 Stuck inside with Sirius | *Splish-Splash* | bamBAM | ☁ Spooktacular ☁
Noble had just conjured a camping chair and was settling himself in with a swig from a travel mug he had produced from a pocket when he saw the Slytherin Prefect approaching. He glanced down at his watch, perhaps a bit relieved to see it wasn't close to curfew. He had no desire to be escorting a student back up to the castle when this was the first chance he'd had for some peace and quiet in a while. The sound of the rippling water was nice and calming, and he started to unfold his newspaper and turned to the sports pages at the back. He was looking forward to reading the summary of the Oldham Athletic game.
"You okay there, Maxton?" he asked after a moment. Was the boy loitering? It seemed like he might be, and Noble - ever the man with a sense of purpose - wasn't a fan of loiterers. He had no problem with the Slytherin throwing stones into the lake, though.
And then there was another student approaching, and Noble held in a grumble as she greeted him. "Hello Skyler." He'd picked a popular part of the shoreline, it seemed. Hopefully they'd just get on with whatever they planned to be doing.
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