 ♥Dunkin | Pixie's Precious Pea | kpop goddess | sneaky sounder | forever slytherin♥
Wrapped up in two coats , a Slytherin scarf, an oversized hat and an over-large pair of gloves, Raiden had found his way into the stands to watch a game that was overtly disappointing for the Gryffindors. He frowned; he couldn't take sides in this, as he had friends in both houses, but he couldn't help but feel bad for Gryffindor, for the massive loss that was happening right then. Hmm...
"D-Daphne Hopton!" Raiden called out suddenly as he spied her, just a bit away; his teeth chattered a little. He was so small that even with so many layers on, he couldn't generate quite enough body heat to really be all the way warm. Slipping slightly as he went, he made his way over to her, smiling brightly the whole way. "Hullo Daphne Hopton, how are you? Cold today, eh? And, er... wet." Indeed, his hat on his head was already quite damp... He looked at the girl with Daphne and, grinning, extended a hand. "Hi there! I'm Raiden, are you friends with Daphne Hopton too?"
Hmmm. She appeared to be injured. That must've been bad. Raiden couldn't remember ever being injured more than falling, or his heart thing, but that didn't really count for injury, did it? Maybe he'd been lucky! He remembered something suddenly and turned his attention back to Daphne Hopton, eyes wide and bright.
"Daphne Hopton, when's your birthday? Has it passed already?" he asked, smiling widely, a hint of mischeviousness evident in the expression. "Or is it still to come?" |