Looking Forward (Andy/Open)

"Yeah, I've spent some time around muggles," Hayden said. "Most people use spells or potions, though." She supposed rubbers were probably easier for kids to deal with, though, considering how easy it was to screw up a spell. "Sounds like you got lucky with your parents." There wasn't even a twinge of jealousy at this point in her life. Some people got lucky, some didn't.

Andy nodded and glanced back over his shoulder, but the Moreaus weren't in the shop. Your life story wasn't something you shared with people you'd just met, but he'd have pointed them out. "I've been lucky six years," he said. Everything before that wasn't worth talking about.

After a moment's silence, during which he watched the application of toppings to a shame he hoped was his, Andy decided to take a chance. "Could you get me invited to one of Cat's parties?" It had sounded like it earlier.

Hayden grinned. "We'll see when you get here, mate," she said. Cat's parties kept happening, and the freshies got younger, but she had the feeling he wouldn't stop anytime soon. At least his parties were some of the safest on campus. The host being a giant cat helped keep people in line. "He's not usually that picky, so don't worry too much. You should take some of his classes, too, he's good."

Andy laughed, then looked mock-offended. "Not picky, thanks!" And take some of his classes? "I'm not that good at Transfiguration, anyway." He'd improved so much he could hardly believe it, but his skill still wasn't up to the level of students who'd been in school half a decade longer. "Have you? Taken his class? What's your major? I have no idea what I want to do."

"I took one jsut to see what it was like," Hayden said. Besides, when you wanted to regularly change your appearance, transfiguration was damn useful. "I'm a history major, but dabble in defense. Lots of people come in undeclared and feel out different classes. Half the point of uni is to explore things." Probably even more than half.

"Defense sounds cool," Andy said. He didn't know what he'd do with it in the wizarding world, but a scrawny not-so-masculine kid who always had crappy old clothes and sucked at everything needed defense, so he could defend himself. If the other guy didn't have a wand. Well, he'd just decided to take some defense classes. "You said there were dueling grounds, oh my god I didn't ask Cat any of this stuff..." He'd wanted to know what things looked like. What were the dorms like, what were the people like, how bloody cool was his life going to be?