Looming impressively over even the largest Beater with Troll-blood in his veins, we come to the Quidditch Gate, the portal to paradise for practically any serious wizarding sports fan. There's the House Cup, there's Special Awards for Services to the School, there's even OWLs and NEWTs - none of it matters once the pennants are fluttering and the brooms are buzzing. This is where it all begins, the flight to fantasy.
Gustavo was worried about Liberty. Sure, she could be in the common room but... he caught her scent during a gust of wind. So he started to follow it. That's when he saw her coughing against one of the pillar.
Gustavo Torres- The Protective Omega ♠ Second Year Gryffindor ♠ Werewolf
- I am a soldier, I won't surrender, Faith is like a fire that never burns to embers
He wraps his arms around her instinctually before nodding. "Yes. You're freezing!" He slowly starts to move towards the castle. "I'm going to take you to the hospital wing."
Gustavo Torres- The Protective Omega ♠ Second Year Gryffindor ♠ Werewolf
- I am a soldier, I won't surrender, Faith is like a fire that never burns to embers