SPOILER!!: pretty as a jewel-ia
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Callum was keenly aware that there were others out and about on the grounds, and he tried to keep his gaze averted and politely not stare at the boy who was headed his way. Sure enough, the boy entered the playground, too, but made his way for the swingset over yonder, and just when Callum started to think the boy just wanted to swing over there on his own in silence, he was addressing him.
A curious question, one that the Gryffindor did not initially have an answer to, but after a moment's hesitation he swung himself up, grabbed the bar he was hanging from, and pulled himself up and over the bar so he was sitting atop the monkey bars, positioning himself so he was facing the boy who was still seeking an answer from him. "Not necessarily," he started, feeling the blood rush from his head back down to the rest of his body, "but it is a rush." He would highly recommend it.
There was a pause, and then he went on, "Callum." That was his name. "M'Callum Kettleburn, first year. Gryffindor." Since all three of those factors seemed to be important to people. And... who was he? [/color]
That answer made sense. Olly wasn't really expecting this boy to say that he did prefer to be upside down. But he had learned to expect the unexpected, that't kind of how things worked in the magical world. He just nodded at the actual answer. Olly leaped off his swing while it was at its highest point and landed neatly on the ground. He threw his arms up, partly to help keep his balance but also partly to acknowledge his victory. And he made his way over to the monkey bars and the boy.
But then Olly paused.
"Kettleburn? As in Charlotte Kettleburn?" The name threw him off. So much that he almost forgot the boys first name. What had come before Kettleburn. Callum, right. It started with a C, like Charlotte. He blinked, but continued walking forward seconds later. It wasn't like Olly necessarily had anything against Charlotte Kettleburn. He was not completely sure why her name made him feel vaguely frightened. Interesting.
"I'm Olly. Or Oliver. Oliver Tate Thomas-Borzekowski."