(Harry Potter Universe) Softly muttering to himself, a squatted young boy was looking at the muddy ground in front of him. His eyes squeezed into slits, he concentrated hard. He put his little hands in the earth, and smiled quietly when images popped up in his head. He still wasn’t sure what his final destination would be, but now he had more of a clue as to where to go.
“Ruman?”
He ignored the maid’s calling in the distance, and continued his search. He had no time for whatever she needed him for right now. He had found some interesting tracks leading into the woods, and he wanted to find their owner before it fell dark.
“Ruman!”