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DaniDiNardo · 03-20-2016, 05:19 PM

SPOILER!!: LET US HUG YOU KATHERINE D: *snugs*

The thing about studying a subject you had little to no interest in was that you tended to be distracted...easily...super easily. Like the way his quill occasionally scribbled something causing him to look up only to find it might only have been a mouse scurrying by or simply someone passing along the corridor. Talk about a slow day for news. It didn't matter, anything was better than this and deep down--perhaps not even so deep down--he knew it.

How he got to the third page of his reading was beyond him and the temptation kept rising to peer over at his floating notebook, just to see how it might have twisted the castle happenings. It DID have a way with words.

Blaise forced his eyes back to his text, trying to convince himself it couldn't be all that interesting anyway but then his quill picked up its pace, like it'd finally gotten a familiar subject to embellish. Curious, and even less interested in Transfiguration knowledge, the boy glanced up. What he'd expected to see was maybe TWO mice in a squabble but it was Katherine which worked out just...as well...was she okay?

The young Gryffindor lowered his book, noticing the less than chipper look on his friend's face that caused his brows to furrow with concern.

"Everything alright...?"

03-20-2016, 05:19 PM	#44 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,240 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: LET US HUG YOU KATHERINE D: snugs Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Katherine Moss felt lost. Not physically, obviously, but emotionally. She had come here to be the best at every class, but so far she'd failed at TWO duels and she hated charms; not to mention she was barely the best at the rest. She couldn't make many friends either - not that she'd really wanted to, friends were a distraction, but... but... she secretly wanted to make friends, because she'd always been so lonely - the nerd girl, the know-it-all - back in the muggle primary schools and she'd always told herself that Hogwarts would be different, that she'd find herself a few close friends and they'd help each other with everything... but half of the girls at Ravenclaw didn't know her, and the other half probably hated her. If her own house treated her like this... she came here to have the moment of her life, but so far it'd just been frustration. And she didn't even know where she made wrong. So she made her way to the balcony to hopefully be alone - it wasn't like the whole school was after her anyway, she bet she'd be alone anywhere she went - but Blaise was already there, who was just another 'friend' she thought she had but probably didn't. And for the first time in her life, she didn't even know what to do: she might sit with him, but he looked like he was busy. Besides, she wasn't a good friend so she would probably just bother him. But on the other hand, what if he heard her? If he did hear her and see her leaving, she would be guilty of having walked away without saying something and she certainly did not want that. So she decided to count to five - if he noticed her by then, she was staying, but if not, she was leaving. Five... four... The thing about studying a subject you had little to no interest in was that you tended to be distracted...easily...super easily. Like the way his quill occasionally scribbled something causing him to look up only to find it might only have been a mouse scurrying by or simply someone passing along the corridor. Talk about a slow day for news. It didn't matter, anything was better than this and deep down--perhaps not even so deep down--he knew it. How he got to the third page of his reading was beyond him and the temptation kept rising to peer over at his floating notebook, just to see how it might have twisted the castle happenings. It DID have a way with words. Blaise forced his eyes back to his text, trying to convince himself it couldn't be all that interesting anyway but then his quill picked up its pace, like it'd finally gotten a familiar subject to embellish. Curious, and even less interested in Transfiguration knowledge, the boy glanced up. What he'd expected to see was maybe TWO mice in a squabble but it was Katherine which worked out just...as well...was she okay? The young Gryffindor lowered his book, noticing the less than chipper look on his friend's face that caused his brows to furrow with concern. "Everything alright...?" __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.