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Stormdancer · 04-09-2020, 09:46 PM

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Although the year hadn't been particularly awful - OWLs aside, of course - Józef was happy to be heading home. Summer meant Quidditch Camp, and (hopefully) retaining his place on the national team. Even though he'd been flying and practicing during the year, the Gryffindor had definitely missed the competitve aspect of the sport.

Never a lone wolf, Jó decided to look through the train for one of his friends or, failing that, someone else he could get to know during the journey. And so, after a brief stop at the food trolly for some essential snacks, he found Holly sitting alone and promptly slid the compartment door open.

"Alright, Holly? You want a pumpkin pasty?"

Had Holly moved since she had curled up and stared out of the window? Nope! Had she spoken to anyone? No, she hadn't. Her chin was resting on her knees and her arms were still wrapped tightly around her knees as she watched the countryside zip past the window.

She was so zoned out of it, however that Professor Trent likely would have told her off for not paying attention. It wasn't until Jó offered her food and she heard the word pasty that she even turned her head and blinked at the taller Gryffindor boy.

"Sorry... What?" She blinked again and motioned at any of the seats, assuming he'd said something about eating his pasty's.

04-09-2020, 09:46 PM	#14 (permalink)
Stormdancer DMC & DMAC Chizpurfle Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: Scotland, [GMT] Posts: 10,058 Hogwarts RPG Name: Bennett Potter Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Atlas Ward Ravenclaw First Year	Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Although the year hadn't been particularly awful - OWLs aside, of course - Józef was happy to be heading home. Summer meant Quidditch Camp, and (hopefully) retaining his place on the national team. Even though he'd been flying and practicing during the year, the Gryffindor had definitely missed the competitve aspect of the sport. Never a lone wolf, Jó decided to look through the train for one of his friends or, failing that, someone else he could get to know during the journey. And so, after a brief stop at the food trolly for some essential snacks, he found Holly sitting alone and promptly slid the compartment door open. "Alright, Holly? You want a pumpkin pasty?" Had Holly moved since she had curled up and stared out of the window? Nope! Had she spoken to anyone? No, she hadn't. Her chin was resting on her knees and her arms were still wrapped tightly around her knees as she watched the countryside zip past the window. She was so zoned out of it, however that Professor Trent likely would have told her off for not paying attention. It wasn't until Jó offered her food and she heard the word pasty that she even turned her head and blinked at the taller Gryffindor boy. "Sorry... What?" She blinked again and motioned at any of the seats, assuming he'd said something about eating his pasty's. __________________