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*Holmesian Feline* · 12-30-2010, 08:33 PM

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Originally Posted by aussiegirl

Injuries were nothing new to Mia, although she seemed to manage not hurt herself seriously. Just little bumps and scrapes. The most harm she had caused herself had been last term when she had had punched Nik in the arm and bruised her hand. "Yeah I don't think the healer would be too impressed."

Pffft...the healer she couldn't seem to look at without getting jealous.

"Oh you too." She said as she followed him inside the compartment and taking a seat, not even thinking that she hadn't exactly been invited. "I have been thinking...no correction...make that stressing about this term. I have to take my OWL's this year." She added with a somewhat nervous voice.

But that nervousness soon disappeard when the guy introduced himself and she gave him a smile. "Nice to meet you Simon. I'm Mia." She leaned back in the seat and noticed the broom up overhead. "Quidditch player huh?"

Simon nodded absently at her rhetoric question to confirm, listening to her story and finding out by her own admission what year she was in. "Ah yes the dreaded OWL's..." he mused thinking back to the tests he had taken himself at the end of last term. “Believe me…while it’s true they are a bit harder than the ordinary finals from years past, they aren’t all that bad or too hard,” the boy tried to assure her when he noticed the slightly nervous tone in her voice.

“Nice to meet you too Mia", Simon replied before tilting his head curious as to her question. His companion seeming pretty sure of it yet he knew he didn’t give off the usual air of a quidditch player especially when around books and he hadn’t pined his captain’s badge onto his school uniform so he had no clue as to why. However as he followed her gaze upward he soon found out feeling inwardly sheepish he forgot the broom’s presence stood out as proof.

“Off and on most years though a certainty this term,” he answered, a hand unconsciously moving to the back of his neck. “Seeing as I was asked to be captain,” he added a little quieter than his usual volume.

12-30-2010, 08:33 PM	#243 (permalink)
Holmesian Feline Chimaera Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Baker Street Posts: 30,245 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcus Briody Cole Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Nadia Atreyu-Rehman Gryffindor Seventh Year x8 x8	Toothless - Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror - DoctorDonna Quote: Originally Posted by aussiegirl Injuries were nothing new to Mia, although she seemed to manage not hurt herself seriously. Just little bumps and scrapes. The most harm she had caused herself had been last term when she had had punched Nik in the arm and bruised her hand. "Yeah I don't think the healer would be too impressed." Pffft...the healer she couldn't seem to look at without getting jealous. "Oh you too." She said as she followed him inside the compartment and taking a seat, not even thinking that she hadn't exactly been invited. "I have been thinking...no correction...make that stressing about this term. I have to take my OWL's this year." She added with a somewhat nervous voice. But that nervousness soon disappeard when the guy introduced himself and she gave him a smile. "Nice to meet you Simon. I'm Mia." She leaned back in the seat and noticed the broom up overhead. "Quidditch player huh?" Simon nodded absently at her rhetoric question to confirm, listening to her story and finding out by her own admission what year she was in. "Ah yes the dreaded OWL's..." he mused thinking back to the tests he had taken himself at the end of last term. “Believe me…while it’s true they are a bit harder than the ordinary finals from years past, they aren’t all that bad or too hard,” the boy tried to assure her when he noticed the slightly nervous tone in her voice. “Nice to meet you too Mia", Simon replied before tilting his head curious as to her question. His companion seeming pretty sure of it yet he knew he didn’t give off the usual air of a quidditch player especially when around books and he hadn’t pined his captain’s badge onto his school uniform so he had no clue as to why. However as he followed her gaze upward he soon found out feeling inwardly sheepish he forgot the broom’s presence stood out as proof. “Off and on most years though a certainty this term,” he answered, a hand unconsciously moving to the back of his neck. “Seeing as I was asked to be captain,” he added a little quieter than his usual volume. __________________