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sweetpinkpixie · 06-02-2011, 06:45 AM

SPOILER!!: Hufflepuffs are good finders *nods* then Dumbledore says "What the hell is a Hufflepuff" *nods* GO WATCH THE MUSICALS! NOW!

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

Okay. Kurumi was definitely blushing now. Perhaps he ought to look away, yes? Yes. He did it. He looked away with a small smile on his face. A smile that meant nothing, other than the fact that it was there from the start.

Then she mentioned Aslan and he HAD to look at her. "I...wasn't aware of that," he said, adding a chuckle at the end, "But, yes, maybe," that kind of made sense if it was true. And it could be true, except the most famous Hufflepuffs had only found death in the end. Er, that could be a good find, though, depending on the death.

Treyen shook his head, as if to shake that thought away, and then he nodded. Yes, Lafay was a good Professor, there was no denying that. He maaaay be a bit talented in Potions, just like his sister, but he was sure that Lafay had a lot to do with it. In his case, anyway, not Kaika's. WAIT. "You were there...," he started to say, eyes widening ever so slowly at the realization of this, "...you were there in front of the class, like I was," but he could only remember Ivy from the people sharing the spotlight that day, "I got my jaw bone removed," he said, leaning into the chair and taking his hand to his jaw, "That was a bit frightening," and he was NOT a first year back then. He'd been a third year. No wonder she was terrified of Lafay.

As soon as she mentioned asking for a potion, Treyen shook his head, "I have no idea what you must be going through, Kurumi, but...I think it's best if you try to control it on your own," yes, Lafay was super extra gifted in Potions, but...he still believed in dealing with magic without many things getting involved.

Side effects happen.

"That's my opinion, though," he nodded. She was free to do as she wished. Of course.

WHAAAAAAAT? No more searching for news? Well, Treyen was still browsing through the newspaper, and some of the news were kind of amusing. Not to mention the hair styles of over 20 years ago.

What was Kurumi talking about? It was rather amusing to see her trying to come up with nice things to say about arm chairs and such. Yes, Treyen would make a very pretty and comfortable arm chair, but he'd been joking all along...and...the holding of the hand thing...was probably not a good idea. Look how Kurumi was reacting to that. Yes, he kind of figured that his hand had something to do with it.

Her hand was so soft at touch, though. But he had the feeling that he should kept quiet about it, and mention NOTHING about her hand. Also, if possible, never hold it again.

Plus, he knew there was something wrong because she said nothing of Quidditch. Not even 'Thanks', and that wasn't like Kurumi.

But...was he asking? Probably not. Maybe.

Er, okay, NO. Because she decided to say that she did want him on her chair. And he'd been kidding all along. He was about to say something about it, when...yes, this was completely awkward and he couldn't look at Kurumi. The chair wasn't that small, really, but she managed to...kind of seat ON him, instead of the chair...and...OH MY GILDEROY! WHY WAS KURUMI RESTING HER HEAD ON HIS SHOULDER?! Not that he minded, actually, but his widened eyes suggested that it was not precisely appropriate, unless, of course, Kurumi happened to be Ellie.

But the Gryffindor girl sort of figured the same thing because she returned back to her spot almost instantly.

And he was speechless. He may have blinked too many times before he could turn his face back to Kurumi. "Numbers?" weren't they discussing his father on the Daily Prophet?! "Er, I don't know...maybe number 3, my Life Path number," he said, with a small smile.

"Yours?" Treyen should probably change to the nearest possible chair right about now, no?

But as he thought on what had happened BEFORE numbers returned to the conversation...two things came to mind. One, either Kurumi had a crush on him, which will be completely adorable on her part, or TWO, she was still unsure about Quidditch.

IT HAD TO BE THE SECOND ONE, of course. "You know, Kurumi, you made the team for a reason, I wouldn't worry much if I were you," he said, and added a wink.

Miranda was the one who'd told him something like that in his second year, right?

Kurumi knew that she needed to get her head back on straight before she did or said something that she knew she was going to regret – not that she hadn’t already done some of that.

Wanting very much to crawl under the chair they were sitting in, Kurumi threw the hood of her robes over her head and finally managed to stop flailing around like a monkey after a banana.

Calming down now, Kurumi was able to look Treyen in the face. “I-I-I remember!” she chirped scooting just a little bit further away. It seemed like he was just as awkward and uncomfortable with what had just happened. She wondered what color hair Treyen’s would turn if he were a metamorphagus in this situation…but she couldn’t help but hope that it was a shade of pink. “W-W-Well, I remember thinking that it would be a shame if the Bone Regeneration Potion you drank didn’t work properly and you were never able to smile again.” Nope, not going to blush this time. Well, maybe just a little, but her cheeks were already so red that it probably wasn’t noticeable.

The nervous smile on her face faded into a genuine one. “I suppose you are right…at least…father shares the same opinion as you,” she nodded as she tugged on the edges of her hood a bit more. “I just…I dunno…maybe I just don’t have the strength it takes to control it properly. Father is a fantastic wizard.” And he was seeming even more so by the minute in her research in a strange way. “He can perform magic without even saying a word and, not all the time, but I did catch him doing it once, I think I saw him performing wandless magic.” Then again, her father was so fluid in his wand movements that he may have had it back in his holster before she even noticed it was out.

Glad for the temporary distraction, Kurumi did notice the look in Treyen’s eyes after she had accidently turned him into Santa Clause. There was no denying it, it hurt her little cookie loving heart that he looked…uncomfortable…

Frowning a bit, Kurumi turned her gaze away and looked at the floor. She only looked back at him when he began speaking about numbers. Good. Numbers were sturdy and nothing could come out of them that would be embarrassing…until Treyen mentioned three as being his Life Path number.

“I should have guessed that you were a 3,” she giggled. “I’m afraid that my Life Path Number doesn’t reflect me very well. I don’t consider myself to be much of a boss nor have natural power.” She paused for a moment as she reflected on what the numbers meant. “Do you think you will do something relating to anything artistic? They do say that those with Life Path Numbers of 3 ought to pursue careers in writing, speaking, designing, illustrating, dancing, and so on.” And if he did, she would probably end up being one of his biggest fans. “I’ve always liked the number 11…I am not really sure why. There is something about it being two numbers representing a single unit, but making up something so much more…” She wasn’t sure that made any sense. She was more speaking without thinking things through than anything.

06-02-2011, 06:45 AM	#217 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,056 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	I think...I totally messed with the timeline of events xD oh wellz astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf SPOILER!!: Hufflepuffs are good finders nods* then Dumbledore says "What the hell is a Hufflepuff" nods GO WATCH THE MUSICALS! NOW!* Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian Okay. Kurumi was definitely blushing now. Perhaps he ought to look away, yes? Yes. He did it. He looked away with a small smile on his face. A smile that meant nothing, other than the fact that it was there from the start. Then she mentioned Aslan and he HAD to look at her. "I...wasn't aware of that," he said, adding a chuckle at the end, "But, yes, maybe," that kind of made sense if it was true. And it could be true, except the most famous Hufflepuffs had only found death in the end. Er, that could be a good find, though, depending on the death. Treyen shook his head, as if to shake that thought away, and then he nodded. Yes, Lafay was a good Professor, there was no denying that. He maaaay be a bit talented in Potions, just like his sister, but he was sure that Lafay had a lot to do with it. In his case, anyway, not Kaika's. WAIT. "You were there...," he started to say, eyes widening ever so slowly at the realization of this, "...you were there in front of the class, like I was," but he could only remember Ivy from the people sharing the spotlight that day, "I got my jaw bone removed," he said, leaning into the chair and taking his hand to his jaw, "That was a bit frightening," and he was NOT a first year back then. He'd been a third year. No wonder she was terrified of Lafay. As soon as she mentioned asking for a potion, Treyen shook his head, "I have no idea what you must be going through, Kurumi, but...I think it's best if you try to control it on your own," yes, Lafay was super extra gifted in Potions, but...he still believed in dealing with magic without many things getting involved. Side effects happen. "That's my opinion, though," he nodded. She was free to do as she wished. Of course. WHAAAAAAAT? No more searching for news? Well, Treyen was still browsing through the newspaper, and some of the news were kind of amusing. Not to mention the hair styles of over 20 years ago. What was Kurumi talking about? It was rather amusing to see her trying to come up with nice things to say about arm chairs and such. Yes, Treyen would make a very pretty and comfortable arm chair, but he'd been joking all along...and...the holding of the hand thing...was probably not a good idea. Look how Kurumi was reacting to that. Yes, he kind of figured that his hand had something to do with it. Her hand was so soft at touch, though. But he had the feeling that he should kept quiet about it, and mention NOTHING about her hand. Also, if possible, never hold it again. Plus, he knew there was something wrong because she said nothing of Quidditch. Not even 'Thanks', and that wasn't like Kurumi. But...was he asking? Probably not. Maybe. Er, okay, NO. Because she decided to say that she did want him on her chair. And he'd been kidding all along. He was about to say something about it, when...yes, this was completely awkward and he couldn't look at Kurumi. The chair wasn't that small, really, but she managed to...kind of seat ON him, instead of the chair...and...OH MY GILDEROY! WHY WAS KURUMI RESTING HER HEAD ON HIS SHOULDER?! Not that he minded, actually, but his widened eyes suggested that it was not precisely appropriate, unless, of course, Kurumi happened to be Ellie. But the Gryffindor girl sort of figured the same thing because she returned back to her spot almost instantly. And he was speechless. He may have blinked too many times before he could turn his face back to Kurumi. "Numbers?" weren't they discussing his father on the Daily Prophet?! "Er, I don't know...maybe number 3, my Life Path number," he said, with a small smile. "Yours?" Treyen should probably change to the nearest possible chair right about now, no? But as he thought on what had happened BEFORE numbers returned to the conversation...two things came to mind. One, either Kurumi had a crush on him, which will be completely adorable on her part, or TWO, she was still unsure about Quidditch. IT HAD TO BE THE SECOND ONE, of course. "You know, Kurumi, you made the team for a reason, I wouldn't worry much if I were you," he said, and added a wink. Miranda was the one who'd told him something like that in his second year, right? Kurumi knew that she needed to get her head back on straight before she did or said something that she knew she was going to regret – not that she hadn’t already done some of that. Wanting very much to crawl under the chair they were sitting in, Kurumi threw the hood of her robes over her head and finally managed to stop flailing around like a monkey after a banana. Calming down now, Kurumi was able to look Treyen in the face. “I-I-I remember!” she chirped scooting just a little bit further away. It seemed like he was just as awkward and uncomfortable with what had just happened. She wondered what color hair Treyen’s would turn if he were a metamorphagus in this situation…but she couldn’t help but hope that it was a shade of pink. “W-W-Well, I remember thinking that it would be a shame if the Bone Regeneration Potion you drank didn’t work properly and you were never able to smile again.” Nope, not going to blush this time. Well, maybe just a little, but her cheeks were already so red that it probably wasn’t noticeable. The nervous smile on her face faded into a genuine one. “I suppose you are right…at least…father shares the same opinion as you,” she nodded as she tugged on the edges of her hood a bit more. “I just…I dunno…maybe I just don’t have the strength it takes to control it properly. Father is a fantastic wizard.” And he was seeming even more so by the minute in her research in a strange way. “He can perform magic without even saying a word and, not all the time, but I did catch him doing it once, I think I saw him performing wandless magic.” Then again, her father was so fluid in his wand movements that he may have had it back in his holster before she even noticed it was out. Glad for the temporary distraction, Kurumi did notice the look in Treyen’s eyes after she had accidently turned him into Santa Clause. There was no denying it, it hurt her little cookie loving heart that he looked…uncomfortable… Frowning a bit, Kurumi turned her gaze away and looked at the floor. She only looked back at him when he began speaking about numbers. Good. Numbers were sturdy and nothing could come out of them that would be embarrassing…until Treyen mentioned three as being his Life Path number. “I should have guessed that you were a 3,” she giggled. “I’m afraid that my Life Path Number doesn’t reflect me very well. I don’t consider myself to be much of a boss nor have natural power.” She paused for a moment as she reflected on what the numbers meant. “Do you think you will do something relating to anything artistic? They do say that those with Life Path Numbers of 3 ought to pursue careers in writing, speaking, designing, illustrating, dancing, and so on.” And if he did, she would probably end up being one of his biggest fans. “I’ve always liked the number 11…I am not really sure why. There is something about it being two numbers representing a single unit, but making up something so much more…” She wasn’t sure that made any sense. She was more speaking without thinking things through than anything. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like