[center][h3][color=violet]Wyatt Blackwood[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Hogwarts Express
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Tadeo Diaz [@Prints Avoid][/center][hr][hr]


Wyatt smirked from behind his book as he glanced over to see the Slytherin still trying to compose himself from the Confundus Charm, but failing to do so. [i]That'll teach his ass[/i], the blonde muggleborn thought coldly as he tried to scan the page where he left off at. It wasn't too long before he heard footsteps coming down the aisles towards his compartment. Probably someone to scold him yet again which he didn't care. He was tired of prejudice people getting away with anything at this school. Out of his peripheral vision, he noticed someone help the confused boy up to his feet. Probably another one from his house. Wyatt tried the best he could to drown out the outside noise and get back to his studying when someone walked into his compartment shortly after. His vision was blocked by the humongous book in his face, but immediately he sighed at the idea of sharing his space with someone that could potentially distract him from reading. 

[i]"So, can I sit here or are you just confunding anyone who tries to come in?"[/i] Wyatt always heard American accents on TV but never in person. Immediately he peeked up from his book, looking as if he was incognito with the sunglasses and the hat. He took off his sunglasses and crossed his legs to reply to the American who seemed to come in and sit down before he could say anything.

"It depends. Are you going call me a Mudblood and other obscenities at me or are you going to behave?" Wyatt had a strong South London accent that could come across as quite annoying to others but it was something he couldn't help. Jinx began to purr as the boy began to pet her. She was an excellent judge of character so if she was okay with him then maybe he wasn't that bad. However, Wyatt was a very skeptical individual and it took him awhile to warm up to someone. The strawberry blonde scanned the boy up and down and noticed a Houston Rockets shirt. "I've read about that American team. They're pretty okay. And...you are?" He looked at Tadeo in the eyes to wait for a response but the way he looked was as if he was impatient. This was something else that he couldn't help.