02-02-2022, 10:10 PM
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Quintaped
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Originally Posted by Lottiepot Arlo was glad he hadn’t grown up in one of those pure-blood obsessed families and despite coming from a long line of witches and wizards, he was equally comfortable in the muggle world as he was in the Wizarding world. Coupled with the fact he wasn’t well travelled, he knew much more about the local Muggle schools in the area then he did about the other Wizarding schools. He did however know that Beauxbatons was that French school who seemed all prim and proper and flounced around with an air of arrogance behind them. Okay maybe not arrogance, perhaps it was confidence. You know those people who wherever they go a trail of people seemed to follow them around because they have that kind of aura. That’s what he imagined Beauxbatons pupils to be like and that he was not. “Nah, I was homeschooled by my grandparents until this summer.” No that didn’t mean he was dumb and naive he had been sorted into Ravenclaw after all. His grandparents were good teachers who knew a lot but they were getting pretty old and boring and Arlo couldn’t bear to sit through another hour of his man going on about numbers and their meanings. “I think they got a bit fed up of me” he chuckled. That was half the story anyway.
Despite appearing brooding and perhaps a little grumpy, Arlo wasn’t totally against having a friendly conversation which someone his own age. The castle could be a lonely place without someone he could call a friend.. or maybe just an acquaintance. “I’m Arlo. It’s nice to meet you” he smiled. “It’s okay. I guess it’ll take some getting used to. Makes a big change from lessons in your living room.” Getting lost was the least of his problems. Apollo's eyes widened as he explained he didn't transfer from any school but rather .... "Wait... Shut up! So you're telling me, like you've never actually been to a real school before??" The gryffindor stared in disbelief. Well that explained his unfamiliar to him and the fact that well, he was alone. Though Apollo doubted it would be for long; everyone always seemed to be wildly more popular than him and leave him in the dust - dusk? Eh, whatever. "Fed up of you? How so?" he frowned, waiting for a better explanation, because ugh ... if he got lessons with Grandma Mia and Grandpa Tancred, it would be like a dreammmmmmm !!! "Nice to meet you, Arlo. I don't think ... I actually know that many Ravenclaws. Except. Uh... Lisa ... Lisa Nam. She's in your year, so perhaps you've met her?" She was super outgoing, so it would be hard to miss her. He nodded. "Although being able to go to lessons in your pajamas would be kind of cool, no?" These shoes could be so uncomfortable sometimes.
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