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Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron | Kay, Rosalyn, and mentions of some others Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Text Cut: Kay & Rosalyn Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
Kay got out of the way lest there was a sudden rush by students and her colleagues to catch that bouquet. She still didn't feel the need to catch it. She had only taken the first step when she spotted Gaston. She smiled broadly in his direction and wondered if he would be joining them but he moved in another direction. Kay decided to follow. "Why the eye roll, Gaston?'' No, The woman hadn't missed it. She stopped beside him, eyes moving to the newly married couple. She had the hope that the two would now calm down with their pranks even if it was for a while. Then she was frowning for she had watched Hady catch the bouquet. Had Miffy and Peeves done something to it? Quote:
Originally Posted by Squishy Immediately after she had entered, Rosalyn spotted her uncle. Seemed like he had followed right behind her. "Hello, Uncle Art. You look very good tonight." It was nice to see that he was feeling more of himself lately. Whatever Joy had given him to help with his knees had done wonders. It made her happy to see.
As Laurel asked about the house elves, Rosalyn momentarily turned her attention to the little creatures as they bobbed about doing this or that. "I wouldn't be surprised. They really are wonderful. I don't know what we would do without them." Such great helps with preparing food and doing clean up duties. Plus they were sweethearts. She shook her head. "Can't say that I have though this might be the kind of theme I would go with if I got married." Something that wasn't going to happen in the foreseeable future since she was single. "What about you? What's the most interesting one you have been to?" Look at her asking all these questions.
Seemed like Jordan was back to teasing her. Rosalyn didn't mind in the least. "I'm not sure where he is," she admitted. Hopefully he would show because on top of enjoying talking to him, it would be good for him to get out and celebrate with everyone else even if it was at a wedding reception for two poltergeists. Apparently they were going by the couple name of Piffy? Weird, but she was rolling with it. "Oh gosh, I don't think I am going to get married any time soon," she added with a laugh. No matter since the Head Girl had caught the bouquet... before quickly dropping it. "...Was that poison ivy?" Seemed so, judging by the girl's reaction and the appearance of the plant.
Head shake. Fortunately for Hadleigh she was at a magical school. Joy shouldn't have any trouble clearing up the rash quickly.
Unamused by the most recent revelation, Rosalyn ignored the newly weds and their demand of entertainment - though she did think Sir Nick's speech was quite sweet. Instead she joined Kaysha in the attempt to cheer up Gaston, who had just arrived looking rather despondent. "Is everything okay?" she asked, not sure what was wrong. Like Kay, she was wondering what the eye roll had been about.
It was hard to keep from bobbing her head along with the music as The Sirens began to play. They were just wonderful! Gaston kept his gaze fixed on the floor, ignoring everything that was going on around him... until out of the corner of his eye, he saw Miffy's bouquet go flying by. That wasn't what he thought it was, was it? He glanced up, and the look on Miss Lynch's face told him it was. He scoffed; he knew it was only a matter of time before something like this happened! The thought crossed his mind to rush to the girl's side and offer his assistance, but somebody else beat him to it. Instead, he aimed his wand at the poison ivy bouquet, making it vanish. Now if he could only make two other things in this room disappear so easily...
Then Peeves was screeching for speeches and entertainment. Gaston applauded politely for the speeches that were given - Sir Nicholas's had been particularly touching - but kept silent. The poltergeists didn't need to know what he had to say about them. He sighed dejectedly. Why did they deserve love when they'd done nothing but cause others pain, while he went out of his way to be kind to everyone who crossed his path and was still alone? It just wasn't fair!
An unexpected voice caused the brooding Frenchman's head to jerk up, and he saw Kay standing there. He nodded in acknowledgement of the muggle studies professor, though he avoided her eyes. He hadn't had much interaction with her, but it was awfully nice of her to come and talk to him. That, and he was grateful to be distracted from his sadness...
But the distraction was short-lived. Gaston started to answer Kay's question, but his heart skipped a beat as he saw someone else... Rosalyn! Oh no, not her! Anybody but her! He couldn't let her see him in this fragile emotional state! He stood frozen to the spot as if someone had just put a full body bind on him; only his eyes moved, darting from Rosalyn to the newlyweds and back several times as all the bad feelings came rushing back to him.
It was only when Rosalyn spoke that Gaston forced himself to look back, wounded blue eyes rimmed in red meeting those of the two women. He wanted to assure them he was perfectly fine, to lie to them, but he decided against it. They'd been kind enough to ask about him; they deserved his honesty. "Those two..." he said, casting another sidelong glance at the poltergeists. "They're just a bad reminder of -" His voice broke. He blinked several times, biting his lower lip to keep it from trembling. Merlin, he wasn't going to cry again, was he? A few moments passed before he'd regained his composure enough to speak."- of something I'll never have."
He sighed, pinching at the inner corners of his eyes. "Please, don't let me spoil your fun," he said, "I'll be fine." Though right now, he didn't think he would be...
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