Orion stood on his broomstick, hovering above the Quidditch pitch, a balancing excercise that he often used to clear his mind that he employed with the Quidditch team he led as captain. He opened his eyes feeling someone approach him and saw one of his housemates. People often came to him seeking advice.

The enigmatic wizard turned his brown eyes to you. You weren't someone he recognized so he considered you might be a new student, he didnt know everyone in the house you both shared.

"Greetings, my friend."