{ @veelandre }
Brielle was moving through the crowded corridor, weaving between groups of people as she tried to make her way to the courtyard for some fresh air. Once she broke free from the mess of people, she took a deep breath and let her the tension disappear from her body. However, just as soon as she opened her eyes, she spotted someone a few feet away and tensed again. “Um…” Brielle struggled to put her guard back up once she saw him staring at her, her mind distracted before she forced herself to glance down and gather herself before she looked back up. “Can I help you, Dufort?”
The letters from his father had not put him in the best moods and unlike usual, he spent his time alone in the courtyard but then of course he couldn't expect privacy in this tiny school where there were crowds of people everywhere at all times. This time when he heard someone he turned to see the pretty Ravenclaw brunette who he had come across a few times. "Why do you ask me? It looks to me like you require more help than I. What is wrong?"















