Fated Reunion (Phillip)

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Now that the weather was so much nicer and Naomi knew that Jake was going to be ok, she decided to do something she hadn't been able to in a while; she was going to go climb a tree with a book and her sketchpad and some food and stay there as long as she could.

Although exams were approaching, Naomi decided she could afford a break from studying. After all, the only class she was truly doing poorly in was Ancient Runes, and she didn't think any amount of studying would get her above an A in that class. Finley didn't really care for the Forest, so she left him to study and set out on her own early in the morning on a Saturday, before teachers would be awake to catch her.

With a bag slung over her shoulder, Naomi snuck out of the castle, across the grounds and into the Forest. As soon as she was among the trees, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, smiling.

It felt like coming home.

Making her way deeper into the Forest, Naomi found a good climbing tree that was just barely still in sight of the castle. Making sure the bag was secure over her shoulder, she began climbing.

Up and up and up she went. The tree she'd chosen was tall, but still gave her a good view of the ground. Once she reached a secure place to sit, she pulled out her book, one about Animagi and began reading. After a while, however, she glanced up and the light was hitting everything just right, so Naomi pulled out her sketchpad and started a drawing of the Forest from her perspective.

Naomi had no idea how long she'd been going, but the sketch was almost finished when she spotted a figure in the distance making its way towards her. She was wearing earth tones, and if she didn't move, they probably wouldn't spot her.

However, as the person got closer, Naomi could see who it was and grinned. It was the boy from the bookstore, Phillip. That was one person she wouldn't mind seeing her. Quietly, she summoned a pinecone from the tree a little bit to her left. Taking careful aim, she let it drop, muffling giggles in her arm when it hit Phillip directly in the chest. She dropped another before he could spot her.

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Exams were approaching and fast. So Phil should have been panicking. He was just making an Acceptable in the most of his classes and had one Outstanding in Flying (okay yeah but that was hard to NOT get an Outstanding in). However, he had a system and it was rather well timed and well thought out. In the mornings and afternoons Ellie would test prep with him (she was doing waaay better than he thought she would since she had mostly Exceeds Expectations with a few Outstandings). Actually he was teetering on a Poor in one of his classes, but whatever. At night, around six to be specific, he would meet up with Caelan in the library and consistently study. He was learning more, slowly, although he really needed to start doing his homework…

Eh.

Besides that, Corienna wasn’t doing too hot herself either. She was doing fine with her homework and stuff, but that was because she’d gotten some poor foolish boys to do it (ha!). Now she was in study mode and when that girl put her mind to something there was something dangerous about the glint in her eyes whenever she became determined. She was as ambitious as they came after all. Phil shrugged at her casual dismissal of him and took to wandering the halls. He smiled and waved and had small talk with the kids he knew; mostly if not totally all First Years with the occasional Third or Sixth year here and there. People were great.

That was when he’d noticed a small figure bounding past him as he talked to a group of older Quidditch boys about (sigh) his dad, he was about to reach out and say something - recognizing the blonde as Naomi - but thought better of it. He watched her for a moment, flushing when he realized just how creepy it was, walk off the school grounds and figured she was going to the Forbidden Forest. The thought of doing something Forbidden was a welcome change of pace and he gave some excuse to the boys before heading towards the dorm to grab his own sketch stuff. He had a black pencil bag with 24 different colors and a sharpener with a few black pieces and some charcoal in a bag. That was the extent of his art stuff, though he wished he had more. However he just shrugged and made his way through the halls in a sprint. It felt good to get some exercise - especially since he hadn’t found the time between socializing and studying to do so.

He wandered around the Forest for around 20 minutes feeling a bit lost before he felt something hit him square in the chest.

“Oh God,” he shouted stepping back and waving his arms around before steadying himself on the trunk of a tree. He managed to look everywhere but the tree Naomi was sitting in and the tree he was balancing himself on. “I’m being attacked by birds!” He shouted when another hit him frightfully.

Okay, he was a Gryffindor. He was a scared and surprised Gryffindor and not too tactical. He steadied his feet and took his wand out, shaking his head before looking up and around and every other tree as if he’d find a bird with fingers.

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Naomi shoved her arm harder against her face. The giggles were hard to contain once she'd heard Phillip's yelling. Quietly summoning another pinecone with a whisper, she held it delicately before letting it drop right onto the Gryffindor's head.

Really, if he couldn't find her after that, she'd eat her own wand.

"Hello again Phillip," she called, not yet bothering to budge from her perch high in the tree. Naomi shifted slightly so he could see her movement, even if he couldn't see her, dressed in green and brown that matched the tree well enough to make spotting her hard.

Realizing that it wouldn't be practical to carry out a conversation like this, she shoved her sketch book and pencils in her bag and scrambled down the tree, demonstrating her easy grace off the ground, stopping to sit on a branch right above his head. "How are you?" she asked with a smile when she finally reached easy conversation distance.

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Although Phil was ready to hit a bunch of birds with some magic he was unprepared for the pinecone that landed smack-dab on his head. He let out a groan and reached up to rub the spot before looking directly up and finally at the tree where Naomi was in. Immediately he brightened up and forget the sore spot. He rubbed his head though in awe at how high up she was.

“Jeez louise Naomi, are you sure you’re not part-monkey? What did you do to get up there anyway? Did you fly or something? Are you a superhero?” He called up, marveling at the distance between the ground and where she was sitting. He was glad though that he’d found her. He’d been looking forward to spending time with her, but it was just all too hectic so it seemed better that he didn’t bother her.

“Hey to you too, you know you should be careful there are some pretty crazy birds out here,” he told her seriously taking in her clothes and then laughing a bit, “I didn’t know the tree look was in style.” He joked.

Watching her scramble down it, he took a step back to brace for her to jump off.

“Just peachy keen, a little irritated by some of the crazy creatures here, but hey, lookie at what I brought,” he lifted up his own sketchbook to show her it, "y'know just in case I forgot what it was." He was referencing the letters that clearly said it was a sketchbook. Phil nodded up towards the tree.

"I don't mind sketching up there if you don't," he offered cautiously, "I mean like if you don't want me up there either I can like hang out on another branch below you or somethin', but here we are. Two tree climbers at almost the bottom of the tree instead of the top." He joked lightly hoping that she wouldn't get offended. Oh please don't let her get offended,he hoped nervously.

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