Naya, Gryffindor and Slytherin
Thankfully, he wasn’t the only person who had been a bit lackadaisical about finding a partner. Sure, Naya was a little younger but she seemed confident enough judging from the way she walked up to the tall, curly haired prefect. "I’m Ewan" he replied, a friendly smile across his face. "Sure" I’ll be your partner” It didn’t really matter who he was duelling, just that he could practice with someone.
Pulling Naya over to some space, he pulled out his wand and was about to practice some of the various protego spells. That was, until Godric Gryffindor walked in, throwing the door open as if he was being chased by death himself. Although, if he was, could he really be killed? The Ravenclaw prefect wasn’t exactly sure what the founder was because to slam a door open surely meant he wasn’t a ghost. If only Rowena Ravenclaw were here. Maybe she could articulate some reason for these strange occurrences. “Mr Gryffindor, Mr Slytherin, are there any other of the Hogwarts founders around the castle?” the prefect called over to both of them now. Hopefully, showing them a little respect would yield better results.
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