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Lockhartian · 11-25-2011, 03:46 AM

Text Cut: man, that was long >_<

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Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu

Hearing the book close reminded Ellie that they did have a purpose of being out here. That there was a reason she had subjected herself to this conversation. They were supposed to study. It had been planned long before this Quidditch match and perhaps the one before. Yet, studying had been pushed to the back of her mind.

Nod. "Easily could have cracked a rib or something, though." Treyen was going to hate himself for saying that because Ellie could easily turn it around to back herself up. And she was going to. "You could have been unseated and fallen. You could have hit your head on the side of the hoop. Or your leg, and snapped it. Or a multitude of things. It could have been worse, right? And that's why you get to act as if it was nothing." Yes, she was comparing it to her mere minutes of unconsciousness as opposed to the hours or days that it could have been. That she was knocked from her broom under the stands, close to ground level, rather than fifty feet in the air. That it was only a support beam, and not a speeding iron bludger. "I'm not saying that I didn't get hurt, I'm saying that I'm not hurt. Still. I'm okay."

Amazing, it was, the things Treyen smiled about. And always in circumstances where Ellie felt there was nothing to smile about. Yet, in all her confusion, she couldn't help smile too. His smiles did that more often than not. "After Hogwarts," she confirmed, nodding.

Ohhh, Quidditch. That was why he was smiling? The same reason they were arguing caused him to smile? She will never understand him. Ellie shrugged, "More or less." She knew that was what she was going to do when she finally left this school, but the 'chosen' part, she wasn't very sure of. Don't get her wrong, she loved Quidditch, and couldn't wait to be playing for real, but it almost felt as if that was what she was stuck doing. She apparently had no other interests, and she'd never get the OWLs to pursue them if she did. Especially if they weren't going to study. Her eyes drifted to the book for a second. Quidditch was all she could do.

Aaron? "World Cup Aaron?" Who knew, maybe Treyen knew five different Aarons. "Where does he go, if not Hogwarts?" Actually, Ellie would very much like to meet this Aaron. He seemed mysterious, though that was possibly only because she didn't know very much about him. Other than he clearly liked Quidditch enough to go to the World Cup. She wasn't even sure if she knew how Treyen knew him.

But that hardly mattered at the moment.

'If we're still together'. Ouch. When she said that, Ellie didn't think much of the technicalities of her sentence. An odd feeling of panic raced through her. Ellie was too here and now to even think of the implications of talk about life after Hogwarts. It was just something that was there. She didn't think about things changing between now and then. Which was funny, as change was the sole reason she hated thinking about the future. Maybe after Hogwarts still just seemed too far away in her mind, that she still didn't understand the real-ness of it. That it was actually going to happen. Almost like when you're five and people talk about getting married. Sure, you can think about it, but you don't actually think of it happening.

Anyway, what had he said? Accepting the injuries. Right. "I think it's something you should start accepting now. Or try to." Because really, it was unavoidable.

Treyen's question totally caught her off guard. Her heart skipped a beat. There was a moment where it seemed her brain had shut off, followed by a tidal wave of smart, snarky, witty, and stupid answers. Outside, Ellie chewed on her lip. It may have only been a couple of seconds before she spoke, but it felt quite long to her. "I could ask you the same thing, you know," she said. "Almost have, actually. On multiple occasions." Truth. "But then I thought that it might be a bit unfair. That I just...shouldn't think about it and be grateful and happy that I am with you. And I am."

She eyed his hand and chewed her lip a bit more. "The simple answer is that I like you. A lot. For many reasons. But you already know that." Right? He should at least. He really, really should.

The simple answer was all he was getting.

There it was. The moment where she turned this around. He knew he shouldn't have said what he did, but she was failing to see his point. He, on the other hand, completely understood what she meant. Treyen nodded once, "I get it, you're right about that." Yes, whatever, they could have both end up far worse than they did, he got it...but..., "I got to act as if it was nothing, because it was nothing." THAT was rather simple, it had been nothing yet it mattered no more. Why were they still bringing it up? This wasn't about him. Frankly, it wasn't about her either, he'd lost track of what he'd meant in the first place.

Perhaps it was her attitude towards it what he'd been most upset about...and himself, for being a complete idiot.

A nod came to his head when she spoke again. She was okay, and he was okay, then why couldn't he just let it go already? He should, and he will. That's why he only nodded. No further comments were made.

The smile on her face was always a plus he loved to see, and one he had missed since he saw her today, a few minutes ago anyway. Another question came to mind after she stated 'More or less', "What does that mean?" he was curious, therefore his expression wasn't one of concern anymore, "You made your choice, didn't you?" Unless someone had made a decision for herself...but that didn't sound like her.

A small, very small, laugh left his lips when 'World Cup Aaron' was mentioned. "Yes, the same Aaron," the only Aaron he knew well...actually, the only Aaron he knew at all, the one that will rule the World one day, yes? That was highly unlikely now, truth be told, but he could rule the World Cup eventually. "He came to Hogwarts with us for our first year before leaving to Luxembourg. Luxembourg Quidditch Academy to be more specific." Nod. And Luxembourg he'd visited with Aaron that same summer they spent together. Without Arya.

Treyen knew that. The injuries stuff. He knew he was bound to do so, but he refused to accept the fact that it was something out of his control. "I know." As far as wanting to do so...well, that was slightly different. But he'll try, he had no other choice.

The lip-biting begun, and he...didn't want to hear what she had to say. He'd rather not have asked what he did, because he was almost too certain that she was going to say something along the lines of 'I don't know' or 'I shouldn't be with you' or the like, but if she'd been surprised by his question, then he was even more surprised by her answer.

Delusional, she was, for having considered asking him the same...and after hearing what she had to say...he...shouldn't have asked anything. He looked away, slightly ashamed, she was giving him reasons of why she never voiced that thought and it didn't matter that he thought he was the luckiest boy ever since she'd set her eyes on him, it didn't matter, because contrary to Ellie...he had asked.

His gaze did return to her when she spoke again, the smile still on his face.

Treyen got as closer to her as possible, they were still going to study, no? Only difference was that he got as close as possible so he could lean forward to kiss her.

And the Herbology book? Yeah, it was still in his possession.

11-25-2011, 03:46 AM	#872 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,978 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Text Cut: man, that was long >_< Quote: Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Hearing the book close reminded Ellie that they did have a purpose of being out here. That there was a reason she had subjected herself to this conversation. They were supposed to study. It had been planned long before this Quidditch match and perhaps the one before. Yet, studying had been pushed to the back of her mind. Nod. "Easily could have cracked a rib or something, though." Treyen was going to hate himself for saying that because Ellie could easily turn it around to back herself up. And she was going to. "You could have been unseated and fallen. You could have hit your head on the side of the hoop. Or your leg, and snapped it. Or a multitude of things. It could have been worse, right? And that's why you get to act as if it was nothing." Yes, she was comparing it to her mere minutes of unconsciousness as opposed to the hours or days that it could have been. That she was knocked from her broom under the stands, close to ground level, rather than fifty feet in the air. That it was only a support beam, and not a speeding iron bludger. "I'm not saying that I didn't get hurt, I'm saying that I'm not hurt. Still. I'm okay." Amazing, it was, the things Treyen smiled about. And always in circumstances where Ellie felt there was nothing to smile about. Yet, in all her confusion, she couldn't help smile too. His smiles did that more often than not. "After Hogwarts," she confirmed, nodding. Ohhh, Quidditch. That was why he was smiling? The same reason they were arguing caused him to smile? She will never understand him. Ellie shrugged, "More or less." She knew that was what she was going to do when she finally left this school, but the 'chosen' part, she wasn't very sure of. Don't get her wrong, she loved Quidditch, and couldn't wait to be playing for real, but it almost felt as if that was what she was stuck doing. She apparently had no other interests, and she'd never get the OWLs to pursue them if she did. Especially if they weren't going to study. Her eyes drifted to the book for a second. Quidditch was all she could do. Aaron? "World Cup Aaron?" Who knew, maybe Treyen knew five different Aarons. "Where does he go, if not Hogwarts?" Actually, Ellie would very much like to meet this Aaron. He seemed mysterious, though that was possibly only because she didn't know very much about him. Other than he clearly liked Quidditch enough to go to the World Cup. She wasn't even sure if she knew how Treyen knew him. But that hardly mattered at the moment. 'If we're still together'. Ouch. When she said that, Ellie didn't think much of the technicalities of her sentence. An odd feeling of panic raced through her. Ellie was too here and now to even think of the implications of talk about life after Hogwarts. It was just something that was there. She didn't think about things changing between now and then. Which was funny, as change was the sole reason she hated thinking about the future. Maybe after Hogwarts still just seemed too far away in her mind, that she still didn't understand the real-ness of it. That it was actually going to happen. Almost like when you're five and people talk about getting married. Sure, you can think about it, but you don't actually think of it happening. Anyway, what had he said? Accepting the injuries. Right. "I think it's something you should start accepting now. Or try to." Because really, it was unavoidable. Treyen's question totally caught her off guard. Her heart skipped a beat. There was a moment where it seemed her brain had shut off, followed by a tidal wave of smart, snarky, witty, and stupid answers. Outside, Ellie chewed on her lip. It may have only been a couple of seconds before she spoke, but it felt quite long to her. "I could ask you the same thing, you know," she said. "Almost have, actually. On multiple occasions." Truth. "But then I thought that it might be a bit unfair. That I just...shouldn't think about it and be grateful and happy that I am with you. And I am." She eyed his hand and chewed her lip a bit more. "The simple answer is that I like you. A lot. For many reasons. But you already know that." Right? He should at least. He really, really should. The simple answer was all he was getting. There it was. The moment where she turned this around. He knew he shouldn't have said what he did, but she was failing to see his point. He, on the other hand, completely understood what she meant. Treyen nodded once, "I get it, you're right about that." Yes, whatever, they could have both end up far worse than they did, he got it...but..., "I got to act as if it was nothing, because it was nothing." THAT was rather simple, it had been nothing yet it mattered no more. Why were they still bringing it up? This wasn't about him. Frankly, it wasn't about her either, he'd lost track of what he'd meant in the first place. Perhaps it was her attitude towards it what he'd been most upset about...and himself, for being a complete idiot. A nod came to his head when she spoke again. She was okay, and he was okay, then why couldn't he just let it go already? He should, and he will. That's why he only nodded. No further comments were made. The smile on her face was always a plus he loved to see, and one he had missed since he saw her today, a few minutes ago anyway. Another question came to mind after she stated 'More or less', "What does that mean?" he was curious, therefore his expression wasn't one of concern anymore, "You made your choice, didn't you?" Unless someone had made a decision for herself...but that didn't sound like her. A small, very small, laugh left his lips when 'World Cup Aaron' was mentioned. "Yes, the same Aaron," the only Aaron he knew well...actually, the only Aaron he knew at all, the one that will rule the World one day, yes? That was highly unlikely now, truth be told, but he could rule the World Cup eventually. "He came to Hogwarts with us for our first year before leaving to Luxembourg. Luxembourg Quidditch Academy to be more specific." Nod. And Luxembourg he'd visited with Aaron that same summer they spent together. Without Arya. Treyen knew that. The injuries stuff. He knew he was bound to do so, but he refused to accept the fact that it was something out of his control. "I know." As far as wanting to do so...well, that was slightly different. But he'll try, he had no other choice. The lip-biting begun, and he...didn't want to hear what she had to say. He'd rather not have asked what he did, because he was almost too certain that she was going to say something along the lines of 'I don't know' or 'I shouldn't be with you' or the like, but if she'd been surprised by his question, then he was even more surprised by her answer. Delusional, she was, for having considered asking him the same...and after hearing what she had to say...he...shouldn't have asked anything. He looked away, slightly ashamed, she was giving him reasons of why she never voiced that thought and it didn't matter that he thought he was the luckiest boy ever since she'd set her eyes on him, it didn't matter, because contrary to Ellie...he had asked. His gaze did return to her when she spoke again, the smile still on his face. Treyen got as closer to her as possible, they were still going to study, no? Only difference was that he got as close as possible so he could lean forward to kiss her. And the Herbology book? Yeah, it was still in his possession.