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FearlessLeader19 · 08-01-2020, 11:49 PM

SPOILER!!: Heath <3

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Heath returned Claudine’s grin with a small one of his own. “Sound reasoning,” he replied, nodding. He was relieved that she didn’t think he was laughing at her. He would never do that! She knew that, right? He would never laugh at anybody; he’d had that happen to him too many times to ever want to do it to anyone else. That was why he hardly ever allowed himself to laugh at anything at all. Then there could be no misunderstandings. “I would never laugh at you.”

Heath was so lost in thought that he almost missed Claudine’s next words. Seriously, what was wrong with him? He hardly ever talked about his family, and he never revealed his insecurities to anyone. Now within the past few minutes, he’d done both. He blinked confusedly. So she didn’t think he was terrible at spells? That was surprising. “That’s probably because I hide it well,” he said quietly. He was good at hiding, or so he thought until just now. Did the storm make him forget how to hide his emotions? Or maybe it made him forget why he had to instead? “The only way I can cast spells in lessons is to pretend to be someone else…”

It was no surprise to Heath that Claudine didn’t like public speaking; he felt the same way about it. “I know. I don’t like it either,” he said. “That sounds completely mad, doesn’t it? An actor who hates public speaking…” He chuckled softly. “... but the two things are more different than you might think. In acting, you usually have a script to stop you from saying the wrong thing, and if you do, it’s the character you play who is judged for it, not yourself.”

Heath smiled at Claudine’s encouragement - that was exactly what his mum told him, but it was a thing easier said than done - and his smile grew when she promised not to judge him. He already knew that, otherwise he would never have told her any of this, but it was still nice to hear. “I know you won’t,” he said. For several agonizing moments, he thought he said the wrong thing by telling Claudine he trusted her until she finally spoke. He thought for a minute, but he could not for the life of him recall seeing her be rude to anyone… though he wasn’t sure if that was because it never happened or because of his deteriorating memory. “Maybe you are,” he conceded, “but you’ve never been rude to me.”

On the contrary, she’d shown him kindness when he needed it most, and she had no idea what that meant to him… and she never would. The more of himself he revealed to her, the more he feared he’d scare her away, not because he didn’t trust her but because that’s what everyone did when they saw the real Heath. They always left. His eyes darted nervously around the room in search of something to change the subject before he said too much. “How’s your cold?” he asked, looking at her with concern.

He would never laugh at her? Claudine was confused yet again as to why Heath was always so kind to her; he was the only one whom she could remember that didn’t annoy her. These facts sort of confused her. Maybe she was loosing touch with her personality. Claudine impatiently dabbed at her runny nose with a tissue. Ugh. She hated to be sick. But her focus was still on Heath. She was learning more about him during this conversation than she had ever had. “I think you should stop that. You should always be you,’’ she advised firmly.

The Slytherin returned to her original position of resting her chin on her hands. It dawned on her that Heath might not like who he was and that made her sad. She thought he was one of the nicest persons she ever met and he was a good friend to her and no doubt to anyone else. “You shouldn’t be afraid of anyone judging you. No matter who you choose to be, there are idiots who will judge still. The way I see it is you should be the person you were born as.” There was no way that she was going to tell him what she thought of him; Claudine found it difficult to express her feelings and thoughts, especially if it involved someone else.

Claudine chuckled, still reeling slightly from Heath’s revelation earlier. “Fair point.” It seemed they would continue to get along well but this sort of felt like deja vu. Hadn’t she had a friendship like this before until something bad happened? “It’s still the same, I think. I believe I’d feel a lot better once I have that soup.’’ Or did Heath forget about it?

08-01-2020, 11:49 PM	#49 (permalink)
FearlessLeader19 WWW & Potterdom Mod Newbie Mod Wrackspurt Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: SHIELD's Helicarrier Posts: 214,234 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dhruv Vihaan Khanna Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aryan Zahid Atreyu-Rehman Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Idris Ace Grunt Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Dynah Aavni Atreyu-Rehman Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Krittika Saanvi Joshi Ravenclaw Sixth Year x12 x12	~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Heath <3 Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Heath returned Claudine’s grin with a small one of his own. “Sound reasoning,” he replied, nodding. He was relieved that she didn’t think he was laughing at her. He would never do that! She knew that, right? He would never laugh at anybody; he’d had that happen to him too many times to ever want to do it to anyone else. That was why he hardly ever allowed himself to laugh at anything at all. Then there could be no misunderstandings. *“I would never* laugh at you.” Heath was so lost in thought that he almost missed Claudine’s next words. Seriously, what was wrong with him? He hardly ever talked about his family, and he never revealed his insecurities to anyone. Now within the past few minutes, he’d done both. He blinked confusedly. So she didn’t think he was terrible at spells? That was surprising. “That’s probably because I hide it well,” he said quietly. He was good at hiding, or so he thought until just now. Did the storm make him forget how to hide his emotions? Or maybe it made him forget why he had to instead? “The only way I can cast spells in lessons is to pretend to be someone else…” It was no surprise to Heath that Claudine didn’t like public speaking; he felt the same way about it. “I know. I don’t like it either,” he said. “That sounds completely mad, doesn’t it? An actor who hates public speaking…” He chuckled softly. “... but the two things are more different than you might think. In acting, you usually have a script to stop you from saying the wrong thing, and if you do, it’s the character you play who is judged for it, not yourself.” Heath smiled at Claudine’s encouragement - that was exactly what his mum told him, but it was a thing easier said than done - and his smile grew when she promised not to judge him. He already knew that, otherwise he would never have told her any of this, but it was still nice to hear. “I know you won’t,” he said. For several agonizing moments, he thought he said the wrong thing by telling Claudine he trusted her until she finally spoke. He thought for a minute, but he could not for the life of him recall seeing her be rude to anyone… though he wasn’t sure if that was because it never happened or because of his deteriorating memory. “Maybe you are,” he conceded, “but you’ve never been rude to me.”** On the contrary, she’d shown him kindness when he needed it most, and she had no idea what that meant to him… and she never would. The more of himself he revealed to her, the more he feared he’d scare her away, not because he didn’t trust her but because that’s what everyone did when they saw the real Heath. They always left. His eyes darted nervously around the room in search of something to change the subject before he said too much. “How’s your cold?” he asked, looking at her with concern. He would never laugh at her? Claudine was confused yet again as to why Heath was always so kind to her; he was the only one whom she could remember that didn’t annoy her. These facts sort of confused her. Maybe she was loosing touch with her personality. Claudine impatiently dabbed at her runny nose with a tissue. Ugh. She hated to be sick. But her focus was still on Heath. She was learning more about him during this conversation than she had ever had. “I think you should stop that. You should always be you,’’ she advised firmly. The Slytherin returned to her original position of resting her chin on her hands. It dawned on her that Heath might not like who he was and that made her sad. She thought he was one of the nicest persons she ever met and he was a good friend to her and no doubt to anyone else. “You shouldn’t be afraid of anyone judging you. No matter who you choose to be, there are idiots who will judge still. The way I see it is you should be the person you were born as.” There was no way that she was going to tell him what she thought of him; Claudine found it difficult to express her feelings and thoughts, especially if it involved someone else. Claudine chuckled, still reeling slightly from Heath’s revelation earlier. “Fair point.” It seemed they would continue to get along well but this sort of felt like deja vu. Hadn’t she had a friendship like this before until something bad happened? “It’s still the same, I think. I believe I’d feel a lot better once I have that soup.’’ Or did Heath forget about it? __________________ 🌺🌺🌺 I fall in love with boys I see on a TV screen. The ones in books who are as perfect as they can be.🌺🌺🌺