<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/Frchar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Jean-Paul Lesperance<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>3rd year / Ombrelune<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Grey wizard robes, with a black bowtie.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage, Paris, France<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept. 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Bye Mom! Bye Dad!" he shouted to his parents as he walked away from them, towards the carriage. He never liked letting these farewells going on for too long, and his parents seemed to want it to drag it out further since he was the last of his siblings to go. Letting it drag on would be useless, though. Before getting on the carriage, though, he looked behind him on the suitcase he was rolling behind him. "Athena! What are you doing there, you lazy bird? Get off so I can put this away inside the carriage. It's heavy enough without you." he said to the dark raven that had been his pet since his first year. As if it understood, the raven flew off inside the carriage, probably to save a seat for him, like she knew to do.<br/><br/>Jean-Paul stepped inside of the carriage, and stowed away his suitcase. He stuffed it above of the seat his raven was on with a little difficulty. Then, sighing, he sat down. The raven squawked and moved out of his way, flapping her wings briefly to land on his shoulder. He idly petted it with his left hand as he looked around to see who else had gotten on. He recognized some of his classmates, and some upperclassmen and lowerclassmen, and of course the newbies, the first years.<br/><br/>His mind quickly drifted, though, as he thought about his third year. So many new classes and new things. Avenues of exploration opened up once you hit your third year at Beauxbatons, and Jean-Paul was excited for them. He hadn't had a chance to add anything to the map his brothers had given him, which had embarrassed him. This year, he would find plenty of secret routes to add to the map. And maybe a few in the village, too. He let his attention come back to the present as his raven gave him a sharp peck on the neck for daydreaming again. He looked back again at the first years and wondered how many of them would end up in Ombrelune, his own house, and obviously the best of the houses.