Not more work

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth was to say the very least slightly frustrated with the amount of work he was getting. As soon as he had started paying an interest in lessons the teachers had really begun applying the pressure; especially because he was in his final year; a very daunting prospect indeed, as he was relatively poor at most of his lessons no matter how much effort he put in. Thankfully the subjects he cared most for DADA and Care of Magical Creatures were far more hands on.

But the others gave him far too much homework, not only that but it was really very difficult too, especially Divination, thankfully he didn't take Ancient Runes which he would simply have failed in without question. Now he lay back against a large oak, enjoying the pleasant breeze ruffling his hair, whilst his work lay forgotten around him, a pad of paper prone on his lap. He much more enjoyed simply viewing the scenery; though his eyes were often drawn towards the forest. He'd had many a difficult time in there and no mistake, thankfully he was steering clear of there from hence forth, well that was the plan anyway, but he knew that it was surely inevitable that he'd be pulled back to it; why? Simply because it was exhilarating and thrilling to step underneath the dark eaves of those trees and become hopelessly lost within seconds; only to eventually fight his way clear; though that experience with a huge male centaur had been a very close call.

Chuckling to himself he smirked watching the various students enjoying themselves, well other than the ones who were brawling down by the lake, perhaps he had better sort that out? Nah by the time he'd got there it would have fizzled out, and besides he wasn't Head Boy anymore.

[Maeve Malfoy]

Maeve sat in a tree by the lake. Over the years, she had doubed it her tree. Anytime she had wanted to sit by the lake, and not on the ground, she'd climb up this tree and watch the water. Or in this case, the other people playing and fighting. She really could care less about the people fighting, but it was entertainment.

So, when she saw Henry come down, she was glad he didn't stop the fighting. Speaking of Henry, where had he been all this time while everything changed? She grinned, wanting to ask him. She took out her wand from her skirt pocket and pointed it at the water. Saying an incatation she had read, a stream of water came out and dounced Henry everywhere. She laughed.

"You smelled so bad, I could smell it from up here." she joked.

[Henry Boggleworth]

Spluttering water as he was drenched from head to foot Boggleworth somehow it even got into his ears; what kind of a spell had that been? Shaking his head in the fashion of a dog wishing to get dry he peered around quizzically and comically, then realised the water had fallen from above; looking up he half expected a cloud to be solely looming over him. Grinning on hearing a voice, he stumbled to his feet to search for the doer of the dastardly deed, and found her laughing up a tree.

"Maeve Malfoy, what a surprise, cheers for the shower though, I was feeling particularly hot," he smirked up at her. "Oh I even put some aftershave on this morning, doesn't it help at all?"

Chuckling and wondering who he could try just such a spell on, he looked down at his belongings; just a little bit soaked through. "Cor you even drenched all my work too," Taking his wand from his pocket he immediately began drying off his work knowing forlornly that it would never be as good as new again; not that much of his stuff was better than second or third hand. Preceeding to dry off his clothes he gestured for Maeve to jump down.
"Fancy stretching those long legs of yours?" He asked knowing she couldn't keep up with his long stride.

"I think I'll leave my hair wet, looks rather fetching doesn't it?" He joked feeling at ease in her company regardless of her being a Slytherin; he rarely cared about house differences and determined never to prejudge people.

[Maeve Malfoy]

Maeve laughed more when Henry spotted her. "Oh, Henry. I don't smell it up here. So, put more on next time." she smiled at him.

She looked down at him and said, "If you don't look up when I jump down." Immediately after she said that, she jumped, landing right in front of Henry. "Now, I smell it." she laughed a little more, her grin widening.

"Of course, it does." she said, looping her arm with his. "You look good with your hair dry or wet. So, where were you thinking on walking, my dear Hufflepuff?"

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth smirked Maeve had a mischevous manner, thankfully it combined and didn't clash with his own. Her teasing always made him laugh and they shared an easy manner.

"Oh I only wear it for certain people, so it looks like it's your lucky day." He smirked the aftershave was relatively cheap as was everything he owned due to the fact that he had no steady income; in fact really none at all except for the money given in his supposed uncle's will, which he planned to save not squander upon any unnecessary frivolities, only aftershave was very necessary, especially after the long stroll he always tried to fit in to clear his head.

"Oh good, it's not powerful, just subtle," he remarked "rather dashing really," he agreed jokingly "not nearly so ravishing as yourself mind you," he complimented wryly.

"Well being adventerous types, why not the forbidden forest?" He coaxed with a twinkle in his eye, knowing she would likely jump at the opportunity.