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Rockywizardia · 04-12-2011, 05:43 AM

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Christopher set off down the corridors of the back of the train, wondering where Cass had run off to. He'd felt totally bad about having to blow her off, but he didn't want to wake up his sister. Now that Elyon was up-and-Adam, he'd set off to find Cass, but she wasn't in the front or middle section of the train, so this was the last place he could think of to look for her.

He was just about to head back to his own compartment when he heard a familiar voice. Aha! He turned to a compartment, where he bumped into her in the doorway. "Oh, sorry! I was just looking for you, Elyon just woke up......" He smiled at Cass, but trailed off quickly. Something was wrong. It didn't take a genius to figure it out, and Cass was to brave to care what others thought of her to try and cover up her tears. "Cass..... are you alright?" He hoped he hadn't been his fault she was upset, but he doubted she'd be upset over something as tiny as their brief run in earlier. She was much stronger than that, he could tell. Slytherins would be Slytherins!

Peering around to see if anyone in the cabin could help fill him in on what had just happened, he saw a few familiar faces, though must of the people inside were strangers to him. He smiled at the two boys he recognized, a curious look still on his face. He looked first to an older boy, one he knew was friends with his younger sibling. "Hi Rex, I'm Christopher, Elyon's brother, remember? I'm quite sure you and her are friends."

He turned back to another acquaintance; a dark boy closer to his age, some one to whom he had talked to once before in the dormitory. "Oh hey! It's Levi right?" He grinned, remembering the once-soaking wet Gryffindor. "I'm Christopher James, if you forgot." He stuck out a hand to shake the other boy's, something he always did out of politeness and respect.

Levi watched as Cass hurried towards the door, feeling a little guilty. He had never intended to make her cry and he would have taken back his words if he didn't, sadly, believe they were true. Ever since he had made the mistake of kissing her, she had become rather distant around him. She acted as though they didn't know each other, never mind the fact that he was crushing on her. He could remember quite a few days when he searched for her all over the school but she must have been avoiding him. It was apparent that she hadn't wanted to hang out. He must have embarrassed her.

This was his guesswork but rather than explain to him why the kiss hadn't been a good move, Cass had left him confused and isolated. For days he would replay the scene in his head and wonder what he did wrong. When a couple of people liked each other, weren't they supposed to, eventually, kiss? She could have given him some sort of explanation. Levi never wanted her to feel pressured but it wasn't as though he were a mind-reader. He thought Cass wasn't the type to play games.

Levi stared down at the books in his arms, feeling extremely uncomfortable. It seemed like a good idea to leave the compartment too but he didn't feel like moving. Cass had already left, he assumed to be alone, and it wouldn't have been great to run into her. He kept his eyes fixed on the old textbook, pretending to be engrossed with the title. He had never been a good actor, though.

As a familiar voice, an irritatingly cheerful one to be exact, spoke, the black Gryffindor had to force himself to look up. Christopher James. It was the only Christopher he knew and it had to be the one Cass was talking about. He stared down at the proffered hand, raising a brow. He really, really didn't want to talk to him at this moment but he had no better options. It wasn't like he was a complete snob, either.

"Right," he answered flatly. He practically crushed the other boy's fingers. "How could I forget?"

04-12-2011, 05:43 AM	#289 (permalink)
Rockywizardia Snidget Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Bates Motel Posts: 2,959	Quote: Christopher set off down the corridors of the back of the train, wondering where Cass had run off to. He'd felt totally bad about having to blow her off, but he didn't want to wake up his sister. Now that Elyon was up-and-Adam, he'd set off to find Cass, but she wasn't in the front or middle section of the train, so this was the last place he could think of to look for her. He was just about to head back to his own compartment when he heard a familiar voice. Aha! He turned to a compartment, where he bumped into her in the doorway. "Oh, sorry! I was just looking for you, Elyon just woke up......" He smiled at Cass, but trailed off quickly. Something was wrong. It didn't take a genius to figure it out, and Cass was to brave to care what others thought of her to try and cover up her tears. "Cass..... are you alright?" He hoped he hadn't been his fault she was upset, but he doubted she'd be upset over something as tiny as their brief run in earlier. She was much stronger than that, he could tell. Slytherins would be Slytherins! Peering around to see if anyone in the cabin could help fill him in on what had just happened, he saw a few familiar faces, though must of the people inside were strangers to him. He smiled at the two boys he recognized, a curious look still on his face. He looked first to an older boy, one he knew was friends with his younger sibling. "Hi Rex, I'm Christopher, Elyon's brother, remember? I'm quite sure you and her are friends." He turned back to another acquaintance; a dark boy closer to his age, some one to whom he had talked to once before in the dormitory. "Oh hey! It's Levi right?" He grinned, remembering the once-soaking wet Gryffindor. "I'm Christopher James, if you forgot." He stuck out a hand to shake the other boy's, something he always did out of politeness and respect. Levi watched as Cass hurried towards the door, feeling a little guilty. He had never intended to make her cry and he would have taken back his words if he didn't, sadly, believe they were true. Ever since he had made the mistake of kissing her, she had become rather distant around him. She acted as though they didn't know each other, never mind the fact that he was crushing on her. He could remember quite a few days when he searched for her all over the school but she must have been avoiding him. It was apparent that she hadn't wanted to hang out. He must have embarrassed her. This was his guesswork but rather than explain to him why the kiss hadn't been a good move, Cass had left him confused and isolated. For days he would replay the scene in his head and wonder what he did wrong. When a couple of people liked each other, weren't they supposed to, eventually, kiss? She could have given him some sort of explanation. Levi never wanted her to feel pressured but it wasn't as though he were a mind-reader. He thought Cass wasn't the type to play games. Levi stared down at the books in his arms, feeling extremely uncomfortable. It seemed like a good idea to leave the compartment too but he didn't feel like moving. Cass had already left, he assumed to be alone, and it wouldn't have been great to run into her. He kept his eyes fixed on the old textbook, pretending to be engrossed with the title. He had never been a good actor, though. As a familiar voice, an irritatingly cheerful one to be exact, spoke, the black Gryffindor had to force himself to look up. Christopher James. It was the only Christopher he knew and it had to be the one Cass was talking about. He stared down at the proffered hand, raising a brow. He really, really didn't want to talk to him at this moment but he had no better options. It wasn't like he was a complete snob, either. "Right," he answered flatly. He practically crushed the other boy's fingers. "How could I forget?"