<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>: Tuesday, September 12th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Outside of the last class for the day<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>A promise fulfilled<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Darcy Fredrickson<br/><hr/><br/><br/>He grabbed her hand before whispering in her ear "Follow me?" He guided her down the hallway to a strange place, a long hall with lots of offshoots, they weave and turn from it like a forest trail, and much like a forest trail in winter, it is quiet. The muttered voices of students faded near the end of the last hallway, there is no noise but the ones Jaxon and Darcy make. by the looks of it few if any students besides Jaxon come this way.<br/><br/>This is Jaxons domain, from here he can find a path to anywhere in the school. he looks back at Darcy with kind eyes. "From here, we can walk to anywhere in the school. Where do you want to go?"<br/>