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Lislchen · 01-01-2016, 09:34 PM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

The staring continued for a good few moments longer; though Daxton would have prefered to read than to interact with anyone, his book would still be there later. In any case, he would be unable to focus on reading anything now that this stranger was in the compartment with him.

Not that she was much of a stranger at all. He knew her name - Magdalena Traulton - and had watched her duel last year in duelling club, just as he had watched everyone else. She was a Slytherin, he knew that too. He knew a lot of things.

And he now knew that she was hiding. Daxton blinked, and finally dragged his gaze away from Magdalena Traulton to look towards the compartment door, as if expecting to see a horde of pursuers, out for her blood. He wondered if there might be a reward for giving her up, though of course, if it was the assassins she was hiding from, Daxton would be able to collect no such reward. Though as far as he was aware, any potential assassins were devotedly after him.

As it was, he saw nobody through the window of the compartment door. At least, no hordes, no assassins (though they were far to stealthy to let themselves be seen). Just what appeared to be a girl dashing past the compartment and suddenly face-planting the floor. Daxton blinked, and looked back towards the girl inside his compartment. After a moment of consideration, he shuffled his notebook forwards from behind the novel he had been reading, and used an ordinary non-magical pen to neatly print a short message to the Traulton girl with the cascading hair. After a moment, he held up the notebook to be read.

'You are not very good at it.

What are you hiding from?'

Maybe she should go back outside.

Maggie had followed the boy's gaze back to the compartment door. This was ridiculous. Zeke was probably still looking for her. Yes, she'd seen him run after her after she'd stormed out their compartment. Which in that moment had given her all the more reason to hide. She didn't want to discuss it. She didn't know what to say or what he wanted to hear.

Stupid Paige!

Eventually dropping her gaze to her lap again, Maggie pushed a lock of blonde hair out of her face. No. She was simply going to stay in here until the train had reached Hogsmeade station. The quiet kid seemed like a suitable companion. One that wouldn't bother her or say annoying things or ask questions.

Only he DID in fact have questions. With a sigh, she looked back up and read the note he'd written. What? "I am." She WAS doing a pretty good job at hiding no? "I haven't been found yet." Which, she concluded, mean she was successfully hiding. As for the next question, "my boyfriend mostly." He was the only one who she felt bad for upsetting after all. Maybe she could go apologize at the feast. Apologize for what though exactly?

Trying to take her mind off it for a little while at least, Maggie tilted her head to the side a little and considered the boy. "Why do you use that instead of just saying the words?" She nodded to the notebook. It was a valid question no?

01-01-2016, 09:34 PM	#97 (permalink)
Lislchen DERP & DMAC Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Vienna [GMT+1] Posts: 35,575 Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2	The Kisapaths \| Sila!Roti \| -2 \| TouchableHair \| ToiletPaperGuy \| QueenOfConfusion Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir The staring continued for a good few moments longer; though Daxton would have prefered to read than to interact with anyone, his book would still be there later. In any case, he would be unable to focus on reading anything now that this stranger was in the compartment with him. Not that she was much of a stranger at all. He knew her name - Magdalena Traulton - and had watched her duel last year in duelling club, just as he had watched everyone else. She was a Slytherin, he knew that too. He knew a lot of things. And he now knew that she was hiding. Daxton blinked, and finally dragged his gaze away from Magdalena Traulton to look towards the compartment door, as if expecting to see a horde of pursuers, out for her blood. He wondered if there might be a reward for giving her up, though of course, if it was the assassins she was hiding from, Daxton would be able to collect no such reward. Though as far as he was aware, any potential assassins were devotedly after him. As it was, he saw nobody through the window of the compartment door. At least, no hordes, no assassins (though they were far to stealthy to let themselves be seen). Just what appeared to be a girl dashing past the compartment and suddenly face-planting the floor. Daxton blinked, and looked back towards the girl inside his compartment. After a moment of consideration, he shuffled his notebook forwards from behind the novel he had been reading, and used an ordinary non-magical pen to neatly print a short message to the Traulton girl with the cascading hair. After a moment, he held up the notebook to be read. 'You are not very good at it. What are you hiding from?' Maybe she should go back outside. Maggie had followed the boy's gaze back to the compartment door. This was ridiculous. Zeke was probably still looking for her. Yes, she'd seen him run after her after she'd stormed out their compartment. Which in that moment had given her all the more reason to hide. She didn't want to discuss it. She didn't know what to say or what he wanted to hear. Stupid Paige! Eventually dropping her gaze to her lap again, Maggie pushed a lock of blonde hair out of her face. No. She was simply going to stay in here until the train had reached Hogsmeade station. The quiet kid seemed like a suitable companion. One that wouldn't bother her or say annoying things or ask questions. Only he DID in fact have questions. With a sigh, she looked back up and read the note he'd written. What? "I am." She WAS doing a pretty good job at hiding no? "I haven't been found yet." Which, she concluded, mean she was successfully hiding. As for the next question, "my boyfriend mostly." He was the only one who she felt bad for upsetting after all. Maybe she could go apologize at the feast. Apologize for what though exactly? Trying to take her mind off it for a little while at least, Maggie tilted her head to the side a little and considered the boy. "Why do you use that instead of just saying the words?" She nodded to the notebook. It was a valid question no? __________________ I just wanted you to know that this is me trying ________________________________{Drabbles}_{Meet Lissy}_{DERP}