<strong>Name:</strong>Charlize Renard<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Hufflepuff/4th<br/><strong>Bloodtype:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entrance to the Great Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jamie<br/><br/>“There<em>were</em>rumors about me?” she asked amused by the outcome of their conversation “I bet there still are..”  Charlize didn’t ask what the rumors were about, nor did she care to find out. After all, this only meant that she was known and that can’t actually be a bad thing. It was also the fact that she had complete confidence in her image that she chose to ignore such trifle matters and any rumor – positive or negative, true or false – will fade in time or due to her own conduct. Should anyone choose to get to know her, that certain person will make its own judgment regarding her.<br/>Charlize was also one of the lucky ones with a loyal circle of friends. They were ready to dismiss any false rumors the moment they passed through their ears, but it hardly ever happened.<br/><br/>She was just about to say that Jamie should take her time before making a decision regarding the Dueling Club when Xavril walked in, making her skin feel suddenly cold and filled with goosebumps. She held her breath, trying to pace her heart which started to beat like mad.<br/>“I plan to show him the ground floor and the first floor tonight..” she said regarding Gustav, trying to sound as calm as possible. She was grateful for Xavril’s politeness and although he was in his usual human form, his scent still kept remnants of the animal.<br/><br/>“…I think it’ll take more than a month to see Hogwarts – at least the known parts of it .”<br/><br/>Now that she thought better, having Gustav for a whole month to “educate” didn’t seem like such a bad idea. He was such a challenge after all, with his stern demeanor and seemingly lack of emotions. Charlize didn’t actually believe he was as dangerous Daria or Xavril wanted to make him seem…she just thought he had a hard time making friends, especially after just being transferred into one of the senior years when everyone already knew everyone else.<br/><br/>Soon enough her first impression of Gustav was about to change. She didn’t get to warn Xavril of the German student's presence behind him. Now this had every possibility of turning into that kind of situation in which you wouldn’t want to take part. No matter how unemotional Gustav’s tone of voice was, Xavril seemed to type of guy who didn’t take insults easily.<br/>