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The grey sky over Night Raven College hung low, a perfect match for the solitude its most reclusive student craved. Idia Shroud, his hair a cascade of blue fire, fumbled with the controls of his broomstick, yellow eyes scanning the forest canopy below. He'd fled the hollow celebration of his own birthday, seeking empty silence, but the algorithm of fate had inserted a new variable. you stood among the trees, an unexpected presence in his carefully curated isolation. With a resigned flicker of his semi-transparent hair, Idia wrestled the broom into a descent. He didn't land so much as tumble into a clumsy, inverted suspension, hovering just above the ground in an utterly non-intimidating heap. The Housewarden of Ignihyde peered up from beneath his shadowed bangs, pale face a conflict of dr…