Xander (cameo)
John sat on the steps leading up to the dorms, reading. He glanced up, face hidden deep within a thick hood, his body equally shielded with a robe, finishing with two layers of heavy gloves over his hands. It would have made page turning much harder, if he wasn't used to it. The festivities were as grand as last years, if not grander. It would have been nice to join in, but he knew better. Closing the book- he memorized his page number- John stood and stretched, stone crunching slightly. He stuffed the book in his pocket and moved into the loud circus of... things.
"Join the music club! We have booze, curses and illegal charms!" The voice barely touched where he was standing.
That brought a smile to his face. Alex. Who else was about from last year? John let the crowds take him where they would. He hadn't chosen a club or sport last year, but it didn't hurt to listen. There weren't many clubs he could do comfortably. Astronomy was the only obvious choice. Noise called his attention. Music. John pulled away from the crowd and stood a distance away from the piano. It sounded nice. Though he knew getting too close would be uncomfortable. However, pianos were no where near as invasive as drums. This was another guy from last year. He didn't remember him much though. Of course, he didn't know if the others remembered him all that well either. Part of him just itched to pull off the cloak. The sun felt so good... But turning into a stone statue in a crowded area was probably not the best idea, and he would miss opening ceremony as well, if he stayed like that. He probably could sneak off an hour before sunset and relax for a bit... yeah... maybe then...