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Crayola · 01-19-2017, 07:50 PM

SPOILER!!: Colt

Quote:

Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin

SPOILER!!: Daisy!

"Nah there is nothing like quidditch. I mean if you talk about it with muggles, they think it is like american football where you tackle people and then scoring goals.." That is what he thought of it anyways whenever he explained to his friends back home. "Yeah even the atmosphere too. There is nothing like it when the whole school comes out and cheers ya on.." He wondered if other muggle schools did it. He knew his elementary school didn't. He was surprised when she mentioned being a beater. He didn't find her to be the one to be...oh what was it?....Aggressive? But looks can be deceiving. "You don't seem like a beater to me.." he spoke what was on his mind to her. "Yeah I am a chaser. I just love the thrill of scoring is all. Sometimes I can play seeker. I have lightning reflexes.." he smirked. Nah not really but he did have an eye for shiny things like the snitch.

He tilted his head when she downgraded herself. He thought she would be an awesome head girl. "Hey don't doubt yourself yet. Trust me I am not that smart. I am only street smart like I said before.." There was a difference. "Usually my common sense helps me being smart." There that's it. Common sense got him places. "Truee I mean none of my family members were head boy...well I mean unless you count my cousin Belle who was a hufflepuff prefect but I don't know if that counts?" I guess it did but Head Boy status was higher than that. "Was your mum a slytherin prefect too?" he was curious is all. His cousin was in a different house but none of his parents were prefects at hogwarts. "Yup that sounds like a good plan of action because think about it? What does stress do to ya? I mean thinking wise?" Let her answer this question. She was a smart cookie she could figure it out.

Now she hit him with a question he didn't really think about yet. Was he sad to be leaving yet? He pursed his lips and looked towards the lake. He had to takev in some really deep thought. "You know I don't know..I am just used to being a military brat and moving from place to place. I never really had a home. This place though it felt different. I actually will miss it here. That is weird for me to say..." he looked at her and then shook off the sentimental moment and grabbed a rock and went to skip it. When he got back, he chuckled and said, "I think you wanted to challenge the head boy. I know your motives.." he said jokingly. "Yeahh sure it was just on offer. You just wanted to high position is all.." he eyed her and then winked.

He saw Daisy chewing on the dirt and he laughed. She got another bad one. First Sardine and now Dirt? "Man you aren't having any luck are you?" He reached into the bertie botts box and then picked another bean. He examined it and then shrugged and popped it in. "Ergghh earwax.." he spit it out. "Alright I take it back. I am the unlucky one.." he tried to get rid of the taste in his mouth. He nodded answering his fellow slytherins question about the squid. "Oh yeah I think he likes toast. Come on let's go feed him.." He got his wand out and said, "Accio toast!" and it flew to his hand a few seconds later and he handed her some bread.

The older Slytherin was talking an awful lot now and Daisy leant back, supported her weight with her elbows as she listened to him. American football. Right. That was a sport, was it? "I don't really know much about it, but Muggles can get easily confused by magic." She said with a light shrug. "I suppose telling them you fly around in a piece of wood isn't the easiest of tasks." She looked at Colt and chuckled. Surely his friends thought he had lost his marbles. "You are not the first person to tell me that, you know?" She told him with a raised eyebrow, in regard to his comments about her playing as a Beater. Nobody ever believed she could throw some Bludgers around. "The last person to tell me that lost a tooth. Mum wasn't exactly pleased." More like incredibly irritated, actually. "I do prefer to play as a Chaser, though." He was right! There was nothing like scoring goals, getting that Quaffle to go through the hoop at that perfect angle. Now, however, was her turn to sound sceptic. "I really wouldn't have put you down as a Seeker. Even a part-time one!"

But still, it was impressive.

It sort of seemed to her like he had caught the wrong end of the stick when she talked about not thinking she was Head Girl material and Daisy sat back up, shaking her head at him. "It's not that I don't think I'm smart! I am smart." Ish. But anyway. "It just seems like too much hassle. I don't think I'd be good at that." Yeah, that made sense to her. Sure, she wasn't a bookworm but she was smart in her own way. She was just pretty bad at all the organisation and keeping up with responsibilities. Unless, of course, it was something she truly enjoyed. "You seem like a good Head Boy, though! Book smarts or street smarts, they are both important, right?" Yes they were. At least in Daisy's opinion. "They probably aren't looking at the offspring of former badged people to pick Head Boys and Girls. That would be a pretty silly way to choose student leaders." She told Colt with a light smile. His cousin had been an Hufflepuff? That was cool! "Yeah, Mum was a Slytherin too. Pretty sure the entire family was. So that didn't happen to your family?" She was genuinely curious. As far as she knew, all of her family had been in Slytherin. Except for her grandmother, probably. With a smile playing on her lips, she listened as he displayed his self-proclaimed street smarts and talked about stressing over exams. What did that do to you? "Well, obviously you're stressed so you end up over-worrying and then not doing anything that you should be doing. Also, you'd probably lose your hair." She replied seriously, one hand moving to tug at her long hair. Yes, Daisy liked her hair so no stressing over OWLs.

Forget street smarts, the Head Boy was wiiiiiise.

She probably shouldn't have asked him if he was going to miss Hogwarts, however, because his mood seemed to have changed and she watched him closely as he sat in silence, teeth tugging at her lower lip. Okay, she definitely needed to learn how to not ask personal questions. Then he was replying to her question and Daisy nodded silently. She had all these questions that she wanted to ask about him being a military kid - that was such a different lifestyle to hers - but just as she was beginning to formulate the questions, Colt stood up and went to skip a stone. Right. Okay. Clearly, Daisy had overstepped. She saw that he was smiling when he returned so she brightened up a bit and freely laughed at his comment. "Fine, yes, I wanted the higher ground over the Head Boy." She winked at him to show him she had been kidding and watched as he got another bean. Earwax. The poor guy. "I think you should probably try again another day." She laughed even as she got a bean for herself. Well, third time lucky, right? "I'm sorry about that question, by the way. I really had no place asking you that." Yes, she had blurted it out but she really felt guilty, okay? She did not like to make people sad. Anyway, bean now! "Oh! Blueberry! I should quit while I'm winning." And yes, that was exactly what she would do. No more Bertie Bott's beans for her, thank you very much.

Even because it looked like he had taken her comment about the toast too seriously.

"Wait, really?" They were going to feed toast to the giant squid? It seemed they were because the seventh year was now standing up and summoning some toast. Daisy blinked, watching as the toasted bread came towards him. Now that was something magic was good for. Summoning food. Standing up herself, the fifth year took the toast he was offering her and shook her head laughing. "We're gonna feed the squid!"

Just ... no one tell her brother about this okay?

01-19-2017, 07:50 PM	#56 (permalink)
Crayola DMAC Occamy Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: Disneyland Posts: 63,102 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dezi Willard Fifth Year x2	Mrs. Alex Turner asterisks user Secret Door SPOILER!!: Colt Quote: Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin SPOILER!!: Daisy! "Nah there is nothing like quidditch. I mean if you talk about it with muggles, they think it is like american football where you tackle people and then scoring goals.." That is what he thought of it anyways whenever he explained to his friends back home. "Yeah even the atmosphere too. There is nothing like it when the whole school comes out and cheers ya on.." He wondered if other muggle schools did it. He knew his elementary school didn't. He was surprised when she mentioned being a beater. He didn't find her to be the one to be...oh what was it?....Aggressive? But looks can be deceiving. "You don't seem like a beater to me.." he spoke what was on his mind to her. "Yeah I am a chaser. I just love the thrill of scoring is all. Sometimes I can play seeker. I have lightning reflexes.." he smirked. Nah not really but he did have an eye for shiny things like the snitch. He tilted his head when she downgraded herself. He thought she would be an awesome head girl. "Hey don't doubt yourself yet. Trust me I am not that smart. I am only street smart like I said before.." There was a difference. "Usually my common sense helps me being smart." There that's it. Common sense got him places. "Truee I mean none of my family members were head boy...well I mean unless you count my cousin Belle who was a hufflepuff prefect but I don't know if that counts?" I guess it did but Head Boy status was higher than that. "Was your mum a slytherin prefect too?" he was curious is all. His cousin was in a different house but none of his parents were prefects at hogwarts. "Yup that sounds like a good plan of action because think about it? What does stress do to ya? I mean thinking wise?" Let her answer this question. She was a smart cookie she could figure it out. Now she hit him with a question he didn't really think about yet. Was he sad to be leaving yet? He pursed his lips and looked towards the lake. He had to takev in some really deep thought. "You know I don't know..I am just used to being a military brat and moving from place to place. I never really had a home. This place though it felt different. I actually will miss it here. That is weird for me to say..." he looked at her and then shook off the sentimental moment and grabbed a rock and went to skip it. When he got back, he chuckled and said, "I think you wanted to challenge the head boy. I know your motives.." he said jokingly. "Yeahh sure it was just on offer. You just wanted to high position is all.." he eyed her and then winked. He saw Daisy chewing on the dirt and he laughed. She got another bad one. First Sardine and now Dirt? "Man you aren't having any luck are you?" He reached into the bertie botts box and then picked another bean. He examined it and then shrugged and popped it in. "Ergghh earwax.." he spit it out. "Alright I take it back. I am the unlucky one.." he tried to get rid of the taste in his mouth. He nodded answering his fellow slytherins question about the squid. "Oh yeah I think he likes toast. Come on let's go feed him.." He got his wand out and said, "Accio toast!" and it flew to his hand a few seconds later and he handed her some bread. The older Slytherin was talking an awful lot now and Daisy leant back, supported her weight with her elbows as she listened to him. American football. Right. That was a sport, was it? "I don't really know much about it, but Muggles can get easily confused by magic." She said with a light shrug. "I suppose telling them you fly around in a piece of wood isn't the easiest of tasks." She looked at Colt and chuckled. Surely his friends thought he had lost his marbles. "You are not the first person to tell me that, you know?" She told him with a raised eyebrow, in regard to his comments about her playing as a Beater. Nobody ever believed she could throw some Bludgers around. "The last person to tell me that lost a tooth. Mum wasn't exactly pleased." More like incredibly irritated, actually. "I do prefer to play as a Chaser, though." He was right! There was nothing like scoring goals, getting that Quaffle to go through the hoop at that perfect angle. Now, however, was her turn to sound sceptic. "I really wouldn't have put you down as a Seeker. Even a part-time one!" But still, it was impressive. It sort of seemed to her like he had caught the wrong end of the stick when she talked about not thinking she was Head Girl material and Daisy sat back up, shaking her head at him. "It's not that I don't think I'm smart! I am smart." Ish. But anyway. "It just seems like too much hassle. I don't think I'd be good at that." Yeah, that made sense to her. Sure, she wasn't a bookworm but she was smart in her own way. She was just pretty bad at all the organisation and keeping up with responsibilities. Unless, of course, it was something she truly enjoyed. "You seem like a good Head Boy, though! Book smarts or street smarts, they are both important, right?" Yes they were. At least in Daisy's opinion. "They probably aren't looking at the offspring of former badged people to pick Head Boys and Girls. That would be a pretty silly way to choose student leaders." She told Colt with a light smile. His cousin had been an Hufflepuff? That was cool! "Yeah, Mum was a Slytherin too. Pretty sure the entire family was. So that didn't happen to your family?" She was genuinely curious. As far as she knew, all of her family had been in Slytherin. Except for her grandmother, probably. With a smile playing on her lips, she listened as he displayed his self-proclaimed street smarts and talked about stressing over exams. What did that do to you? "Well, obviously you're stressed so you end up over-worrying and then not doing anything that you should be doing. Also, you'd probably lose your hair." She replied seriously, one hand moving to tug at her long hair. Yes, Daisy liked her hair so no stressing over OWLs. Forget street smarts, the Head Boy was wiiiiiise. She probably shouldn't have asked him if he was going to miss Hogwarts, however, because his mood seemed to have changed and she watched him closely as he sat in silence, teeth tugging at her lower lip. Okay, she definitely needed to learn how to not ask personal questions. Then he was replying to her question and Daisy nodded silently. She had all these questions that she wanted to ask about him being a military kid - that was such a different lifestyle to hers - but just as she was beginning to formulate the questions, Colt stood up and went to skip a stone. Right. Okay. Clearly, Daisy had overstepped. She saw that he was smiling when he returned so she brightened up a bit and freely laughed at his comment. "Fine, yes, I wanted the higher ground over the Head Boy." She winked at him to show him she had been kidding and watched as he got another bean. Earwax. The poor guy. "I think you should probably try again another day." She laughed even as she got a bean for herself. Well, third time lucky, right? "I'm sorry about that question, by the way. I really had no place asking you that." Yes, she had blurted it out but she really felt guilty, okay? She did not like to make people sad. Anyway, bean now! "Oh! Blueberry! I should quit while I'm winning." And yes, that was exactly what she would do. No more Bertie Bott's beans for her, thank you very much. Even because it looked like he had taken her comment about the toast too seriously. "Wait, really?" They were going to feed toast to the giant squid? It seemed they were because the seventh year was now standing up and summoning some toast. Daisy blinked, watching as the toasted bread came towards him. Now that was something magic was good for. Summoning food. Standing up herself, the fifth year took the toast he was offering her and shook her head laughing. "We're gonna feed the squid!" Just ... no one tell her brother about this okay? __________________