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Callie · 05-10-2016, 05:24 PM

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

Standing by the table where the single piece of cake resided Leo watched in silence as Haddie took in how his office looked. It probably didn't look anything like any of the other staffer's offices. Just how Leo wanted it.

When the blond second year eagle turned her gaze to him he nodded in affirmation. "Yes, I wanted to talk to you. But first happy 13th birthday Hadley!" Gesturing to the cake Leo said a warm smile pursing his lips "The cake I've baked for you Hadley. I wanted to give you something on your birthday, when you are celebrating it away from home. So eat, have a taste of it!"

"Can you tell me why you came to school yesterday without any school robes to wear?" Leo asked. It seemed useless to beat around the bush. So he just asked and depending on Haddies answer he'd come up with new questions.

"Thank you, Sir." She wasted no time taking a seat in front of the cake. With a silent wish that no one ever again would try to keep her from Hogwarts or her friends, Hads blew out the candle. She was more than content to enjoy the cake slice quietly without replying until she was about half way done. "I was assured everything was packed, and couldn't pack them or even check myself." There, question answered. Not really, and Hadley knew that, but she waited until she finished the piece of cake entirely.

She wiped her mouth, and gave Kitridge a content little smile. "It was delicious. Thank you. Still, doesn't top the ferret you got me last year." Intentionally or not. "I probably wouldn't have made it through the summer without Asher." That was an exaggeration of course, but there was still truth in it. Okay, she put it off long enough.

"Story time?" She almost sounded hopeful he'd say, No, let's play Trivial Pursuit instead. When Kitridge didn't say that, Hads nodded and muttered, "Story time..." She took a calming breath. "The thing is, Mr. Kitridge, I'm not really supposed to be back this year." Or any year. "Dad found out about the Hag cooking that Brady kid," who she just met last night. "He didn't even really want me going in the first place, but Professor Myers assured him it was safe. So, when we went home for Christmas, he really didn't want me going back." She paused a moment, becoming very fixated on the way one of the portraits was snoozing in a chair. "Mom helped convince him it was a fluke, and to let me finish the year. They, my Mom and my sister and brother, were gonna keep at him and get him to come around, but then Professor Newton had us drink poison, to then brew the antidote." Which didn't work thanks to Miffy. "Dad found out about that too, somehow. And well, when I got home..."

There were still crumbs on her plate, which suddenly needed attending too more than the story did. Those...didn't last long. "I had prepared myself for the possibility of not returning to Hogwarts. Said my goodbyes to the school..." Pranked Drapes... "I hadn't prepared for being completely banned from the Wizarding World, including the friends I made here." She hadn't looked at Kitridge most of the story, and still wasn't. She shrugged at a small little nick in the edge of Kitridge's desk. "You know me," she told the nick. "I wasn't going to just give up the first real friends I've made. So...I spent the summer on house arrest, never out of my Dad's sight. I was angry too, so I couldn't really control my magic. We fought. Things happened. We fought. Things happened. We...you get the picture.

"Anyway, it was clear, I guess, to Mom and Natalie and Mark, that we probably needed distance from each other and the best way to do that was let me go back to Hogwarts. Our neighbor took Mom to get my school supplies. And later they went back with Natalie to get my uniforms and robes. We're twins...so we're the same size. But, yeah, everything had to be kept from Dad. And they had to pack for me, and I couldn't check to make sure everything was packed, because Dad was always there. And I had to be sneaked out of the house at three-thirty in the morning and dropped off at King's Cross at around 4, and didn't think to check if everything was there, because I was dead tired and didn't realize they weren't packed until I went to change into them." She took a big, recovering breath.

And that was the story of her summer. It was better to just get it all out rather than fight it and draw this whole thing out longer. The only thing missing from the story was the toll it took on her. "And about the shirt, Mr. Kitridge...that was never an attack on Ravenclaw. It's an amazing house, and wonderful if you belong in it..." She shrugged again and looked up at Kitridge. The shrug said what she hadn't. She didn't belong in it.

05-10-2016, 05:24 PM	#11 (permalink)
Callie DMC Snidget Join Date: Sep 2015 Location: Never Never Land Posts: 2,717 Hogwarts RPG Name: Andromeda Renzler-Denaker Gryffindor First Year	Sorry for the length. Fluttery Pegasi Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Standing by the table where the single piece of cake resided Leo watched in silence as Haddie took in how his office looked. It probably didn't look anything like any of the other staffer's offices. Just how Leo wanted it. When the blond second year eagle turned her gaze to him he nodded in affirmation. "Yes, I wanted to talk to you. But first happy 13th birthday Hadley!" Gesturing to the cake Leo said a warm smile pursing his lips "The cake I've baked for you Hadley. I wanted to give you something on your birthday, when you are celebrating it away from home. So eat, have a taste of it!" "Can you tell me why you came to school yesterday without any school robes to wear?" Leo asked. It seemed useless to beat around the bush. So he just asked and depending on Haddies answer he'd come up with new questions. "Thank you, Sir." She wasted no time taking a seat in front of the cake. With a silent wish that no one ever again would try to keep her from Hogwarts or her friends, Hads blew out the candle. She was more than content to enjoy the cake slice quietly without replying until she was about half way done. "I was assured everything was packed, and couldn't pack them or even check myself." There, question answered. Not really, and Hadley knew that, but she waited until she finished the piece of cake entirely. She wiped her mouth, and gave Kitridge a content little smile. "It was delicious. Thank you. Still, doesn't top the ferret you got me last year." Intentionally or not. "I probably wouldn't have made it through the summer without Asher." That was an exaggeration of course, but there was still truth in it. Okay, she put it off long enough. "Story time?" She almost sounded hopeful he'd say, No, let's play Trivial Pursuit instead. When Kitridge didn't say that, Hads nodded and muttered, "Story time..." She took a calming breath. "The thing is, Mr. Kitridge, I'm not really supposed to be back this year." Or any year. "Dad found out about the Hag cooking that Brady kid," who she just met last night. "He didn't even really want me going in the first place, but Professor Myers assured him it was safe. So, when we went home for Christmas, he really didn't want me going back." She paused a moment, becoming very fixated on the way one of the portraits was snoozing in a chair. "Mom helped convince him it was a fluke, and to let me finish the year. They, my Mom and my sister and brother, were gonna keep at him and get him to come around, but then Professor Newton had us drink poison, to then brew the antidote." Which didn't work thanks to Miffy. "Dad found out about that too, somehow. And well, when I got home..." There were still crumbs on her plate, which suddenly needed attending too more than the story did. Those...didn't last long. "I had prepared myself for the possibility of not returning to Hogwarts. Said my goodbyes to the school..." Pranked Drapes... "I hadn't prepared for being completely banned from the Wizarding World, including the friends I made here." She hadn't looked at Kitridge most of the story, and still wasn't. She shrugged at a small little nick in the edge of Kitridge's desk. "You know me," she told the nick. "I wasn't going to just give up the first real friends I've made. So...I spent the summer on house arrest, never out of my Dad's sight. I was angry too, so I couldn't really control my magic. We fought. Things happened. We fought. Things happened. We...you get the picture. "Anyway, it was clear, I guess, to Mom and Natalie and Mark, that we probably needed distance from each other and the best way to do that was let me go back to Hogwarts. Our neighbor took Mom to get my school supplies. And later they went back with Natalie to get my uniforms and robes. We're twins...so we're the same size. But, yeah, everything had to be kept from Dad. And they had to pack for me, and I couldn't check to make sure everything was packed, because Dad was always there. And I had to be sneaked out of the house at three-thirty in the morning and dropped off at King's Cross at around 4, and didn't think to check if everything was there, because I was dead tired and didn't realize they weren't packed until I went to change into them." She took a big, recovering breath. And that was the story of her summer. It was better to just get it all out rather than fight it and draw this whole thing out longer. The only thing missing from the story was the toll it took on her. "And about the shirt, Mr. Kitridge...that was never an attack on Ravenclaw. It's an amazing house, and wonderful if you belong in it..." She shrugged again and looked up at Kitridge. The shrug said what she hadn't. She didn't belong in it. __________________