Gilderoy Lockhart (_magicalme) wrote in audacia,
Gilderoy Lockhart

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:: Andromeda ::

Gilderoy stood at the base of a tree near the edge of the lake. He leaned against the trunk, his arms folded over his chest, thinking that it was colder today that he had expected-- downright dreary, even. He couldn't wait to get running to get his body heat up.

That, and he couldn't wait for dinner, after the run, so he could get the aftertaste of the particularly nasty hedgehog bile out of his mouth.

He hoped he hadn't missed Andromeda by going to the potion's classroom directly after class instead of coming to the lake-- it would be his kind of luck. With a glance at his watch, he sat down on the moist ground, and waited.
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