Post by GARRETT MICHAEL STONE on Jan 18, 2014 20:18:26 GMT
Garrett wasn't used to the idea that someone actually didn't like his guts. The professor that had interfered in a harmless conversation between himself an an older Slytherin student was inconceivable. What was that teacher's problem? He was arrogant and vain and who knew what all else? The problem was that if he stood up to the teacher, he'd cause himself worlds of issues, even if another teacher stepped in and silenced the foolishness of the teacher. Then again, that had happened, resulting in a duel between Professor Avery and the other teacher, Professor Thompson. Professor Thompson seemed like a pretty good bloke, based on the classes he had been to that have been taught by him thus far. Professor Thompson seemed to have the mindset of live and let live. That was probably one of if not the best way to live life. Sighing, Garrett opted to head out from the Gryffindor Common Room and head off to the Black Lake, figuring he needed to just relax.
Dressed in a gray hoodie over a black long-sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and black and gray sneakers, Garrett headed out with a hopeful expression on his face, hope of a day where he didn't deal with that pain in the butt professor. Shaking his head, he made his way out towards the lake, trudging through the snow as he went towards the lake, spotting the rock he normally sat on when he was at the lake during the winter. Was better than getting frostbite on his backside from sitting on the snow. Chuckling, he went and sat down on the rock, staring out at the frozen surface of the lake, his breath visible in the air. He spend some time watching the ice before hearing footsteps crunching through the snow, coming towards him. Turning his head to look, he could tell that it wasn't someone he had really bumped into much if at all, so hopefully this would be a better day after all.
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Notes: It's a peaceful day! XD
