Where: Ravenclaw Common Room Who: Dirk && @thefabprewett
Dirk was feeling happier than he had in a while. Life was starting to move on. Filch was okay and though Dirk didn’t much care for the man it gave him hope that the school year wouldn’t turn into quite the dire situation it had felt after Xeno’s death. Quidditch had been a turning point in realising all was not lost and he had to keep going, keep learning, keep trying.
His heartbeat stuttered when he caught sight of Fabian. He had been trying not to notice the older student so much but it was difficult when they were friends before Dirk wanted anything else and he felt it had been so long since they last spoke. With all the chaos around the school, he hadn’t been seeking many casual chats. He crossed the common room and sank into the seat next to Fabian (not too fast, because there was still a large bruise on his ribs even though he had been right, he didn’t need to see Pomfrey about it -- it was already nearly healed) and offered him a smile. “Hi. How are things?”














