A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
He stopped punching the bag after a couple more times and Dorian positively beamed at Daisy as he turned to look at her.It was always nice to get a compliment. He had even bowed after she applauded and when he got back up he chuckled. Though his form and his punches were still pretty weak, now that he knew a bit of the basics he could train to become stronger. He could already picture his arm muscles! The Ravenclaw looked down at his slim arms and sighed. He had a looooong way to go.
The bright smile on his face vanished instantly after he heard her say late father. "....Sorry about your dad, how old were you when he passed?" he asked as he sat down on the mat cross legged. He never knew his birth parents so he could not understand what it must feel like. He had a father now though and his grandfather helped out a lot as well so he was happy. But now that he thought about it, he had never really asked about his birth parents..."Wait, you're on the Quidditch team?!" Quidditch was always a good distraction. "Which position do you play?"
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