I heard some boys talking about how there was going to be a special halfblood ariving today so I figured I'd go and check him out. I arived at the hill just in time. As I reached the top I saw a figure emerging from the mist that shrouded the land around camp. I drew in a quick breath. He was stunningly handosom and grining in a cheerful way that seemed to light up his whole face. I felt a sudden urge to like this boy, to help him. I rushed forward, determined to be helpful. "Hello, do you need any help. I know it can be scary ariving at camp. I'm Xavier by the way. I only arrived last month but it feels like ages. Anything you need just ask me." I stuttered madly, the words tripping over themselves to leave my mouth.