There had been a bang of some sort. Jackson couldn't remember exactly, he'd been knocked unconscious in the process, awakening to realise that his camping trap with William and others had been disrupted. Their campfire, of which William and another werewolf student had collected wood for, had burnt dry. The tent Jackson and William were to share was torn and looked as though it had been caught in the blast, yet, other than that, everything seemed normal.
Although it wasn't. William had gone. He wasn't the only one missing however, the other werewolves were too. Now it made sense. Now Jackson remembered! They'd been camping, enjoying each others company, singing around the campfire as someone played their guitar when the Hufflepuff noticed some figured creeping around, shouting in astonishment as one revealed themself... But then his memories ended. The werewolf had sent a blasting charm at the fire besides him, causing it to explode and send Jackson - along with his tent -blasting across the hill.
Now William was gone. William. The pair were finally happy. They weren't in a relationship so to speak, or were they? Jackson didn't exactly knew. All he knew was that they liked each other, hugged each other goodnight, smiled more around each other and that they shared the odd kiss in private. Were they a couple? It didn't matter what they'd been stamped with. Jackson was happy and that's all what mattered.
Yet the happiness was draining away.Where was William? How on earth was he going to find him? Had the werewolves caught him along with the others? Had they convinced them to join their pack? No. William wouldn't just abandon Jackson, or at least Jackson hoped that he wouldn't.
'William?' Jackson spoke, on the off chance he was in an unharmed tent.
(OOC: didn't know whether there was another non-werewolf student so I left it open, they could reply to Jackson's call or nobody responds. )