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D.A Forever · 05-04-2016, 08:55 PM

Gazing up at Skylar on the podium for the briefest of moments, getting to witness her taking a seat on the three-legged stool, and a professor gently setting the old worn hat on her dark haired head, Noah's attention was quickly returned to Noelle, as he felt her touch his arm. While hers pretty eyes were pleading, his were cautious.

He really just... needed to go.

This was pointless. They weren't best friends anymore. They weren't... anything. He was wasting both their time, and.. upsetting both of them, too. He cared less about himself in this, and far more about her. Never did he even think it was possible to be the reason she was hurt, of course not physically, but emotionally. That was just as bad, and would bother him for ages.

Staring back at her for what felt like a long time, Noah slowly turned to look back up toward the staff table, where his sister still sat, impatiently he was sure. Noelle's hand still on his arm, her attempt to keep him there, he knew.

Slytherin, the sorting hat called out. Nice and loud.

Slytherin.

His little sister was a Slytherin!

The ghost of a smile traced his lips, though hardly really touched, and Noah once again turned back to his companions as Skylar skipped off to her new house table and another student's name was called. "Nice to meet you, Azura." Noah nodded, "I'm a third year. Ravenclaw, too. I'm Noah, like.. Noelle said. Noah Diggo-" Before the third year was able to finish, he felt someone slam into his back, shoving him roughly into the table, and causing the bag on his lap to fall. "Ooof!"

Luckily for the tiny kneazle asleep in his bag, Noah had awesome reflexes from all the quidditch he'd played, and was able to soften the fall by catching the bag with his feet, though he made no move to grab it, too concerned with who just shoved him, and was yelling. ............ This had to be a joke. Instinctively, Noah went to shove him back, and away from him just as a Professor approached and the Diggory thought better of it, keeping his hands to himself and instead reaching up to nurse his apparently bloody nose.

Noah narrowed his eyes on Sabbath, and said nothing as the professor reprimanded him, waiting until she was finished to say, rather muffled by his hand holding his nose, "You're mental, you know that? Noelle is entitled to have friends, or atleast I'd thought so. Obviously I'm wrong." Obviously, the girl he once knew wasn't Noelle at all. His best friend was gone.

"I'm.. fine," Noah mumbled weakly, looking up at Professor Stewart with a much softer expression. Almost pained, actually, because Merlin his nose and chest hurt. It took quite a bit of self control not to add that he didn't hurt himself, any and all injuries were courtesy of Sabbath, but he wasn't about to give him the satisfaction.

Oh, Azura. Right. Noah wasn't sure if she'd said anything prior, a bit distracted, but when she asked if he was alright the boy gave a very small nod of his head, trying to keep it tilted upward as his hand and sleeve were quite covered in blood and only getting worse. "Yeah, m'fine. Thanks, Azura." He would have offered a small smile, but.. maybe later, yeah?

As if things couldn't get any worse, there was Hattie. Noah could only hope Skylar wouldn't decide to join them, too. "M'alright, Hattie." He said quietly, still muffled, and reached down to grab up his bag in his free hand. He'd have to check on the kneazle when he left, perhaps take him to the Creatures professor later, too. "M'fine.. honest." Noah added, finally catching the look on Hattie's face, and went to stand, moving closer to her and away from Sabbath, Noelle, and Hope.

...... "May I be excused from the feast, ma'am?" His question directed at Professor Stewart.

05-04-2016, 08:55 PM	#56 (permalink)
D.A Forever DMC & SA Banshee Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 50,182 x2 x3	Noelle, Azura, Hope, Sabbath, Professor Stewart Fortress of Brilliance ღ Mommy Quad Gazing up at Skylar on the podium for the briefest of moments, getting to witness her taking a seat on the three-legged stool, and a professor gently setting the old worn hat on her dark haired head, Noah's attention was quickly returned to Noelle, as he felt her touch his arm. While hers pretty eyes were pleading, his were cautious. He really just... needed to go. This was pointless. They weren't best friends anymore. They weren't... anything. He was wasting both their time, and.. upsetting both of them, too. He cared less about himself in this, and far more about her. Never did he even think it was possible to be the reason she was hurt, of course not physically, but emotionally. That was just as bad, and would bother him for ages. Staring back at her for what felt like a long time, Noah slowly turned to look back up toward the staff table, where his sister still sat, impatiently he was sure. Noelle's hand still on his arm, her attempt to keep him there, he knew. Slytherin, the sorting hat called out. Nice and loud. Slytherin. His little sister was a Slytherin! The ghost of a smile traced his lips, though hardly really touched, and Noah once again turned back to his companions as Skylar skipped off to her new house table and another student's name was called. "Nice to meet you, Azura." Noah nodded, "I'm a third year. Ravenclaw, too. I'm Noah, like.. Noelle said. Noah Diggo-" Before the third year was able to finish, he felt someone slam into his back, shoving him roughly into the table, and causing the bag on his lap to fall. "Ooof!" Luckily for the tiny kneazle asleep in his bag, Noah had awesome reflexes from all the quidditch he'd played, and was able to soften the fall by catching the bag with his feet, though he made no move to grab it, too concerned with who just shoved him, and was yelling. ............ This had to be a joke. Instinctively, Noah went to shove him back, and away from him just as a Professor approached and the Diggory thought better of it, keeping his hands to himself and instead reaching up to nurse his apparently bloody nose. Noah narrowed his eyes on Sabbath, and said nothing as the professor reprimanded him, waiting until she was finished to say, rather muffled by his hand holding his nose, *"You're mental, you know that? Noelle is entitled to have friends, or atleast I'd thought* so. Obviously I'm wrong." Obviously, the girl he once knew wasn't Noelle at all. His best friend was gone. "I'm.. fine," Noah mumbled weakly, looking up at Professor Stewart with a much softer expression. Almost pained, actually, because Merlin his nose and chest hurt. It took quite a bit of self control not to add that he didn't hurt himself, any and all injuries were courtesy of Sabbath, but he wasn't about to give him the satisfaction. Oh, Azura. Right. Noah wasn't sure if she'd said anything prior, a bit distracted, but when she asked if he was alright the boy gave a very small nod of his head, trying to keep it tilted upward as his hand and sleeve were quite covered in blood and only getting worse. "Yeah, m'fine. Thanks, Azura." He would have offered a small smile, but.. maybe later, yeah? As if things couldn't get any worse, there was Hattie. Noah could only hope Skylar wouldn't decide to join them, too. "M'alright, Hattie." He said quietly, still muffled, and reached down to grab up his bag in his free hand. He'd have to check on the kneazle when he left, perhaps take him to the Creatures professor later, too. "M'fine.. honest." Noah added, finally catching the look on Hattie's face, and went to stand, moving closer to her and away from Sabbath, Noelle, and Hope. ...... "May I be excused from the feast, ma'am?"** His question directed at Professor Stewart. __________________ Dream. Try. Do Good. I love you all, Class dismissed.