"Oh, fuck off with it. Not like you can't smoke in a room with a few charms either, twat. Maybe I just wanted to be outside?" He grumbled, glaring not at Avery but at everything about him. What did it matter where he was?

"Besides, you'd not get to harass me if I was in the dorm. Shouldn't you be counting your blessings?"

And if Avery had commented on his clothing, Leon would have scoffed more. Honestly, there wasn't anything wrong with it. Not in his opinion. But then again, he rarely cared about what he looked like.

"Eh?" He raised a brow, curious as to where the question had come from. He'd never made it a secret, and he'd more than told a few people around campus about his mum's family. "So? What of it? Most pure bloods have some sort of dark past somewhere."