Not that he would, Raz would probably just end up going exactly where he usually did. Tiredly, he rubbed at his eyes and let his feet go where they wanted, wandering through the halls until he found himself in the courtyard which was.... good enough. His sister would probably tell him to get more sun anyways, even if the glare hurt his eyes so he trudged foward while staring at the ground.
Most kids should be happy to go to a magical school with moving paintings and hidden rooms but magic had never been a special thing to Raz. He grew up in a magical home anyways, the stairs never disappeared but his parents had thoroughly disenchanted magic from the very beginning. A part of him wondered if it would've been more wonderous if he was a muggle born but he could never give up the convenience of magic. And anyways, it was pointless to think about if it couldn't happen.
He yawned and looked up at the sky, shading his eyes with a hand. It wasn't so bad, maybe, the sun was out, the birds were flying, that bird was flying towards him.... Wait. That wasn't- He yelped and darted to the side, narrowly dodging the crow speeding towards him. A crow? From where?? Wide eyed, he tracked the bird as it swooped around and perched itself on another boy's shoulder. Did someone else have a crow for a pet? He was aware Professor Anderson kept a raven around, he supposed it wasn't out of question. [Was it a raven or a crow? Were they that different to begin with? ...Did it really matter?]
His eyes snapped back to the boy when he started talking, half expecting an apology... okay, mostly expecting an apology. "Uh... I guess it's okay??" he said after a pause. It wasn't really even the first time he almost crashed into a bird, his owl insisted on smacking him in the face with feathers at least once a day anyways and at least the crow didn't actually hit him. It was like... an improvement kinda.
"Is it yours?" Raz asked, gesturing up at the flying crow, curiosity getting the better of him. He supposed he was looking for something to do, this was... something?