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Ginevra · 05-10-2018, 07:43 AM

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Originally Posted by Devina Wellheart

Reese was still struggling with the fact he'd been sorted into Hufflepuff, even a few weeks into the term.. He felt out of place around all of the, in his humble opinion, overly friendly people in his house… Often times he'd be found on his own with the rodents in the immersion room they had in the common area. He definitely preferred the company of creatures to humans for more than one reason and those reasons he'd likely keep to himself.

He was out for a stroll about the castle, doing a bit of exploring and ended up on the third floor. He knew the trophy room was nearby and decided to have a look at all the awards and such that were earned by past students and staff at the Historic School of Magical Instruction. He was NOT at all prepared for what he walked in on and to be honest he was immediately uncomfortable with the situation.

As soon as he entered the room he heard a sniffle… Merlin!.. What now?!, he thought to himself as his curiosity brought him further into the room. As he edged in he noticed the robes that matched those of his house. CRUD! Now I GOTTA find out who it is that's cryin'.., He thought with a sigh. He couldn't see the girls face just yet, but he was pretty sure it was that girl that found out that her father died at the feast ..

" Umm.. Daisy?..", the first year ginger-puff asked with a soft voice. " Are ya okay?.. "

He wasn't at all the type to be all There, There.. When someone was down.. In fact he felt awkward and anxious around this emotional type stuff.. Death was a heavy thing to deal with and he was 11 so..

Daisy wouldn't normally be found in the Trophy Room but circumstances were different this time. She was trying to "move on" slightly so that her studies wouldn't suffer and to stop herself from feeling like she was making everyone, especially her fellow badgers walk on eggshells around her. Unfortunately, Daisy was failing and was crying softly amongst the multitude of trophies when she heard a voice.

She turned and saw that it was Reese, the redhaired first-year that didn't seem too thrilled when he got sorted into Hufflepuff. When he asked if she was okay, Daisy shook her head as she wiped away her tears. She needed to change the subject for her sake. "How are you adjusting to being a member of Hufflepuff?"

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Ginevra DMLE Kappa Join Date: May 2005 Location: The Multiverse Posts: 13,042 Hogwarts RPG Name: Persephone Smithfield Gryffindor First Year x5	Roulette! Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when Quote: Originally Posted by Devina Wellheart Reese was still struggling with the fact he'd been sorted into Hufflepuff, even a few weeks into the term.. He felt out of place around all of the, in his humble opinion, overly friendly people in his house… Often times he'd be found on his own with the rodents in the immersion room they had in the common area. He definitely preferred the company of creatures to humans for more than one reason and those reasons he'd likely keep to himself. He was out for a stroll about the castle, doing a bit of exploring and ended up on the third floor. He knew the trophy room was nearby and decided to have a look at all the awards and such that were earned by past students and staff at the Historic School of Magical Instruction. He was NOT at all prepared for what he walked in on and to be honest he was immediately uncomfortable with the situation. As soon as he entered the room he heard a sniffle… Merlin!.. What now?!, he thought to himself as his curiosity brought him further into the room. As he edged in he noticed the robes that matched those of his house. CRUD! Now I GOTTA find out who it is that's cryin'.., He thought with a sigh. He couldn't see the girls face just yet, but he was pretty sure it was that girl that found out that her father died at the feast .. " Umm.. Daisy?..", the first year ginger-puff asked with a soft voice. " Are ya okay?.. " He wasn't at all the type to be all There, There.. When someone was down.. In fact he felt awkward and anxious around this emotional type stuff.. Death was a heavy thing to deal with and he was 11 so.. Daisy wouldn't normally be found in the Trophy Room but circumstances were different this time. She was trying to "move on" slightly so that her studies wouldn't suffer and to stop herself from feeling like she was making everyone, especially her fellow badgers walk on eggshells around her. Unfortunately, Daisy was failing and was crying softly amongst the multitude of trophies when she heard a voice. She turned and saw that it was Reese, the redhaired first-year that didn't seem too thrilled when he got sorted into Hufflepuff. When he asked if she was okay, Daisy shook her head as she wiped away her tears. She needed to change the subject for her sake. "How are you adjusting to being a member of Hufflepuff?"