Relaxing afternoon (Haven)

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Astrid opened her eyes,it was only 9 am but she wasnt in the frigid north anymore,she was in Hogwarts and that meant she had to show up to class as much as she hated it. She got up from her bed and just open curtains of her window of her Gryffindor Girl Dormitory, her dormitory had view of the mountains around Hogwarts,that she really liked. Astrid loved that she could sit on the common at night,sip on butterbeer and just look at the sunsent around Hogwarts .That was precious view,that she really didnt want give up,thats why he sometimes prefered being in Hogwarts than in Norway.Even though,she held Norway dear since it was her home country and the place she was born in.

Astrid dressed in simple Gryffindor robes, she really didnt like dressing robes to go class but she had to. And since her Mother wasn't around to tell her to dress proper,she was going dress like old Astrid. She put on her white leather skin boots and just fixed her hair and walked out of her dormitory. It was cloudy day in Hogwarts,but usually it was. Nothing could be expect,either it was rainy or cloudy ,there was no in between.But Astrid liked it because it meant,it wasnt going to cold. She walked slowly through corridors and out of Hogwarts until she reached Hogsmeade

She entered the three broomstricks and just smiled at the lady in the behind the counter,who shocked to see her.Yeah, she really didnt came into the hogsmeade that mich but when she did,the girl usually ended up at the Three Broomsticks. She took seat in one of the tables and just looked around, the place was deserted. Astrid smiled as the lady brought her a butterbeer, the norwegian girl did not need any else to make her happy. She just looked around and waited to see if any of her friends would join her.

[HAVEN ALEXANDER INKERSOLE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i52.tinypic.com/otj5sn.jpg); width: 390px; height: 450px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 40px 0px; opacity: 0.8; border-right: #9BDAAD 15px solid; border-left: #9BDAAD 15px solid;] Haven was happy. Truly, honestly happy. It was a strange feeling for him, as he never really felt it. He was going to try to relish the feeling and hold onto it for as long as possible. In order to do this he planned on going to different places, rather than the usual few places that he'd go to skulk around and wallow in his self-piteous ways. The reason for his sudden burst of such a pure feeling of happiness? Jayden. Yes, there were problems with the fact that he liked Jayden, but Jayden made him smile. Jayden actually liked him back, unlike the majority of other people he'd liked in his lifetime, which amounted to quite a large sum. If it weren't for the fact that Jayden were male, everything would be fine. He was a Ravenclaw, he was a pureblood (or so Haven thought), he was attractive, and he was kind. Each little smile that Jayden made caused Haven to smile even wider, and gave him a strange fluttering feeling in his stomach. Haven just didn't want people to know that he was attracted to guys; he was supposed to be this perfect, feared guy. If people started thinking that he was gay, he feared that his entire image would be ruined, and that the tables would turn. So, for that reason, he was headed down to the Three Broomsticks. He'd heard it get many good reviews from his classmates, but he'd never really tried it out. He tended to stay in the dark, rather than going into places bustling with people. Besides, it was still fairly early in the morning, so surely people couldn't be heading down there this early. He hurried down the path, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his navy-blue zipped jacket, thankful that he'd chosen to wear deep burgundy skinny jeans with brown leather boots rather than his usual cream jeans. The floor was rather wet, but his boots kept any moisture out, and his jeans were so tight around his ankles that there was no way of them skimming across the floor and in the puddles. He shoved the door to The Three Broomsticks open rather too hurriedly; the door swung back and hit the wall behind it, making rather a loud 'bang' noise, which caused a couple of heads to turn. To Haven's slight surprised, there were only a couple of heads to turn. The lady behind the counter, and a girl that was being served. She didn't recognize the girl, but she was wearing Hogwarts robes. Haven never really recognized anyone, since he payed little attention to people's faces, and would rather keep his eyes on what the were holding or doing so that he could disrupt it in some way. Considering he'd gone to The Three Broomsticks with the intentions of remaining in his blissful state, he decided that he'd talk to the girl. He called out to the waitress, "One butterbeer over here, thanks," and then sat down beside the girl. She was a fairly attractive girl, but certainly not his type, and he already had too many images of Jayden running through his mind. All the same, he'd talk to her. "Hey, I'm Haven Inkersole. Seventh year Slytherin. You're form Hogwarts too, right?" He asked. Suddenly remembering his manners, he added, "You don't mind me sitting here, right? I didn't particularly feel like sitting alone, and you're the only one around." He looked around over each shoulder. "Is it always this empty? I heard this place was good..." The waitress brought over Haven's butterbeer and set it on the table in front of him, and he handed her a couple of sickles in return. "Dare I venture a sip?" He said, a slight smile playing at his lips as he lifted the glass to them and took a hesitant sip. It tasted good, just like any other butterbeer. At least the drinks were good, even if the mood didn't seem to jolly with so few people around.

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