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Lockhartian · 01-05-2012, 03:38 AM

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Originally Posted by grangerfan8

She hadn't minded when Treyen had left after leading all the ickle Puffs to the common room. The prefect had wanted to check on her belongings and to see how her pets were doing before meeting back up with him, and she wanted to grab Muffs. Her metal meerkat was curled into a sleeping position and so she was at ease.

Still oblivious to the effect she'd had on him during the feast, she took precious time returning to the common room, not surprised by the small groups of students still up. No one ever could sleep the first night back. Though Treyen did seem a bit more tired that usual.

"We've got a good bunch of Puffs this term, don't ya think?" She plopped into the seat beside him, placing Muffs beside her before her gaze fell to the fire. "The ones that wanna be here I mean, they're good."

A small smile made its way to his face as he heard the voice of the one person he expected to sit next to him. Arya. Her words only made the smile widen a little bit more, yet it wasn't its usual size.

"I guess so." 'The ones that wanna be here'. Right. He still had to take Tye to get "resorted". Now that thought made him smirk. "I kinda wish they'd stop calling me Mr. Head Boy, though." Mostly, it was a reminder of how little time left he had at Hogwarts, and he still didn't know how he felt about it.

He knew how he felt about something else, though. "I'm Simon's best man, by the way. I just replied to his letter." Now, he was glad to hear Simon was doing tons better, and the fact that he was going to be a best man was pretty cool...however, he still didn't know how he felt about the fact that one of his best friends was, indeed, getting married.

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Originally Posted by jujune29th

She saw that Treyen-Mr-Head-Boy (mehe) was there and went up to talk to him. "Hey, mister!" she smirked. She wouldn't call him by that giant nickname now, but she didn't feel like calling him by his real name either. "There was a little accident here earlier and a boy threw up all of this candy here..." she pointed. She was really grossed out. "Couldn't you... um..." she looked from him to the candy pile. She was definitely NOT touching any of it!

Mister? Well, he could live with that!

A little accident? "Is the boy okay?" That was his primary concern, though, if the boy needed to see the Nurse...then he could volunteer to take him. Either him, or Arya. Hogwarts was barely starting and there were sicks kids already? Not good.

Er, actually, didn't house elves take care of that? He supposed he didn't mind. His wand was on his hand before she could finish her sentence. One simple 'Scourgify' (and it was simple because first years tended to get the hang of it for Potions) and one 'Evanesco' (again, Potions) took care of...that pile of whatever candy the boy had eaten.

So, Treyen knew he'd said that if they ever needed anything they could call him...but this is not what he'd had in mind at the time.

"There. Taken cared of." And once again, he'd lost his appetite. Half a muffin will have to remain unfinished for the evening. Rufus will take care of that.

01-05-2012, 03:38 AM	#69 (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!] Quote: Originally Posted by grangerfan8 She hadn't minded when Treyen had left after leading all the ickle Puffs to the common room. The prefect had wanted to check on her belongings and to see how her pets were doing before meeting back up with him, and she wanted to grab Muffs. Her metal meerkat was curled into a sleeping position and so she was at ease. Still oblivious to the effect she'd had on him during the feast, she took precious time returning to the common room, not surprised by the small groups of students still up. No one ever could sleep the first night back. Though Treyen did seem a bit more tired that usual. "We've got a good bunch of Puffs this term, don't ya think?" She plopped into the seat beside him, placing Muffs beside her before her gaze fell to the fire. "The ones that wanna be here I mean, they're good." A small smile made its way to his face as he heard the voice of the one person he expected to sit next to him. Arya. Her words only made the smile widen a little bit more, yet it wasn't its usual size. "I guess so." 'The ones that wanna be here'. Right. He still had to take Tye to get "resorted". Now that thought made him smirk. "I kinda wish they'd stop calling me Mr. Head Boy, though." Mostly, it was a reminder of how little time left he had at Hogwarts, and he still didn't know how he felt about it. He knew how he felt about something else, though. "I'm Simon's best man, by the way. I just replied to his letter." Now, he was glad to hear Simon was doing tons better, and the fact that he was going to be a best man was pretty cool...however, he still didn't know how he felt about the fact that one of his best friends was, indeed, getting married. Quote: Originally Posted by jujune29th She saw that Treyen-Mr-Head-Boy (mehe) was there and went up to talk to him. "Hey, mister!" she smirked. She wouldn't call him by that giant nickname now, but she didn't feel like calling him by his real name either. "There was a little accident here earlier and a boy threw up all of this candy here..." she pointed. She was really grossed out. "Couldn't you... um..." she looked from him to the candy pile. She was definitely NOT touching any of it! Mister? Well, he could live with that! A little accident? "Is the boy okay?" That was his primary concern, though, if the boy needed to see the Nurse...then he could volunteer to take him. Either him, or Arya. Hogwarts was barely starting and there were sicks kids already? Not good. Er, actually, didn't house elves take care of that? He supposed he didn't mind. His wand was on his hand before she could finish her sentence. One simple 'Scourgify' (and it was simple because first years tended to get the hang of it for Potions) and one 'Evanesco' (again, Potions) took care of...that pile of whatever candy the boy had eaten. So, Treyen knew he'd said that if they ever needed anything they could call him...but this is not what he'd had in mind at the time. "There. Taken cared of." And once again, he'd lost his appetite. Half a muffin will have to remain unfinished for the evening. Rufus will take care of that. Last edited by Lockhartian; 01-05-2012 at 03:47 AM.