The sun was rising. And Merlin, it was beautiful. If anyone knew Jared was here, he was dead. It was three 'o' clock in the morning, so he was technically out of bed past curfew. But Jared wasn't thinking about that.

He wasn't even thinking at all.

He was staring off into the multitude of colors created by the rising of the sun. It really was entrancing, wasn't it? Jared decided to make this a regular thing. Indefinitely. Jared sighed, reflecting on the past month. Hogwarts was certainly not all it was cracked up to be. Hell no.

For one thing, he was bullied just as much as he was by the muggles back at home. Stupid Slytherins cause so much trouble. Jared was sure that was true for all of them.

Except Jasper Jones.

He had no understanding whatsoever of that odd little Slytherin he had accidentally jinxed a few weeks ago. He had mood changes constantly, but was certainly not like the other Slytherins. He seemed to actually be kind to Jared, if only a little.

Jared was broken from his reverie by a sound behind him. Was he caught?

"Who's there?" the ickle Ravenclaw called out.

Falcon had been at Hogwarts for one and a half weeks and only learned one spell. One lousy spell! And worst of all, it wasn't even very useful. Well, unless you are never able to focus your telescope manually, but that was beside the point. Falcon was going to practice the spell, even if it was pretty much useless. So, Falcon left the commonroom and headed upward to the astronomy tower, which he had read that someone had been pitched off of. He stopped, for he heard meowing in the distance, and since some of the other students had said to go the other way, that is exactly what he did.

Now, Falcon was just randomly walking through the castle with nothing but his wand and telescope in his inside robe pockets. He recognized a corridor and hoped that it would lead him to the astronomy tower. He went through a door that led him to about the fifth floor on the grand stair case. He ascended upward to outside of the Gryffindor commonroom, or at least that's what he presumed the portrait was. Finally, he was at the highest point in the castle.

Falcon walked slowly up the stairs to the top floor of the astronomy tower. He saw a boy no older than he already there. He ducked down and pulled out his wand. The stair creaked as he went up one more step. He heard a voice say, 'Who's there?' So, he walked the full way up the stairs, put his wand away and introduced himself. "Falcon Mctavish." He said with a hint of a Scottish accent. "Slytherin house." He walked closer and recognized the boy from some lessons, always front of the class. He looked down at the emblem on his robes. Ravenclaw. The boy obviously had some wit. "And you?" He asked in return. He had just realized something. Though he had the reflex to reach for his wand, he had nothing to hit him with! Was he somehow going to focus him to death? He smirked a bit at that thought and hoped the Ravenclaw wouldn't take it out of context.

Jared noticed a Slytherin boy come up onto the tower, wand out. Great, another Green. That meant trouble. Unless this kid was like Jasper. Or Julian. Both of them were almost nice to the Ravenclaw ickle. Well, it was worth a shot to defend the boy. And besides, from his midnight study sessions, Jared knew a few basic charms. Nothing he could actually use in self defense, but the boy wouldn't know that.

The Slytherin introduced himself as Falcon. Cool name. Not like Jared. Jared is booooorrrrriiiiinnnnnnggggg... Falcon seemed nice enough, but there was the matter of the drawn wand... What was that about? Jared was a mostly harmless Ravenclaw. Or so he wanted people to think.

Truth was, he could cast a nasty knockback jinx when he wanted to. Not that he particularly wanted to right now, but he took out his wand anyways. Just in case he was just another Kiara.

"Hey, mate. I'm Jared Johnson. Ravenclaw, if you might not have guessed."

Jared was wearing The Robe, the special ones, the house revealing ones that changed color and embroidered creature depending on which Hogwarts house you were in/ are in. Jared spun around after his introduction to show the eagle on the back.

"What are you doing up here this early?"

This Ravenclaw, now known as Jared, seemed harmless enough, so Falcon decided to put his wand away. He wasn't planning on using it anyway, but Jared didn't know that. He turned and faced away from Falcon, making him very vulnerable. If Falcon knew some spells...actually, he probably wouldn't do anything unless the Jared was really starting to tick him off, so he put that out of his mind.

Falcon walked closer to look off of the balcony. 'Yep, that's a drop alright' He thought. Falcon heard Jared pip up again, so he turned back to face him quickly. "Just came up here to see the stars, and practice the one spell we've learned this year that doesn't really hurt anybody." Falcon took out his telescope, turned back, and looked up at the sky. "Tulilatum." He said staring through the telescope. "Feel free to stay, I don't really mind company, and if I'm not gonna leave and you aren't gonna leave, we might as well not add fighting out of the dueling chamber to the list of felonies we'll get if we get caught." Falcon gave a smile of content, still not looking back at Jared. Mars was nice tonight.

Jared frowned, thinking. This boy was too haughty for his own good, but at least he didn't want to fight Jared. He knew quite a few Slytherins who would have attempted to murder him just for being up here. Jared pulled back as Falcon went to the telescopes. The focusing spell was nothing too hard, nothing Jared couldn't handle. If the Slytherin needed help, Jared would certainly give it. Even just to have the satisfaction of knowing he was better than a Slytherin.

"If you need help getting the spell right, I can help you out."

Jared hoped Falcon wouldn't take his offer the wrong way. The last thing he wanted this early in the morning was a fight.