Gilderoy Lockhart (justnicehair) wrote in _marauders_map,
Gilderoy Lockhart
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Open to le Franziska.

A cool breeze blew through the stone hewn corridors of the back courtyard of the infamous castle. Winter vacation had ended though that didn’t mean winter had. Granted it wasn’t snowing, but it was still quiet cold. December had come and gone and Gilderoy was grateful. One month down, a few more to go. The Hufflepuff wasn’t exactly the smartest kid around. Okay, he wasn’t smart at all, thus he wanted school to end as soon as possible. The way he just barely passed his classes was because he usually stole other student’s work and placed his name on it — or just simply copied from others. Either way he rarely did his own work.

This time he hoped it wasn’t any different. He was paired up with some exotic Slytherin for Slughorn’s assignment and he wouldn’t lie — he was quite intrigued by the good-looking girl. He had never met her, only that one brief meeting in the Great Hall after discovering who she was. But that didn’t matter. They’d get to know each other soon enough.

Sitting a short distance away from the castle was Gilderoy. He had made his way out here after owling the Slytherin in question to join him. It was about time that they go to professing their love to each other — oh, and caring for the egg as well. The Hufflepuff had placed down a somewhat large blanket under the tree and had retrieved a basket of sweets from the house elves. Oh, and his book bag was lying around somewhere too. Couldn’t forget about the assignment. Heh.

He leaned backwards against the tree; his fingers were enlaced as he propped his head up with his hands. Now he just had to wait for the girl.
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