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It's autumn, and that means one thing every year, aside from the growing excitement for the Halloween feast. There's lots of first-years from all houses exploring the grounds and getting to know their housemates, fellow students and the grounds in general.
And Tyler is currently trying his best to not be noticed by the elder students, or certain ones from Slyterin, like VonFogg. Which doesn't make sense given that he's wandering towards the Quidditch practice fields to watch quietly.
He's not that likely to get onto the school's Quidditch team anytime, but that doesn't mean he can't watch with a sort of wistful envy over the whole thing. And it's his Sunday, he should get a moment to himself to enjoy it, though company wouldn't be turned down.
Especially if it were nice company.
And Tyler is currently trying his best to not be noticed by the elder students, or certain ones from Slyterin, like VonFogg. Which doesn't make sense given that he's wandering towards the Quidditch practice fields to watch quietly.
He's not that likely to get onto the school's Quidditch team anytime, but that doesn't mean he can't watch with a sort of wistful envy over the whole thing. And it's his Sunday, he should get a moment to himself to enjoy it, though company wouldn't be turned down.
Especially if it were nice company.