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At the mention of Aiden's name, Henrik's eyes lit up for a second, kind of like how someone does when they remember something important. A 7th year as well, Henrik felt bad that he didn't instantly recognize him, especially since he was kinda cute on the eyes. Henrick rubbed his short haired beard a little, raising an eyebrow at Aiden as he looked him over some. [color=red]"We have had classes together, haven't we?... Though having attended school together for 6 years, we must have at some point, huh?"[/color] Henrik wasn't normally a talkative guy- he didn't have many "friends", attending a school he didn't care about. But, seeing as it was his last year, maybe he would actually take the time to get to know one of his... more attractive classmates.

Henrik reached his hand out towards Aiden to shake his hand. [color=red]"Interesting we have known each other for about 6 years, yet this is our first time saying hello?"[/color] Henrik grinned and gave a quick wink to Aiden before turning his attention to the curly haired blond. He had seen her around before too, but not as much. [color=red]"Ravenclaw... so you're a nerd right?"[/color] Henrik chuckled slightly, leaning back in his seat and playing with his long, dark hair behind his head, a few of the locks falling over his shoulders like a waterfall. With the momentum of the conversation going, upon laying eyes on the next girl, something clicked in his head.

[color=red]"And you..."[/color] He started to point at Arielle [color=red]"Arielle, is it? You are that Ashwood girl who comes from the family of potion assassins, right?"[/color]

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Arielle's eyes darted swiftly over her paper and slightly glared at Henrik, as she put down her newspaper in a quick flurry. Arielle's expression didn't change from plain, but her eyes seemed to burn with a bit more of a passionate fire. [color=springgreen]"And you're from that dirty family of 'Dragon Tamers', right"?[/color] Arielle huffed slightly and turned towards Annabeth. It was obvious there was a little bit of a classic Gryffindor and Slytherin rivalry in the air, but it faded as Arielle's eyes softened on Annabeth.

Arielle had noticed quite a few pretty girls while attending the school herself. She had gotten her chance to play around here and there, but Arielle wasn't really interested by any of them. Most of them were also Slytherin girls, like the ones that tried to sway here away from the compartment of misfits. Along with that, most of those other girls were primarily interested in Arielle for her elite family background. [color=springgreen]"We have had a few classes together too... haven't we?"[/color] Arielle snapped her fingers suddenly. [color=springgreen]"I'm pretty sure we have had double potions together before. You are really good in that class, I've noticed. Ravenclaw really suits you."[/color] A very faint grin grew in the corner of Arielle's mouth talking to Annabeth, her soft emerald eyes staring into Annabeth's deep brown eyes.

[color=red]"Those two need to get a room, don't you think?"[/color] Henrik leaned close to Aiden and playfully murmured to him, a large cheeky grin across his cheeks. Arielle laughted softly at his comment, brushing her long hair over her shoulders. [color=springgreen]"Mature... though I shouldn't be surprised from a Gryffindor."[/color]