<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fstatic.com/537zH1_yItXsEr422YtnH7C8OXo=/full-fit-in/290x478/https://cdn.fstatic.com/media/artists/avatar/2016/05/max-thieriot_a10552.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Jaxon Smith<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>School uniform<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Muggleborn<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Billywig Stinger, 10.5<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, September 8th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Outside of the last class for the week.<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Not much<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Darcy Fredrickson<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"You're right, and I do like nice people. Trust however, is something that comes with time" He chuckles and steps back from her giving her breathing room and rubs the back of his head "and don't get me wrong I appreciate the niceties, you'd be surprised how often that is forgotten."<br/><br/>He starts to walk deeper into the hallway obviously knowing where he is. "I'll see what I can dig up for you, no guarantees though." He stops and turns his head back towards her. "Do you need anything else?"