SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

HaRoHeGiNeLu · 02-16-2012, 06:37 AM

Text Cut: Mhm.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lockhartian

No. No 'probably' would cut it. She was going to be keeping her eyes on the golden Snitch, not the Bludgers, and certainly not the Quaffle. It was going to be rather hard to be focusing on both the beams and structure of the stands AND the Snitch...because...if you lost sight of the Snitch...then you lost it. Ellie didn't want that, right?

Yet Treyen decided not to say this, instead, he nodded. Eyes on her, all the time.

Oh? He didn't expect that. Ellie saying she wasn't going to venture into the stands. Not for practice, anyway. "Thank you." That was all he could say at the moment, besides kissing her forehead. He could go on and on about how unfair it was to keep his feelings out of this decision, but the point was made, and they'd reached a conclusion, no?

It sounded like she meant it, which was just as important so he could sleep at night.

Less time to spend together. Got it. He could still use that time to study, yet it wouldn't be the same. "I understand." Especially if it meant her practices weren't going to include some recklessness on her behalf. He was slightly relieved, truth be told. It sucked, of course, but he understood she had to focus on her team as well. "I'll miss you." He knew it needed to be done, though.

Ellie didn't expect what to last? The agreement? Okay. He kept on listening until she was done, and granted, he was ready to start talking and tell her that she didn't need to worry about him, even if he didn't believe she truly did, and that things will be perfectly fine with him at the Pitch, but he remembered the one time they discussed this, and he'd be a hypocrite if he brought it up again. She could say the same thing too. "You were concerned?" He was still commenting...and...apologizing. Again. "I'm sorry." Because he'd caused her to worry over him.

Oh, man. She was forever perfect.

Yes, they argued, and he sometimes thought she'll drive him insane, but he still loved her.

Stay? He finally smiled. Not too big of a smile, though, a small one. "I'll stay." Always. Treyen let go of her hand, and her cheek, only to wrap his arms around her again.

See? He wasn't leaving.

"You're welcome." It was not needed. His worry. And if Ellie honestly and truly put herself in his shoes, tried to see things from his perspective, she'd have been just as persistent as Treyen was about it. If he'd lost consciousness EVER doing anything - Quidditch, for argument's sake - she wouldn't EVER let him play Quidditch again. At all.

Treyen, at least, didn't stop her from doing that. It made her wonder, however, if he ever thought about it. But she wouldn't ask. Because if she knew his answer, and if it was anything like hers would be, she'd have to stop playing. Guilt ridden to stay grounded. And Quidditch was too much a part of her for that.

Sure, he understood. It made sense and everything. She had to practice, just as he had to...what? Study? Do his Head Boy thing? Ellie found it hard to comprehend, though. Even if she knew WHY she wouldn't be seeing him, that it was her schedule preventing them from spending time together, it was hard to come to terms with. She hated not seeing him as often as she'd like. She'd miss him to. But it was good practice, wasn't it?

It wasn't until Treyen's arms were around her, and she'd successfully buried her face into his shoulder, that she regretted her answer. Completely. She could have said ANYTHING. Like...that he was going to walk with her back to the castle. That they were going to find something to occupy them for the rest of the day. But no...she said 'STAY'. One word that made her think of things she didn't want to think about. The 'I'll miss you' from before, and subsequent thoughts, didn't help.

So Ellie quickly changed the unspoken subject to something happy. Or something neither here nor there. Like relaying a message. "Eve said 'hi'," she informed his shoulder, because she didn't bother to lift her head. And good luck getting her to.

02-16-2012, 06:37 AM	#420 (permalink)
HaRoHeGiNeLu Bicorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: EST Posts: 16,574 Hogwarts RPG Name: Valerie Warren First Year x8	Satisfied Neon Text Cut: Mhm. Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian No. No 'probably' would cut it. She was going to be keeping her eyes on the golden Snitch, not the Bludgers, and certainly not the Quaffle. It was going to be rather hard to be focusing on both the beams and structure of the stands AND the Snitch...because...if you lost sight of the Snitch...then you lost it. Ellie didn't want that, right? Yet Treyen decided not to say this, instead, he nodded. Eyes on her, all the time. Oh? He didn't expect that. Ellie saying she wasn't going to venture into the stands. Not for practice, anyway. "Thank you." That was all he could say at the moment, besides kissing her forehead. He could go on and on about how unfair it was to keep his feelings out of this decision, but the point was made, and they'd reached a conclusion, no? It sounded like she meant it, which was just as important so he could sleep at night. Less time to spend together. Got it. He could still use that time to study, yet it wouldn't be the same. "I understand." Especially if it meant her practices weren't going to include some recklessness on her behalf. He was slightly relieved, truth be told. It sucked, of course, but he understood she had to focus on her team as well. "I'll miss you." He knew it needed to be done, though. Ellie didn't expect what to last? The agreement? Okay. He kept on listening until she was done, and granted, he was ready to start talking and tell her that she didn't need to worry about him, even if he didn't believe she truly did, and that things will be perfectly fine with him at the Pitch, but he remembered the one time they discussed this, and he'd be a hypocrite if he brought it up again. She could say the same thing too. "You were concerned?" He was still commenting...and...apologizing. Again. "I'm sorry." Because he'd caused her to worry over him. Oh, man. She was forever perfect. Yes, they argued, and he sometimes thought she'll drive him insane, but he still loved her. Stay? He finally smiled. Not too big of a smile, though, a small one. "I'll stay." Always. Treyen let go of her hand, and her cheek, only to wrap his arms around her again. See? He wasn't leaving. "You're welcome." It was not needed. His worry. And if Ellie honestly and truly put herself in his shoes, tried to see things from his perspective, she'd have been just as persistent as Treyen was about it. If he'd lost consciousness EVER doing anything - Quidditch, for argument's sake - she wouldn't EVER let him play Quidditch again. At all. Treyen, at least, didn't stop her from doing that. It made her wonder, however, if he ever thought about it. But she wouldn't ask. Because if she knew his answer, and if it was anything like hers would be, she'd have to stop playing. Guilt ridden to stay grounded. And Quidditch was too much a part of her for that. Sure, he understood. It made sense and everything. She had to practice, just as he had to...what? Study? Do his Head Boy thing? Ellie found it hard to comprehend, though. Even if she knew WHY she wouldn't be seeing him, that it was her schedule preventing them from spending time together, it was hard to come to terms with. She hated not seeing him as often as she'd like. She'd miss him to. But it was good practice, wasn't it? It wasn't until Treyen's arms were around her, and she'd successfully buried her face into his shoulder, that she regretted her answer. Completely. She could have said ANYTHING. Like...that he was going to walk with her back to the castle. That they were going to find something to occupy them for the rest of the day. But no...she said 'STAY'. One word that made her think of things she didn't want to think about. The 'I'll miss you' from before, and subsequent thoughts, didn't help. So Ellie quickly changed the unspoken subject to something happy. Or something neither here nor there. Like relaying a message. "Eve said 'hi'," she informed his shoulder, because she didn't bother to lift her head. And good luck getting her to. __________________ a *practical* person, who *may be considered a perfectionist, perhaps you like being organised* or *paying close attention to detail*, you are...