Who: A ghostly figure and Wayne Hopkins What: Spooky goings on Where: A corridor, Hogwarts When: Monday, early evening Grab ME!
It wasn't sure what drew it to Wayne. Later it may have considered it was Wayne's state of mind that drew it so closely, all the racing emotions that had seemed to stimulate it so far. It didn't matter right now though. All that mattered to it was that when Wayne was near it felt something. Well, not felt, but it became aware.
Wayne was a temptest of feelings right now. It was drawn like a magnet. It found Wayne as he walked alone down the corridor, finding joy in the shimmering of it's own appearence. That it took a form. And for now it was just following, drinking in Waynes feelings. If it could take deep breaths it would, trying to drink in whatever it was that was giving it life-