 *flails* catches up :3 || Haddie , Azura, Prof Sora at the end Ability is nothing without Opportunity | | Creativity is Intelligence having FUN
So she dyed it "Well it looks good on ya." The Curly Top nodded. That’s why he first nicknamed her Dazzling Denaker-- there was always something dazzling about her hair.
"Oh I definitely will...." he had started about the Abraxan when-- hmmm something was churning in his tummy. Huh. Tenacius ignored that churning for a while as he refocused on what Haddie was saying "Wimple is you owl?" he guffawed then caught himself, and forced the hilarity down to a chuckle. Don’t say it don’t say it-- "Is he small?" Keep a straight face! It can be a legit question.
There was always something about Haddie's non-Hogwarts life that Tenacius found curious. Curious because it seemed like it was very different from his own stable family life. But just as he was about to say something about that, his tummy kicked up again. And this time he started to feel dizzy. Wait what was Haddie saying? "Gifts?... Oh for me? I love presents sure!...." He was getting distracted. But he DIDN’T WANT to get distracted. He was talking to Haddie, but for some reason he started to feel...... antsy.
Oh look Haddie found his dad's plaque. He looked at the plaque and -- "Yeah that’s it alright. Looks exactly like the one at home." was he actually expecting that it read as something else? Or that his dad made it up? He caught the quirked brow "Yeah Stradivarius... Like the violin. And yeah Head Boy of Slytherin... Led the triple wins for House Cup, Quidditch and Gobstones for a second year in a row which hasn’t been done for a long time in Hogwarts history--" It was like he was parroting the words repeated onto him for years. Something he used to listen to in awe, but now actually seeing the proof in Hogwarts itself, there was some kind of.... melancholy?... some weird pressure he started to feel weighing down his shoulders. Expectations. Standards. He could hear the words in the father's voice. "-- W-What? Gryffindor?" he really should stop this drifting off because he didn’t want Haddie to think he wasn’t paying attention to her "Oh no dad wasn’t a Gryffindor, he was a bleed-green Slytherin." he smirked. Again his father's words. "Imagine his surprise when I told him I got sorted with the Lions." Or maybe don’t imagine it. In fact maybe he should'nt have said that last part. He could still remember clearly the look on his father's face. It was the kind that broke his heart.
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.... And before he knew what was happening, he was having face time with the floor. Like cheek to cheek intimate. The sudden change in orientation made him feel like his world was spinning out of control, like a twister careening above his head. Lots of LOUD VOICES. Something WHIZZING through the air, something SPLATTING and BREAKING....
Tenacius pushed himself off the ground, dazed and confused. He wanted something-- no he WANTED. He MUST. He doesn’t understand what is happening to himself--it was like an out of body experience where his brain is completely disconnected to the cravings of his body. But his body says it WANTS HER "I need.... I want.... QUIET!!!" he hollered at the yelling. "How can I think?? How can I figure out how to TAKE HER with all this racket??!?" he gripped his head, mind and body now completely at odds.
Like a tortured creature he groaned, then grabbed Haddie's shoulders, looked at her, grunted and bolted away. He seized Azura's arm, looked at her and groaned painfully before bolting again. He looked up at Professor Sora and once again moaned in frustration and agony before bolting again like a wounded animal. It wasnt them! Where is SHE??? |