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itsjustjesse · 05-05-2018, 03:03 AM

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Originally Posted by Nyx

"I'm Lydia. Pleased to meet you," said Lydia. She smiled at the other first-year. Meanwhile, her stomach grumbled unhappily. "The Sorting's nearly over. I hope they get that speech over with soon."

Suddenly, a cold waft of air seemed to pass right by her. Lydia turned and almost fell off the bench in shock. There was a real live (ok, maybe live wasn't the best description) ghost floating at the table! And it didn't seem to be just any ghost either. This had to be the most intimidating ghost around, with his grim expression, and was that blood on his doublet? It was hard to tell with how shiny and silvery he was.

Lydia heard Beth call the ghost "his bloodiness." That was an interesting title. Summoning her courage, Lydia nodded politely to the ghost. "Hello, your bloodiness. My name is Lydia Beckett. It's nice to meet you. I..I like your wig."

With a great effort, Lydia tore her eyes away from the startling presence of the ghost and turned toward the older boy sitting not far away. He did indeed have a rather grumpy expression on his face. "That's our prefect?" said Lydia. "He looks...pleasant."

It was probably a good idea to introduce herself to her new house's prefect, but the older boy definitely did not look like he was in the greatest of moods. Lydia wondered if something had happened to him on the train. She knew that the prefects had their own compartment. Apparently some sort of drama had gone down. Lydia shook her head. She would not let things like that stand in the way of her success here at Hogwarts.

Before Lydia could make up her mind about introducing herself to the prefect, an older girl spoke to her and Beth. Lydia turned toward the girl and was startled to notice the Head Girl badge on her robes. This was even better! The Head Girl was from Slytherin? Lydia felt a swelling of pride. That would be her someday, she just knew it.

"Hello, my name is Lydia. Thank you. This is all really overwhelming, but I'm proud to be a Slytherin."

Before Beth could even respond to Lydia the food…was just there, well maybe just there was the wrong term. She hadn’t exactly been paying attention to the Dias as the headmistress spoke…she was just there, looking at all of her new housemates.

Turning toward Lyd—wait…was that guy laughing? Beth simply glanced back toward (Nathan) and gave him her best cool and uncaring smile. ”Yes, your bloodlines…regal no?” she asked her eyebrow arching as if asking him to claim otherwise.

Even if he was laughing now she still felt it was a nice name for the Baron of Blood. Her grin did grow when Lydia used the term as well – she liked this girl already even if well, she wouldn’t tell her all that yet.

”pleasure to meet you Lydia,” she smiled over to her and then watched in awe as she asked about the wig. ”…do you need to powder it still even as a Ghost?” she asked fully intrigued. Maybe, for all she knew he was stuck wearing whatever he wore when he died. Merlin, if that were the case she needed to make sure she died in something b e a u t i f u l…and maybe sparkly. ”I like that you used the name too Lydia, do you have any nicknames you…well, hate? So I can obviously underhandedly hex people that use them” and not so she could tell people to use it just to hex them.

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itsjustjesse Fwooper Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: the void Posts: 21,838 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Yarborough Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Emerald Peridot "Dot" Ainsley Gryffindor Seventh Year x10	Beth made me :) HOLISTIC ACTRESS {X O} EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED Quote: Originally Posted by Nyx "I'm Lydia. Pleased to meet you," said Lydia. She smiled at the other first-year. Meanwhile, her stomach grumbled unhappily. "The Sorting's nearly over. I hope they get that speech over with soon." Suddenly, a cold waft of air seemed to pass right by her. Lydia turned and almost fell off the bench in shock. There was a real live (ok, maybe live wasn't the best description) ghost floating at the table! And it didn't seem to be just any ghost either. This had to be the most intimidating ghost around, with his grim expression, and was that blood on his doublet? It was hard to tell with how shiny and silvery he was. Lydia heard Beth call the ghost "his bloodiness." That was an interesting title. Summoning her courage, Lydia nodded politely to the ghost. "Hello, your bloodiness. My name is Lydia Beckett. It's nice to meet you. I..I like your wig." With a great effort, Lydia tore her eyes away from the startling presence of the ghost and turned toward the older boy sitting not far away. He did indeed have a rather grumpy expression on his face. "That's our prefect?" said Lydia. "He looks...pleasant." It was probably a good idea to introduce herself to her new house's prefect, but the older boy definitely did not look like he was in the greatest of moods. Lydia wondered if something had happened to him on the train. She knew that the prefects had their own compartment. Apparently some sort of drama had gone down. Lydia shook her head. She would not let things like that stand in the way of her success here at Hogwarts. Before Lydia could make up her mind about introducing herself to the prefect, an older girl spoke to her and Beth. Lydia turned toward the girl and was startled to notice the Head Girl badge on her robes. This was even better! The Head Girl was from Slytherin? Lydia felt a swelling of pride. That would be her someday, she just knew it. "Hello, my name is Lydia. Thank you. This is all really overwhelming, but I'm proud to be a Slytherin." Before Beth could even respond to Lydia the food…was just there, well maybe just there was the wrong term. She hadn’t exactly been paying attention to the Dias as the headmistress spoke…she was just there, looking at all of her new housemates. Turning toward Lyd—wait…was that guy laughing? Beth simply glanced back toward (Nathan) and gave him her best cool and uncaring smile. ”Yes, your bloodlines…regal no?” she asked her eyebrow arching as if asking him to claim otherwise. Even if he was laughing now she still felt it was a nice name for the Baron of Blood. Her grin did grow when Lydia used the term as well – she liked this girl already even if well, she wouldn’t tell her all that yet. ”pleasure to meet you Lydia,” she smiled over to her and then watched in awe as she asked about the wig. ”…do you need to powder it still even as a Ghost?” she asked fully intrigued. Maybe, for all she knew he was stuck wearing whatever he wore when he died. Merlin, if that were the case she needed to make sure she died in something b e a u t i f u l…and maybe sparkly. ”I like that you used the name too Lydia, do you have any nicknames you…well, hate? So I can obviously underhandedly hex people that use them” and not so she could tell people to use it just to hex them. __________________ IT'S NOT AN ACT OF LOVE __________________________________________________ ___________ ____________ IF YOU MAKE HER ____________