Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br/>Position: Student<br/>Location: Castle Grounds<br/>Tagged: Scorpius, Anyone<br/><hr/><br/>Acacia stroded into the South Tower. Shifting her large pack on her back as she made her way through the throng of chatting students. She avoided eye contact, so as not being drawn into any conversations. All she wanted to do was get to her room, unpack her things and settle in. Today she was dressed in black  form fitting black jeans, a red top with a black leather bomber jacket. A heather grey cotton scarf was wrapped around her delicate neck. Her chocolate brown hair was loose today, wild and uncombed. Walking up another flight of steps to her floor, she walked to her room. Unlocking the door, she set her pack on the bed. Letting out a sigh, she ran a hand through her hair.<br/><br/>Looking at the rest of her bags, she suddenly didn't feel like unpacking. Placing a hand on her hips, staring around the room. Some of her books were occupying the shelves, some laying stacked as she had yet to determine where to put them. One of her drawers was left hanging up, some clothes sticking out.  Spinning around on her heels as she strode from her room. Closing the door behind her, she headed down the stairs. A few students from previous classes called out to her, but she merely nodded in acknowledgement as she slipped out a door and onto the castle grounds.<br/><br/>Shoving her hands into the pockets pockets of her bomber jacket, Acacia wandered the grounds. Tucking some hair behind her ear, she paused undernath a tree, leaning against it. The fingers of her left hand brushed against the want hidden inside her jacket. Staring off into the distance, her thoughts wandered to a dream she had the night before. It was the same one, the day her parents had been killed. This time she almost saw the face of the wizard who was reponsible. So far, all leads seemed to have dried up and it was starting to frustrate her. Removing her hands, she rubbed her left wrist where jade beads were wrapped around her wrist and hand. The beads were charmed to help keep the wolf inside her at bay.