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Lockhartian · 03-06-2012, 05:12 AM

Text Cut: Ellie ^^

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Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu

"Don't," Ellie said. Don't even attribute Alec's victory with luck. She didn't want to hear it. He had...way too many advantages for that to be the case. But even if it was...yeah, she didn't want to hear about it. She just wanted to wallow in her defeat.

Treyen was shaking his head. And although she wanted to be a good friend/girlfriend/person and just accept that, she opened her mouth to fight it. To beg him to explain things to her. Mainly what was going on in his head. The things she couldn't read on his face. Emotions weren't thoughts.

Her begging never happened, as he made it unnecessary, voluntarily continuing, despite the initial physical response.

Her toast arrived just as he began, and she forked it one-handed. Her other hand, holding Treyen's, wasn't going anywhere.

Ellie very nearly rolled her eyes. She never believed for a second that Treyen sabotaged the match. Especially if that time they collided was supposed to be the actual act. Treyen wouldn't do something so risky. Something that could cause them to fall. Cause her to be injured. Though she was sure that not-so-pretty bruise on her left hip was because of that.

'I couldn't help you....couldn't be there for you'. As soon as those words left his mouth, Ellie knew that THAT was what was eating him up. Stupid, it was, for him to stress over THAT. Again, Ellie refrained from rolling her eyes. And she chewed fast to finish that last bite of her toast she'd taken to say something.

No interruptions stopped her.

She took another bite, then, as she continued to listen. Silently, unfortunately, because she kept wanting to interrupt. To disagree with nearly everything he was saying that was degrading to himself. Really, she hated hearing Treyen talk like this. Especially calling himself 'useless'. Where did that even come from?

And....now she could talk. After she swallowed, of course. "First of all, you're not useless, Treyen." She never wanted to hear him call himself that again. But she tended to limit his vocabulary, and then contradict herself, saying he should say whatever he wanted, so she didn't voice this. "Secondly, I don't care that you didn't help me after the match. I'm glad you didn't, actually. There were way too many people crowding me, unnecessarily concerned." Ellie sort of took Treyen's lack of interest as a sign that he knew her way too well to fret over a fall from such a low height. "And thirdly, you tried to help, didn't you? Why else would you have had my broom?" Which he DROPPED, by the way. She wasn't going to get into that either, though. "I think that's more than anyone should have expected." Pay no mind to Vindictus. "It's certainly more than I expected." There was also no mention of how, if he hadn't caught her broom, she might have been able to regain control over it and safely fly herself to the ground. It mattered not.

"I think....you expect too much of yourself. You say that you know that you can't always prevent things, but I don't think you believe it." She knew that feeling well. The knowing versus believing. She knew what she was talking about. "And you should. You shouldn't beat yourself up over this." Over what Vindictus said, or anyone said, or what he might have drawn from his own conclusions, regardless. "I also think that your intent...just the fact that you want to prevent bad things from happening...is what makes you a fantastic boyfriend...and person. Not useless." So he shouldn't feel that way simply because he couldn't succeed. He should feel good about himself for merely thinking about trying to catch her.

She was done disagreeing. Shown by the fact that she took more toast.

Don't?

Okay, fine. He won't. Alec was simply better than her, then? Faster? Actually, how was she truly feeling about it? Ellie was probably thinking that losing to an eleven year-old was not...what one would expect from someone who's trying to get into the Professional life of Quidditch...but, seriously, she shouldn't be too concerned over that. If she was. He didn't know, nor did it seem appropriate to ask about it either.

So, "I won't." He said, giving her a small smile.

And yes, he knew she was dying to interrupt him, hence why he stopped her from doing so before she even had the chance. Treyen also had an idea of what she'd say, and the reasons for disagreeing with him...which he'll see if he was right about or not.

For argument's sake, let's pretend she's right and he's not useless. He was still failing to see the point of how he'd been useful, but whatever. Let's pretend.

His eyes fell on the bowl in front of him, as he played with the untouched ice cream and listened to his girlfriend. He should probably eat that. The elves will be devastated if he didn't. WAIT. An eyebrow was raised, though he wasn't sure Ellie could notice or not. She was glad he wasn't there for her after the match? He...sort of liked to have her there with him after any match, that's why they usually walked back to the castle together. Nice to know she was entirely alright with skipping that part. Very nice. He said nothing, though.

Yes, Ellie, that's why he ended up with the broom, no ulterior motives whatsoever. Her words weren't exactly helping and the 'expectations' talk reminded him of one particular conversation he had at the beginning of the school year. "What did you expect?" Nothing? Because that's what she got, apparently.

Sorry for interrupting, but he had to.

It wasn't that he expected too much of himself, but he couldn't see it all too clearly. Yet she was correct. Again. "No, I don't believe it. But I know I should." That's why he kept pointing it out, perhaps one day the idea will be accepted by him and he'll believe it. Right now, he chose not to. Ellie wasn't the only one who was stubborn.

Though, perhaps Treyen was simply blind.

Eh...what now?

Another small smile played on his lips at her words. So, he is a fantastic boyfriend? The same boy that leaves their girlfriend at the Pitch? He saw fault in her logic. The smile still appeared, and his eyes were still on the ice cream. "I didn't make that little girl cry either." He knows how many girls he's made cry, okay? And that one didn't make his list.

How coincidental it was that she also mentioned the word 'try', as Keefer and Alec had, and seemed to think that was the most important part of it all...

03-06-2012, 05:12 AM	#186 (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: Ellie ^^ Quote: Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu "Don't," Ellie said. Don't even attribute Alec's victory with luck. She didn't want to hear it. He had...way too many advantages for that to be the case. But even if it was...yeah, she didn't want to hear about it. She just wanted to wallow in her defeat. Treyen was shaking his head. And although she wanted to be a good friend/girlfriend/person and just accept that, she opened her mouth to fight it. To beg him to explain things to her. Mainly what was going on in his head. The things she couldn't read on his face. Emotions weren't thoughts. Her begging never happened, as he made it unnecessary, voluntarily continuing, despite the initial physical response. Her toast arrived just as he began, and she forked it one-handed. Her other hand, holding Treyen's, wasn't going anywhere. Ellie very nearly rolled her eyes. She never believed for a second that Treyen sabotaged the match. Especially if that time they collided was supposed to be the actual act. Treyen wouldn't do something so risky. Something that could cause them to fall. Cause her to be injured. Though she was sure that not-so-pretty bruise on her left hip was because of that. 'I couldn't help you....couldn't be there for you'. As soon as those words left his mouth, Ellie knew that THAT was what was eating him up. Stupid, it was, for him to stress over THAT. Again, Ellie refrained from rolling her eyes. And she chewed fast to finish that last bite of her toast she'd taken to say something. No interruptions stopped her. She took another bite, then, as she continued to listen. Silently, unfortunately, because she kept wanting to interrupt. To disagree with nearly everything he was saying that was degrading to himself. Really, she hated hearing Treyen talk like this. Especially calling himself 'useless'. Where did that even come from? And....now she could talk. After she swallowed, of course. *"First of all, you're not* useless, Treyen." She never wanted to hear him call himself that again. But she tended to limit his vocabulary, and then contradict herself, saying he should say whatever he wanted, so she didn't voice this. "Secondly, I don't care that you didn't help me after the match. I'm glad you didn't, actually. There were way too many people crowding me, unnecessarily concerned." Ellie sort of took Treyen's lack of interest as a sign that he knew her way too well to fret over a fall from such a low height. "And thirdly, you tried to help, didn't you? Why else would you have had my broom?" Which he DROPPED, by the way. She wasn't going to get into that either, though. "I think that's more than anyone should have expected." Pay no mind to Vindictus. "It's certainly more than I expected." There was also no mention of how, if he hadn't caught her broom, she might have been able to regain control over it and safely fly herself to the ground. It mattered not. "I think....you expect too much of yourself. You say that you know that you can't always prevent things, but I don't think you believe it." She knew that feeling well. The knowing versus believing. She knew what she was talking about. "And you should. You shouldn't beat yourself up over this." Over what Vindictus said, or anyone said, or what he might have drawn from his own conclusions, regardless. "I also think that your intent...just the fact that you want to prevent bad things from happening...is what makes you a fantastic boyfriend...and person. Not useless."** So he shouldn't feel that way simply because he couldn't succeed. He should feel good about himself for merely thinking about trying to catch her. She was done disagreeing. Shown by the fact that she took more toast. Don't? Okay, fine. He won't. Alec was simply better than her, then? Faster? Actually, how was she truly feeling about it? Ellie was probably thinking that losing to an eleven year-old was not...what one would expect from someone who's trying to get into the Professional life of Quidditch...but, seriously, she shouldn't be too concerned over that. If she was. He didn't know, nor did it seem appropriate to ask about it either. So, "I won't." He said, giving her a small smile. And yes, he knew she was dying to interrupt him, hence why he stopped her from doing so before she even had the chance. Treyen also had an idea of what she'd say, and the reasons for disagreeing with him...which he'll see if he was right about or not. For argument's sake, let's pretend she's right and he's not useless. He was still failing to see the point of how he'd been useful, but whatever. Let's pretend. His eyes fell on the bowl in front of him, as he played with the untouched ice cream and listened to his girlfriend. He should probably eat that. The elves will be devastated if he didn't. WAIT. An eyebrow was raised, though he wasn't sure Ellie could notice or not. She was glad he wasn't there for her after the match? He...sort of liked to have her there with him after any match, that's why they usually walked back to the castle together. Nice to know she was entirely alright with skipping that part. Very nice. He said nothing, though. Yes, Ellie, that's why he ended up with the broom, no ulterior motives whatsoever. Her words weren't exactly helping and the 'expectations' talk reminded him of one particular conversation he had at the beginning of the school year. "What did you expect?" Nothing? Because that's what she got, apparently. Sorry for interrupting, but he had to. It wasn't that he expected too much of himself, but he couldn't see it all too clearly. Yet she was correct. Again. "No, I don't believe it. But I know I should." That's why he kept pointing it out, perhaps one day the idea will be accepted by him and he'll believe it. Right now, he chose not to. Ellie wasn't the only one who was stubborn. Though, perhaps Treyen was simply blind. Eh...what now? Another small smile played on his lips at her words. So, he is a fantastic boyfriend? The same boy that leaves their girlfriend at the Pitch? He saw fault in her logic. The smile still appeared, and his eyes were still on the ice cream. "I didn't make that little girl cry either." He knows how many girls he's made cry, okay? And that one didn't make his list. How coincidental it was that she also mentioned the word 'try', as Keefer and Alec had, and seemed to think that was the most important part of it all...