It's Time

[gizmoe]

[ Cell phone. Mobile. Whatever you call them doesn't really matter because it's not something to expect in Hogwarts of all places. Yet Gareki's fingers fly across the small on-screen keyboard of his. Which works, despite technology being a foreign concept to the general populace of the Wizarding world, who still rely on methods of communication developed in what felt like the stone age.

Gareki's leaned against a wall in the courtyard, allowing the crisp October breeze blow through his hair. There's a small box beside him, resting on a low ledge, and he looks nonchalant but there's something about the way he allows the volume of the buttons to pierce the quiet between the shuffle of other students feet on the ground and over the murmur of chatter.

It's obvious he wants attention, probably for the first time in his school career. It's obvious he wants someone to ask him what he's doing or how he got his phone to work.

So c'mon. Give him what he wants. ]