Trying to find some peace

Jake was as usual, trying to hide from his friends. They had been laying off him a little more than usual for a while, but now they were back to being on him all the time. What had he done wrong this time? Was what he was thinking. Most times they followed him the way they were today, they had something to blame him for. What was it this time?

He was hiding behind a chair in the common room, when they passed by and he was hoping they didn't see him. He ducked lower behind the chair when they were in front of the chair. He heard them say that he might be at the lake again, and he heard them leave. He looked over the chair and sighed, relieved to see they were actually gone.

He got up from the floor and sat in the chair. He ran his hand through his hair and sghed again. Why were they so clingy? What has he done to get friends like that? He shook his head, wishing things could go back to the way they were before, then they were little. But they would be graduating soon and then he would be able to get away from them.

Maybe.

Alana had been sitting at a table trying to work on homework when a boy entered the common room and hid behind a chair another boy and a girl where behind him. The two seemed to be looking for the one who was hiding. “they friends of your?” Alana asked quietly after they left, “or enemies?” this is one thing she knew well. There were people you where friends with and people you didn’t like. That is the way it would always be in the wizarding world. Every one would always either be fighting or hiding. Well at least until someone found a way to change that.

Jake was thinking about the old days when he was in his first and second years at Hogwarts. He really missed those times, they were much more calmer and quieter. He didn't have those "maniacs' following him all day. He was suddenly brought out of those thoughts when he heard a voice talking to him. He jumped a little, still thinking his friends were in the common room. But instead he found a little, first year, maybe? Talking to him.

"Yeah, they are my friends since we were first years." he said. He calmed down a little after looking around quickly to make sure they weren't there anymore. "I'm Jake, by the way. Jake Collins." He figured he should at least introduce himself, even if he wouldn't be there in just a short while. He didn't want to leave having met someone, and never given them his name.

“They left,” Alana assured him shaking her head. She closed the book and pushed it away from her. “they seemed annoyed or pissed or something.” she said and looked up at him with out an emotion showing on her face, “I’m Alana, Alana Moran.” She put the book in the bag that sat at her feet and pulled out her wand. “Wingardium Leviosa,” she muttered pointing her wand at an unlit candle that had been sitting on the table in front of her. She giggled to her self as it floated into the air before she attempted to place it in the holster once again but she failed. “Darn.” she said and stowed her wand away once again, “I never can put it back where it had been.”