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JustAlice · 11-23-2014, 12:32 AM

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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

Emrys grinned almost instinctively. "I was homeschooled, too," he said, relieved to find some common ground, which was helping him feel less awkward. "I enrolled for fifth year, but this really crazy thing happened with orbs and freezing time, and I didn't go back for sixth." It had seemed the right decision at the time, but he wondered if things might have been different if he'd stuck it out. Like being able to hold an actual conversation. But he was absolutely in agreement about it not being an environment conducive to learning. "Amelia doesn't seem to mind it nearly as much as I did," he said, laughing lightly. "She's happy to be there, I think. No matter how 'ridiculous' things are." He made little air quotes around the word ridiculous. It was... perhaps his sister's favorite word. "She's a sixth year and I think she's starting to realize she doesn't have a lot of time left there."

Walking up to the cart, he ordered two teas, turning to look at her, his eyebrows drawn together in a bit of confusion at her 'I guess' statement. "Playing professionally certainly sounds like an accomplishment to me," he offered as he dug the coins out of his pocket to pay for their drinks. "I... admittedly don't know a whole lot about it." It was enjoyable enough to watch now that he'd gotten over his being afraid that every single person on a broom was going to suffer some tragic sports accident, but without it having been part of his upbringing, he didn't think he'd ever 'get' it on a level any deeper than an intellectual surface understanding. "Is that why the matchmaker? No time to meet anyone?"

Taking their teas from the cart, he handed one to her carefully. Spilling a tea at this juncture would be a complete disaster, and the nerves from that worry had his hand shaking just slightly.

Oh look! Something to talk about! “You were? It’s kind of a culture shock being sent to a proper school, right? Lessons not going at your speed and stuff...” She’d really struggled at first, at least when she was home her dad had worked with her rather than speeding through the content so quickly she got whiplash.

“It’s good that she enjoys it though,” Derry mused, thinking about it. “I was always looking forward to holidays and stuff. I don’t think I’d have stayed there if it weren’t for the people.” Like, she’d made so many good friends, she’d never give them up, not for years of perfect education. As for her not having much time left, Derry didn’t understand that though, she didn’t miss Hogwarts, and she hadn’t been worried about leaving. Apart from that bit where she had to figure out how to do adult life, anyway.

As for the accomplishment thing... “I nearly didn’t take the job. Being the centre of attention and stuff, not exactly my kind of thing usually.” So that was the accomplishment in her eyes. The not-freaking-out part. She didn’t even get the pre-match nerves on quite such a huge scale as she had done at Hogwarts. Though she suspected that was due to other things too, so she didn’t mention it. “Oh? I guess some people don’t. I mean... I grew up in the muggle world more or less, and I still know nothing about football.” Not really. Just that it was played on foot rather than on brooms. And you had to kick a ball into a net. The matchmaker though... “Yeah, sort of. My team mates were concerned about my love life...” she admitted it. “So they suggested it to me.” Meaning, she’d agreed to it... eventually.

Mmmmmm tea. Derry took the tea in her free hand - flowers in the other - and smiled at Emrys. “Thanks.” Nice hot tea.... lovely.

11-23-2014, 12:32 AM	#202 (permalink)
JustAlice Doxy Join Date: Apr 2011 Location: [GMT] Posts: 6,186 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dalia Turay Fourth Year	Zing Quote: Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe Emrys grinned almost instinctively. "I was homeschooled, too," he said, relieved to find some common ground, which was helping him feel less awkward. "I enrolled for fifth year, but this really crazy thing happened with orbs and freezing time, and I didn't go back for sixth." It had seemed the right decision at the time, but he wondered if things might have been different if he'd stuck it out. Like being able to hold an actual conversation. But he was absolutely in agreement about it not being an environment conducive to learning. "Amelia doesn't seem to mind it nearly as much as I did," he said, laughing lightly. "She's happy to be there, I think. No matter how 'ridiculous' things are." He made little air quotes around the word ridiculous. It was... perhaps his sister's favorite word. "She's a sixth year and I think she's starting to realize she doesn't have a lot of time left there." Walking up to the cart, he ordered two teas, turning to look at her, his eyebrows drawn together in a bit of confusion at her 'I guess' statement. "Playing professionally certainly sounds like an accomplishment to me," he offered as he dug the coins out of his pocket to pay for their drinks. "I... admittedly don't know a whole lot about it." It was enjoyable enough to watch now that he'd gotten over his being afraid that every single person on a broom was going to suffer some tragic sports accident, but without it having been part of his upbringing, he didn't think he'd ever 'get' it on a level any deeper than an intellectual surface understanding. "Is that why the matchmaker? No time to meet anyone?" Taking their teas from the cart, he handed one to her carefully. Spilling a tea at this juncture would be a complete disaster, and the nerves from that worry had his hand shaking just slightly. Oh look! Something to talk about! “You were? It’s kind of a culture shock being sent to a proper school, right? Lessons not going at your speed and stuff...” She’d really struggled at first, at least when she was home her dad had worked with her rather than speeding through the content so quickly she got whiplash. “It’s good that she enjoys it though,” Derry mused, thinking about it. “I was always looking forward to holidays and stuff. I don’t think I’d have stayed there if it weren’t for the people.” Like, she’d made so many good friends, she’d never give them up, not for years of perfect education. As for her not having much time left, Derry didn’t understand that though, she didn’t miss Hogwarts, and she hadn’t been worried about leaving. Apart from that bit where she had to figure out how to do adult life, anyway. As for the accomplishment thing... “I nearly didn’t take the job. Being the centre of attention and stuff, not exactly my kind of thing usually.” So that was the accomplishment in her eyes. The not-freaking-out part. She didn’t even get the pre-match nerves on quite such a huge scale as she had done at Hogwarts. Though she suspected that was due to other things too, so she didn’t mention it. “Oh? I guess some people don’t. I mean... I grew up in the muggle world more or less, and I still know nothing about football.” Not really. Just that it was played on foot rather than on brooms. And you had to kick a ball into a net. The matchmaker though... “Yeah, sort of. My team mates were concerned about my love life...” she admitted it. “So they suggested it to me.” Meaning, she’d agreed to it... eventually. Mmmmmm tea. Derry took the tea in her free hand - flowers in the other - and smiled at Emrys. “Thanks.” Nice hot tea.... lovely.