Chris glanced at the pitch before stretching his legs and looking at his watch, it was 7pm the usual time Chris was out at the pitch doing his jog, always after dinner. Slowly starting to jog around the qudditch pitch he let his mind drift to what he had planned for the next day ahead. Maybe he could sneak out of classes or something but honestly Chris had no idea yet, maybe someone could help him with his plans. Ethan, Chris's best friend always helped him with his plans but lately Ethan had been rather distant and Chris began to get curious of why his friend wasn't around as much as he used to be.
Post by Benjamin Cook on Aug 10, 2008 19:58:44 GMT
Ben was out to the Quidditch pitch just making sure he knew the school well before starting to make plans for his classes. He sitting on the bleachers just looking around when he caught the eye of a student. He ran over to him. "Whoa don't you have class or something?" He asked not being mean but just wondering.
A voice broke off Chris's concentration which made him sigh lightly. Staring at the man who spoke to him, Chris smirked and shook his head and chuckled "You must be new!" He said and stuck out his hand "I'm Chris, Chris Zabini." Chris introduced himself with a smile "And no i don't. Being a seventh year i have alot of free time." He explained to the man.
Post by Benjamin Cook on Aug 10, 2008 20:33:29 GMT
"Arithmacy. He looked at him. "I heard that Marisa Brant teaches here. Is that true?" He asked praying to God she didn't. The last thing he needed was an ex bashing up on him. He had enough of that from his ex-wife. "Long time friend." Which was true but the last they saw of each other was a long time ago.