YesJess! | Captain Goggles | Mama Badger | Eva's Soul Sister | An OG™ | It's all in the Numbers Carsyn frowned slightly upon seeing Cece because the younger girl always had a smile and zest for life. She (and her other dormmates actually), seemed so carefree, lovely, without the stresses of adolescence to bother them yet. So why was Cece suddenly looking so sad? That practically broke the fifth year to pieces because she could handle being sad and disappointed, but she didn't want that among her younger housemates. Not until at least fourth year. "Hey Cece, smile! Sunshine and quidditch is right around the corner!" She wondered if the girl was playing for the under 14 team yet. Rylee was lucky. She wouldn't have to know a Hogwarts without Sandhu. Well, technically she did before Sandhu came to teach; technically Carsyn did too, but it was strange to recall those times because since Sandhu had become their head of house, the woman was perhaps the most diplomatic and selfless professor of all. It was hard to recall what their head of house was like before. Who it was? Sandhu was a natural, honestly, and Carsyn didn't particularly want to think of next term because what if the person to replace her didn't fit as well into those shoe? She knew she had to be strong, if nothing more than for Cece and Phoebe and Bernie and all the other younger kids. She tossed a smile at the seventh year though, "Summer will definitely be much well received. Looking forward to getting back out there on the pitch. What about YOU though, Rylee? What's next? Congratulations on graduating," Cause not everyone made it.
The thing that Carsyn liked most about Lucas being her co-prefect was how well they complimented each other. Like was it noticed how he was the introvert to her extrovert? She had the gall to change topics. To be outgoing. To be athletic. Not that Lucas wasn't fit, but she did know he wasn't into sports, whereas she wanted and liked to keep busy. "Aww, you should at least do something, even if it's take a solitary stroll on the beach or something. Me? For certain I'll be playing seeker for the Wales Under 17 team again, but other than that...." She shrugged, her light eyes in search of certain faces. What she wanted to do and what would happen were probably two different things, to be honest. "Uh what. When were you going to tell me about quidditch camp??" She turned suddenly at Cole, frowning, but also delighted by this news. "Oh you know, just the usual for me. Quidditch. I'll be playing for the Wales Under 17 team again. And trying to soak up as much of summer as I can. You should come watch me though, if you have a free weekend."
And the Headmaster was talking, congratulating Gryffindor on their winning the house cup to which Carsyn was obviously delighted by but wait, what?? Why did he also seem to be reprimanding some students too in a Headmaster Trent sort of way? Also was that an eye roll Bernie? Honestly, she would see in three short years how after taking these blasted examinations that one simply didn't want to talk about it. It wasn't being rude or bossy, it was just, she'd had ENOUGH of OWL talk for the last 10 months - it was literally on every fifth year's mind since September (or earlier). And that was when she heard her name.
Ummmmmmm .... When Bernie was right opposite her, she blinked.
This was oddly suspicious. "You help... help you... me help..." gosh why couldn't she form words? "I .... suppose... what help I you with?" Wait what? That didn't make sense. Taking a roll she shoved a piece into her mouth to chew rapidly before swallowing. "Sorry, Um what was that. What did you need help with?"
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