Lorc had apparently vanished into thin air. Or Lysander just couldn't find him. Which was equally possible. Probably more possible. But this was a magical school, and maybe people did just vanish into thin air. But he'd checked all the usual places, and hadn't seen him. So grumpily headed off outside. Maybe he was outside. Or maybe outside would make him feel better.
He didn't like spending so much time away from him. He wasn't used to it. They'd spent time away from each other before, when one had gone with one parent and one with the other. But it hadn't been like this. This was different, and he did not like it. Not one bit.
Getting part way down the grounds, he gave a huff and flopped down into the grass. That was enough walking. There had been seven flights of stairs to get down to the bottom, and then he'd gone hunting for his twin, and then... Too much walking. Maybe he'd be able to find his twin again when he went back inside. He started pulling at the grass.
Liora didn't like change and likely never would. While she was able to contain herself during studies and classes-- she'd waited a long time to come to school, she was paying attention-- there's still a lonely feeling in the dorms. Of course, she tried to sneak over to the Gryffindor table enough to eat-- but, well, it wasn't the same. And she wasn't very good at making friends.
At least she thinks she isn't.
Even if she is disgruntled, Eli's gotten into the strange habit of proclaiming she's gross because she's a girl. To which she merely rolled her eyes and went about her business-- After all, you didn't see her complaining that he was a boy. Maybe in some ways her brother's behavior made it easier because as much as she wants to seek him out he's being snooty anyway.
Right now was one such time and thus she was going outside to read by the lake. Her satchel thumping against her hip as she made half skips across the lawn-- Stopping only when she sees the familiar form of one of the Scamander boys in the lawn. Frowning, she comes to a halt, before folding her arms across her chest.
Maybe if he just went to live in the Hufflepuff common room anyway, then they would just let him be. That could work, right? Probably not. But maybe he could just keep spending time in there anyway. He kept moodily picking at the grass. He'd been so excited for Hogwarts, and now he just didn't really want to be here. Where was the fun in it if he didn't get to share all of it with his favourite person in the world? What was the point?
Seeing someone stopping before him, and the voice, he glanced up. Oh it was Liora. He dropped the pieces of grass that were in his hands, and shrugged his shoulders, moving so that he was sitting up, rather than just lying in the grass. "Nothing, really." It wasnt really harming it that much. There was an awful lot of grass, it would be okay. "How are you going, Liora?" he asked her. She and Eli had been split into the same houses as they had. Maybe they could just swap with each other.