Just call me Kade though; because too many people can't say my goddamned last name. It's not even that hard really. Pronounced the same way it's spelled, ‘Ahhk-urr-leee.’. I can't tell you how many times those advertising people call me on the phone and ask for something that sounds like that skin disease or breed of dog, then I find out they were talking about me. I think they purposely find ways to twist names to such an extent that you can't even recognize it. I mean really. How hard is it? Ackerley. It's really quite simple. Though they come up with gems like ‘Ache-ley' and ‘Uckerlay'.
Wait.
I'm babbling. 
Anyways.

I like thinking for myself on some things, but other things I'll leave up to you.
Example:

Life decisions; Me.

What to do on Tuesday; You.

Get it? Good. Great. Fantastic.
You're fantastic.

I'm a Ravenclaw, I'm in my Seventh year. Just for the record, being in Ravenclaw DOES NOT make you a bookworm. So please, let's not judge.

I have five o'clock shadow all day everyday ever since 4th year. That was a very traumatizing year for me. How would you like to be 14 and have a beard? But now I've grown to appreciate my plethora of sexy stubble, as have those of the female persuasion that attend our lovely Hogwarts.

My favorite hobby is photography. Don't laugh. Yeah, so if you see me taking pictures of you, don't send the dementors after me, alright? It just means your pretty, or the sunlight was hitting your cheek just right, or then the way your hair swayed in the wind attracted my creative instinct- ack.

I'm getting off topic yet again.
 In a short, if I take a picture of you, it means I think you're pretty. If I take a lot of you; well... I could like you.

When I fall, I fall hard, so don't break my heart, and I won't break yours.

Promise.

Speak.

-Kade.