Old friend

Things were slightly quiet in the Entrance Hall, the only noise being the small chatter being emitted from some students that stood in the corners of the room. People were rather mellow now, especially since Christmas had been over and everyone was still gone for the holidays. About a third of the students were gone, a staggering number to the already dwindling population of Hogwarts. Andrew coughed a couple of dry coughs and already felt his nose begin to sting. Andrew didn't hate the cold, but he still wasn't fond of it either way.

Andrew stood against a nearby wall near the main door, feeling the brisk air flow in whenever someone entered. Why he was there, he wasn't exactly sure. He was tired of being in the same places everyday, so he figured that maybe a nice change of scenery would help his mood out. His parents still didn't want to see him and Andrew no other relatives besides them, so he didn't exactly have a family excuse to leave. He missed his brother.

Despite his sour mood, he appeared to be quite content with Hogwarts at this time. Barker hadn't been seen in a while and the teachers stopped being asses to the students. So things were actually more quiet than they have ever been. Yet what Andrew was happy about was that he was able to wear his Muggle clothing without being harassed by the faculty. Especially now, he was wearing black jeans, a pair of white sneakers that had been draped in a multitude of patterns and a Nike symbol on the side, a black t-shirt, and a white jacket that fit tightly against his body and the hood draped over his head. The hood helped protect his ears from the cold, so he usually always had it up during winter.

Andrew kept to himself for the past ten minutes, just leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. He was waiting for someone he knew to show up. No one in particular, but rather just anyone that he could talk to. Hogwarts was boring without Chase or Jack and he felt alone in this school. Not a first, but something he just didn't like to deal with. So on most days he would just be by himself and listen to the stupid people that roamed the halls.

Andrew was lost in his thought process for the time being and hadn't expected someone to sneak up on his. He yawned quietly and nearly had a heart attack when someone elses weight was thrown upon him. He let out a small yelp and looked to see who it was. It was Miseria! Well at least someone enjoyable was around! Andrew wrapped his arms around Mis, a smile plastered on his face. He hadn't a clue as to when he last saw her. "Merry Christmas, Mis!" he replied back happily. He held her for an extra second then let go. "Not visiting any family, eh?" He knew a little about her and wasn't too sure if she knew anyone else outside of Hogwarts. They were in the same boat in a way.

"How long has it been anyway?" he asked, leaning against the wall to support his weight "I can't exactly remember anything prior a couple weeks ago" He used the term figuratively, seeing as how time started to fly towards the end of the year.

"I've grown," he said with a grin "I just shave regularly now. I can't even go a week without shaving now." Andrew could sense her obvious sarcasm and rolled his eyes playfully "Damn, you're old!" he said in a teasing tone. He wondered though when exactly they last saw each other. He guessed it was last year around when he was still somewhat in charge of PA. Well at least they would both graduate together. "And I have the occasional firewhiskey or two and now I'm hounded by Mis. Damn, my nightmares are true." He laughed lightly and pulled back his hood off his head. His hair had grown a little, but that was about the only difference.

"So what have you been doing then, huh?" he asked, a smirk appearing on his face "getting drunk in all the clubs and punching people? Because you know, that's what I'd be doing." He chuckled mainly because what he said was true. Oh New York. He had to go there for the holidays. Just to be away from Hogwarts for a while.

Grandma? The thought of Mis being a grandma made him laugh. That was an interesting thought, except Mis would probably be killing the kids that stepped on her lawn. That...would be interesting. "If you're a grandma, then I must be a grandpa, but I sure as hell don't have any kids to sure it!" Andrew raised an eyebrow and smirked. "What would you be doing near my bed at night?" he asked, obviously trying to make her feel uncomfortable "are you implying something here?" He laughed.

"I sense some bullshit in that," he said, his grin showing some parts of his teeth "I can't imagine you dancing with fairies and butterflies. That'd be like me putting on a dress...and don't get any funny ideas now." Andrew shuddered, a mixture from the cold and the thought of Mis frolicking somewhere in a flower field. That just seemed...well almost a fantasy. If that were to ever happen, he would be damn sure to take pictures.

Obviously Miseria hadn't gotten his innuendo. Perhaps he said his words in a weird way, but he thought it was pretty obvious. But he decided to go with it and see where the conversation went now. "Sure, I really want to know," he chuckled. The door creaked open near them and let out a large burst of air, sending Andrew into a slight shivering fit. He coughed once and threw his arms around his side. "I hate winter with a passion sometimes."

Andrew raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "You will NEVER get me in a dress..." he pointed out "trust me, I wouldn't do well in a lacey dress or something." When she asked about what had he been doing, Andrew looked up to the ceiling for a second. "Well I hadn't really done anything," he said truthfully "I mainly just been reading books, hoping to make an expedition sometime soon."