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Hogwarts RPG Name: Zarina Rae Carraro Sixth Year x6 x2
| Mention of Giant Squid Stephanoodle || Adorable Nerd SPOILER!!: Daisy Quote:
Originally Posted by Crayola 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?
Seriously though. Muggles always got confused by magic. She didn't know too much about american football? That was a disgrace. He shook his head and tsked her. "Such a shame. Well least you know Quidditch though." He will give her that. He snorted with her comment and said, "Yeah they give me weird looks. They are like you fly on a piece of wood? What is the fun of that? I am like heyy don't knock it till you try it.." Even though his friends will never try it. They got better things to do. "Really I am hardly surprised.." he said sarcastically. I mean her small petite frame just ya know, she just look like the bludger could take her out in like two seconds then she would be in the hospital in a fragile state. Probably her boyfriend didn't like to think that way. Oohoo was she threatening him? He raised two eyebrows now and he was impressed. "Oh really? Well if you are gonna punch my tooth you gotta run it by my girlfriend, she cares about my appearance.." he told her seriously but there was hint of humor in there. "Well then we gotta test our skills in the pitch then huh?" he challenge her and he pointed to the pitch somewhere on the grounds. Eehh that is why he was known as the reserve seeker. "They only use me if they need like a secret weapon or something." Hint. hint. "See there ya go again. Doubting yourself." he pointed to her. "Where do you think that will get ya in life?" he asked her seriously. Come on, our headmistress will always tell us in her speeches to believe in ourselves. "I think if you put your mind to it, you can do anything.." Then he had a realization. Maybe that is why he was picked. The head of house saw that if he could put his potential to the right purpose he could do anything. He smirked a bit. He was now having a big ego with her comments about being told that he was a great head boy. "Aww shucks thanks.." he playfully punched her shoulder. "True there. Book smarts and street smarts sometimes go hand in hand. We all got a unique smart quirk that is for sure.." He was def seeing it with Daisy. He nodded and Daisy was right. They probably didn't go by lineage, they picked people who can prove themselves. Did that happen with his family? He actually didn't know too much about his family. "Well my cousins were hufflepuff, then my sister is Slytherin..." he said listing off. "My mother was a Gryffindor and my father was a muggle..soo...no I don't think it happened with my family but probably my cousins got me the position." He winked. He waved off her concerns. "Nahh you won't lose your hair. You will obvs keep it." No need to worry anxiety ridden girl it seems.
He liked Daisy shared the same sense of humor. That's for sure. "Yeah don't get used to it.." he replied when she told him about being on higher ground. "Yeah I'll say soo I will def test my luck tomorrow.." he went down to the lake and got the taste out of his mouth. Once he walked back up and felt content he heard her apology. That was totally out of left field. He was stunned and then replied, "Ermm really its okay. You were curious and I answered. If it wasn't too personal I wouldn't' have answered.." No harm done. "It help me think that's for sure.." he more muttered to himself. He rolled his eyes, "Fine you win.." and he stole the bertie beans box.
He looked at her like she had two heads. "Ermm yeah? Let's go feed him.." he motioned her on and went closer to the water. He held her piece of toast for her to take it. He used his piece though and chucked it into the water. He wanted to see it.
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