Arcturus Black (arcturusfirst) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2018-01-05 22:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | arcturus black, quentin coldwater |
Who: Arcturus Black and Quentin Coldwater
What: Preparing for a magical boat trip
Where: By a river running through Everdale
When: Friday afternoons
Arcturus had never been out on a boat in weather this cold before. At school, they only went out on the lake during the summer, and he hadn't ever questioned it. The little wooden boat that he'd obtained in Preya had been safely stored ever since the river had begun to freeze. That only made it all the more exciting that today he and Quentin Coldwater were to attempt unfreezing spells of dramatic proportions, and have an enjoyable afternoon on the water, even if racing seemed to be out of the question.
Ordinarily he had lessons in the afternoons. Charms and History on Fridays, neither of which he was especially fond of. Once he had mentioned to Cassiopeia that he wanted to find out about Mr Coldwater's peculiar and foreign magical tradition, though, she'd agreed to let him go with a readiness he suspected would have been entirely absent if he'd described it as a boating trip instead. But it wasn't a lie. He was going to see some of the foreign magic, and he was even a little interest in watching it.
Having had his boat brought down to the edge of the water in time for his arrival, Arcturus now stood on the river-bank, looking out at the white expanse before him. The ice was likely thick enough for skating on. It was colder than it ever got in London, and he was wearing his warmest winter robe over one of his usual, everyday suits – the height of formality compared to most in Preya, but perfectly ordinary for him. His wand, like always, was in his pocket. He was only a few minutes early, and expected that Quentin would soon join him.