<strong>Name:</strong>Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Transfiguartion Classroom<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Adelaide<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Albus returned Inali’s smile, (friendship is apparently easier than he had thought) he was happy that the stoic man seemed to like him, and it seemed he thought his sister would too. He couldn’t help but to seek the good opinion of a person as self-assured as he wished he was. He awkwardly tried to return the back pat he received, he was unused to such camaraderie. “Uhhm thank you, yes I would love to talk to the both of you.” He noted Inali’s disappointment at the variety of food on the table. He seemed to suddenly be troubled, he certainly was not happy about something, and apparently he needed to speak to the professor about it. “Off course go talk to him, we can talk again later”<br/><br/>Albus took a step back and smiled again. Well, there was one victory, he had managed a friendly conversation without making a total fool of himself. Off course it was easier with someone interesting who didn’t seem to bother with pointless social niceties. Albus surveyed the room feeling rather proud of himself. The lesson of the Boggart had been incredibly helpful in winning him some (temporary?) self-confidence.<br/><br/>Albus turned his head and noticed another student enter the room. Another student he didn’t recognize (truth be told he hardly recognized anyone, too much of a shut in) a small dark haired woman who seemed disappointed she hadn’t gotten there earlier. As she approached the table, he noticed a book popping up over the side of her satchel. He had actually read that one, ancient history, an extremely fascinating book.  Albus was sure that the book was not required reading.<br/><br/>He faced a dilemma, he had just gone over how he was going to get over his fears and now he was faced with the prospect to talking to an interesting woman and he was scared again. His brother James had always told him that the secret was to not think and just do it, which for him was impossible advice to follow anyway. He took a deep breath and made his way over to her. Well he had already made one new friend, no sense in losing the momentum.<br/><br/>“Umm hello,” he greeted her awkwardly, “I couldn’t help but to notice that book in your satchel, it’s quite an interesting one, but I haven’t met many students who read that sort of stuff in their spare time. By the way, Albus Severus Potter, is my name” He extended his hand towards her. At least he had gotten through that without too much stuttering, but his nervousness had been readily apparent. Well he had talked to her at least, Lily would be proud.