July 6th, 1894 — High Street, Hogsmeade

Lonzo had strolled through the bustling streets of High Street in Hogsmeade, taking in the sights and sounds he had seen and heard. The sun's light shined on him, casting a warm and welcoming glow as it pierced his skin and over the colorful buildings, crowds, and shopkeepers.

However, Lonzo couldn't help but let curiosity strike as he walked; whispers and chatter had made their way through the bustling crowds and townsfolk. Of course, it could've been baseless rumors, which he paid no mind to. He was just a normal human like everyone else and just wanted to enjoy the perks of a nice afternoon stroll.

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As he left the tailors, Feiyu paused to adjust his sleeve. For one wild moment he thought he might have put his shirt back on inside-out... but no, thankfully his fine garments were quite as they should be.

But in this moment of pause, the fey young man noticed there was a lot of chatter going on among the many folks walking the High Street this afternoon. Feiyu caught the attention of a passing tall gentleman — "is there some secret I'm not privy to?" he theorised with the stranger, curiosity piqued.

  

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Lonzo turned around as he heard a voice that trailed behind him. His eyes narrowed as the stranger asked him a question. Before answering, Lonzo shook his head slightly.

"I don't know," he started. Lonzo took a brief pause for a moment before continuing with the conversation. "I don't think there's any one 'secret' that only certain people such as yourself should know. I know that Hogsmeade is a place that can be rather large or decent in size, and I do not doubt that everyone is always willing to lend a helping hand should they choose to do so."

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Feiyu Yao

  

Despite the innocuous and conversational nature of Feiyu's words, the other seemed quite suspicious. Disapproving, even. This caused the youth's attention to move from the streets to this strange man. "What do you mean?" he asked. Feiyu had simply noticed that people seemed to be gossiping — but this gentleman was talking about the size of the town, and a helping hand. Feiyu did not understand the connection.

  

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Lonzo's eyes continued to narrow as he considered the stranger's question. It was obvious that the question caught him a little off-guard, so he wanted to choose his words carefully. "What do I mean?" he repeated, his mind racing against time a bit.

As stated before, Lonzo wanted to choose his words wisely, and within good reason. "I suppose I meant that folks such as myself can be of help," he said finally, his answer is as straightforward as it can be. "I do not doubt that people like me would always be happy to lend a helping hand if and when someone needs it."

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Feiyu Yao

  

Feiyu let silence linger a moment, trying to figure out what the man was saying. Some people were whispering nearby, so Feiyu had wondered aloud if they had a secret. At which point this gentleman had started making comments about a helping hand. What had Feiyu missed...?

He remained unsure, and gave up trying to figure it out. Perhaps it was simply some English thing, lost in translation.

"I'm sure you're perfectly helpful", he obliged. "My name is Feiyu Yao", he decided to introduce myself. "Do you work here at the tailors?" He gestured briefly to the building he'd just left. He didn't know the place well, as he got most of his garments imported from Tianjin. So perhaps this fellow worked there, hence his comment about helping.

  

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Lonzo's face flushed. It was obvious that he may have sounded awkward, so he wanted to try and make this less awkward than it probably was. He heard the stranger introduce themselves as Feiyu Yao.

As stated before, Lonzo wanted to make this conversation alright, and within good reason. "Nice to meet your Mr. Yao," he said finally, his answer is as straightforward as it can be. "I’m Lonzo Tabiner. I don't work for the tailors as I currently take part in Quidditch team, but I stop here from time to time.”

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Feiyu Yao

  

The earliest words of their acquaintanceship had been pretty interesting, with potential to lapse into small-talk. But now things were getting curious again. This fellow had plenty about him to be curious about. Tabiner was a Quidditch player? "That must be enjoyable", Feiyu chirped. "Have you had any eventful games lately?"

  

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