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MadMadamMalfoy · 07-29-2017, 10:42 AM

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Originally Posted by Erindipity

Dora heard the hooting before she really registered what that meant. She was kind of busy crying and making a scene at the moment. Ahem. Of all the times for an owl to arrive. But luckily it seemed Marchand was handling it at the moment. So for now, the blonde girl quieted her sobs (she was still crying though) and listened to the man.

He had no idea. No part in that challenge... Okay. That didn't surprise her, really. It seemed like there was a LOT that the Headmistress wasn't telling people and well... the less people knew then the less someone could be tipped off, I guess. But that was too rational a thought for her to cling to at the moment. She was hell bent on being dramatic and such.

"It wasn't the things I had to do in the challenge that made me mad, sir. Or the climate... or anything other than seeing my best friend, my sister in a cage like an animal. Frozen nearly through." The girl paused and looked up at him. "She grew up on the streets... she has slept out in the snow, but she would be willing to do anything to help me and they took advantage of a girl to make a challenge more dire. I don't care for that."

Then... her eyes fell on the little owl... and the parcel with her name on it. Silently reaching she picked the letter up and began to read. Annnnnnd sobs started coming immediately. Loud ugly sobs.

Perfect timing, owl. PERFECT. TIMING.

Gaston continued petting the little owl as he waited for Dora to calm down. Normally animals had a soothing effect on him, but the owl's presence did nothing to dull his heightened emotions. He broke off a piece of the chocolate frog he found in his pocket and offered it to the owl. At least the bird would be happy!

Dora's sobs gradually quieted, and he half-expected her to lash out at him. He wouldn't blame her at all if she did; he probably deserved to be lashed out at for his blind faith in this challenge, in Hogwarts itself, in Headmistress Hawthorne. Her next words wounded him even more deeply than if she had lashed out at him. Bright blue eyes widened in shock; he had no idea Miss Tyler had such a difficult past! A vision formed in the back of his mind of the Ravenclaw girl sleeping in a cold snowy alley, just like the little match girl in the story that affected him so much as a child. He bowed his head, squeezing his eyes shut against the haunting thought, and he had to bite his lip hard to keep it from trembling.

"I-I understand," he said once he'd found his voice. Wow, that came out wrong! He ran a hand through his dark hair, causing it to stick up at odd angles, and tried again. "I mean... I couldn't possibly understand how you feel right now, not without going through the same thing myself, but I understand why you're angry and I don't blame you. I'm angry too, probably more than I have any right to be..." He felt betrayed by the school he served, and if he felt that way, he couldn't even begin to imagine how the poor girl felt!

Gaston watched with concern as Dora sobbed again. Did the letter she received contain bad news? Or was it something else? He wanted to hug her, but he didn't dare touch her right now. He heaved a sad, shuddery sigh. "Dora, I know we've had our differences, but I do care about you," he said, "And I'm here for you. I just wish there was more I could do to help." Somehow he didn't think the sentiments would be much appreciated right now, but he just wanted her to know that.

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MadMadamMalfoy Newbie Mod Alley Proprietor Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,108 Hogwarts RPG Name: Norman A. Carton Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Fourth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron	Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Quote: Originally Posted by Erindipity Dora heard the hooting before she really registered what that meant. She was kind of busy crying and making a scene at the moment. Ahem. Of all the times for an owl to arrive. But luckily it seemed Marchand was handling it at the moment. So for now, the blonde girl quieted her sobs (she was still crying though) and listened to the man. He had no idea. No part in that challenge... Okay. That didn't surprise her, really. It seemed like there was a LOT that the Headmistress wasn't telling people and well... the less people knew then the less someone could be tipped off, I guess. But that was too rational a thought for her to cling to at the moment. She was hell bent on being dramatic and such. "It wasn't the things I had to do in the challenge that made me mad, sir. Or the climate... or anything other than seeing my best friend, my sister in a cage like an animal. Frozen nearly through." The girl paused and looked up at him. "She grew up on the streets... she has slept out in the snow, but she would be willing to do anything to help me and they took advantage of a girl to make a challenge more dire. I don't care for that." Then... her eyes fell on the little owl... and the parcel with her name on it. Silently reaching she picked the letter up and began to read. Annnnnnd sobs started coming immediately. Loud ugly sobs. Perfect timing, owl. PERFECT. TIMING. Gaston continued petting the little owl as he waited for Dora to calm down. Normally animals had a soothing effect on him, but the owl's presence did nothing to dull his heightened emotions. He broke off a piece of the chocolate frog he found in his pocket and offered it to the owl. At least the bird would be happy! Dora's sobs gradually quieted, and he half-expected her to lash out at him. He wouldn't blame her at all if she did; he probably deserved to be lashed out at for his blind faith in this challenge, in Hogwarts itself, in Headmistress Hawthorne. Her next words wounded him even more deeply than if she had lashed out at him. Bright blue eyes widened in shock; he had no idea Miss Tyler had such a difficult past! A vision formed in the back of his mind of the Ravenclaw girl sleeping in a cold snowy alley, just like the little match girl in the story that affected him so much as a child. He bowed his head, squeezing his eyes shut against the haunting thought, and he had to bite his lip hard to keep it from trembling. "I-I understand," he said once he'd found his voice. Wow, that came out wrong! He ran a hand through his dark hair, causing it to stick up at odd angles, and tried again. "I mean... I couldn't possibly understand how you feel right now, not without going through the same thing myself, but I understand why you're angry and I don't blame you. I'm angry too, probably more than I have any right to be..." He felt betrayed by the school he served, and if he felt that way, he couldn't even begin to imagine how the poor girl felt! Gaston watched with concern as Dora sobbed again. Did the letter she received contain bad news? Or was it something else? He wanted to hug her, but he didn't dare touch her right now. He heaved a sad, shuddery sigh. "Dora, I know we've had our differences, but I do care about you," he said, "And I'm here for you. I just wish there was more I could do to help." Somehow he didn't think the sentiments would be much appreciated right now, but he just wanted her to know that. __________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true...