Post by scout on Mar 10, 2010 0:18:12 GMT -5
Scout was glad that spring had finally come back to the grounds at Hogwarts. He was never a snow person and could never be found throwing the wet stuff all over at people. Scout wasn't a stuck up person, but he could possibly come off that way. Really, he was just a proper, structured young man who knew what he wanted and didn't let unnecessary things get in his way. At this point in time, he was walking to the owlery in a peacoat and jeans, seeing as it was still a bit chilly any time before noon. The sun was out and it was a gorgeous day out. The morning brought frost and no clouds could be seen in the sky. He walked with perfect posture up to the top of the building and instantly heard the hooting of owls.
Scout had a great relationship with his parents. They respected him and he respected them. He was a hardworker and his mother and father enjoyed not having to chastise their son whenever he did something wrong. He kept that life and his school life entirely separate. At school, he was somewhat outgoing, overly friendly, but enough to gain him a core group of friends that he was loyal to. A lot had been going on at Hogwarts lately, and all of the drama seemed to revolve around the LeBlanc's. It was somewhat unsurprising, seeing as their father stepped in as the headmaster. The one thing that he hated most of all was drama, and he stayed out of it as much as he could. It was bound to catch up with him and he was prepared. Or so he thought.
Scout had a great relationship with his parents. They respected him and he respected them. He was a hardworker and his mother and father enjoyed not having to chastise their son whenever he did something wrong. He kept that life and his school life entirely separate. At school, he was somewhat outgoing, overly friendly, but enough to gain him a core group of friends that he was loyal to. A lot had been going on at Hogwarts lately, and all of the drama seemed to revolve around the LeBlanc's. It was somewhat unsurprising, seeing as their father stepped in as the headmaster. The one thing that he hated most of all was drama, and he stayed out of it as much as he could. It was bound to catch up with him and he was prepared. Or so he thought.