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NightShadows Irial Darkk wandered onto the streets of Hogsmeade, his hands shoved in the pockets of his cloak. He had no idea why he was coming out here when he was perfectly happy with the silence of the school while everyone was here. Perhaps it was because he was curious. Either way, he found himself here among the crowds.
His long black hair was down today and he looked like a black shadow as he walked the street. He managed to find a spare bench with no one seated on it, and he took the opportunity to sit down and observe.
Rhea strolled down Hogmeades, just a bit upset. She was up early, excited about their first Hogsmeade weekend and had waited in the great hall for Irial but hadn't seen. She figured he wouldn't be going, after all he wasn't one for crowds.
She looked around at all the happy smiling faces and sighed. Hogmeades was no fun alone. As she neared the benches, she spotted a familiar figure, when she got closer she realized that it was Irial. She stopped not knowing whether or not she should walk over, after all he did leave without telling her he was going( not that he was obligated to but still...). Maybe he didn't want to hang out with her after all.
She looked away from him and tried to walk pass without him seeing her.