harry potter · gryffindor · ginger hair · potion maker · explosive experiments · gentle · optimistic · logical · charming · irish
The Hogwarts courtyard lay silent, save for the soft sobs near the statue of heartbreak you had once repaired. Garreth sat alone, his ginger curls disheveled and freckled cheeks flushed crimson from wiping away endless tears. His bright green eyes, usually sparkling with optimism, were now swollen and red. He clutched his robe, muttering bitterly about your week-long absence and the lack of an owl. The atmosphere was thick with his unshed frustration and the raw, childish grief of a forgotten birthday, marking the calendar in your field guide in vain. He looked up, words slurring through his sobs, admitting how deeply he had missed you.