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sweetpinkpixie · 08-31-2024, 02:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Emzily

Summer had been a whirlwind but in mostly good ways. Solomon had even managed to cram at least an hour or twos studying in about a week ago - a smart choice to keep certain subjects fresh in his head during the break. The older he got, the shorter the breaks felt. A painful reminder of getting old. The brunette certainly didn’t feel like a seventh year student, although he was perfectly capable of sneering at a few rising first years upon platform 9 3/4. All for show, of course. Anyone that knew Solomon would know he was a little pussycat at heart.

He searched for sneers as well as providing his own, obviously looking for his friend, Sage. They’d planned to spend the train ride together, and he had hoped that he would find her beforehand so they could handhold down the corridor, but here we are. Solly found himself an empty compartment that he would intend on keeping empty until she found him. The handholding could wait until they got there, he supposed.

His hair in a bit of a ruckus, Solomon fixed it with a hat, and stared at the window as he waited for the train to start moving. Shouldn’t be long now as the clock was ticking towards 11am. In the meantime, the Slytherin pulled out his notebook and started scribbling and scratching words down. A picture of of calm and collected once more.

Sage had not been able to cross of the entirety of her summer to-do list, the most infuriating of those items being her lack of improvement in wand identification, but it had been a very good summer indeed. It was also also quite nice to be heading aboard the Hogwarts Express and not having to worry too much about who she would sit with. However... this rarely was a serious concern since she always had her sister to sit with but she was choosing to ignore that technicality at the moment. It would have been nice to have walked the platform and corridors WITH him, but these back to school traditions were more family centric and she really wasn't too keen on subjecting Solomon to interrogation from papa and dad. She would see how things went until the winter holidays and reevaluate.

With a magazine tucked under her arm, Sage boarded the Hogwarts Express and started the task of finding Solomon. Really, it would have been so much more gentlemanly if he had just waited for her at the entrance to the back cars but she supposed she could appreciate his initiative in securing them a compartment - which meant that she was, once again, impressed by his ability to plan ahead. While not as anxious as she had been for their zoo date, the seventh year had made the mistake of doing research in the form of quiz taking once again to find out what sort of cuddler she was. According to her results, she was a Sweetheart Cradle Cuddler (which was equiparts embarrassingly named and giddy inducing) and the description of what this entailed had presented her with entirely too many visuals and she did not know what to do with them all. It also seemed a lot for a first outing at cuddling with Solomon but also the idea of his head in her lap or her head in his lap was tempting and very much so. Another result had been the more basic Arm Draper Cuddler and that result felt like a more achievable entry point into their cuddleship.

But heads in laps and playing with hair..

"There you are, finally," she groaned while weaving around a pair of energetic first years chasing chocolate frogs down the corridor and practically bouncing off the walls themselves as the train departed King's Cross. Thankfully the eagerness of younger students to be returning to Hogwarts had her exasperated enough to forget how nervous she was and she quickly slid the door shut before joining him on the seat and plopped the magazine on her lap. "You writing sonnets about me already?" she teased with a little nudge of the shoulder and as her freshly lip glossed lips curve and lashes fluttered.

08-31-2024, 02:57 AM	#9 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,795 Hogwarts RPG Name: Anna Walles Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sage Ransom-Kruus Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Emzily Summer had been a whirlwind but in mostly good ways. Solomon had even managed to cram at least an hour or twos studying in about a week ago - a smart choice to keep certain subjects fresh in his head during the break. The older he got, the shorter the breaks felt. A painful reminder of getting old. The brunette certainly didn’t feel like a seventh year student, although he was perfectly capable of sneering at a few rising first years upon platform 9 3/4. All for show, of course. Anyone that knew Solomon would know he was a little pussycat at heart. He searched for sneers as well as providing his own, obviously looking for his friend, Sage. They’d planned to spend the train ride together, and he had hoped that he would find her beforehand so they could handhold down the corridor, but here we are. Solly found himself an empty compartment that he would intend on keeping empty until she found him. The handholding could wait until they got there, he supposed. His hair in a bit of a ruckus, Solomon fixed it with a hat, and stared at the window as he waited for the train to start moving. Shouldn’t be long now as the clock was ticking towards 11am. In the meantime, the Slytherin pulled out his notebook and started scribbling and scratching words down. A picture of of calm and collected once more. Sage had not been able to cross of the entirety of her summer to-do list, the most infuriating of those items being her lack of improvement in wand identification, but it had been a very good summer indeed. It was also also quite nice to be heading aboard the Hogwarts Express and not having to worry too much about who she would sit with. However... this rarely was a serious concern since she always had her sister to sit with but she was choosing to ignore that technicality at the moment. It would have been nice to have walked the platform and corridors WITH him, but these back to school traditions were more family centric and she really wasn't too keen on subjecting Solomon to interrogation from papa and dad. She would see how things went until the winter holidays and reevaluate. With a magazine tucked under her arm, Sage boarded the Hogwarts Express and started the task of finding Solomon. Really, it would have been so much more gentlemanly if he had just waited for her at the entrance to the back cars but she supposed she could appreciate his initiative in securing them a compartment - which meant that she was, once again, impressed by his ability to plan ahead. While not as anxious as she had been for their zoo date, the seventh year had made the mistake of doing research in the form of quiz taking once again to find out what sort of cuddler she was. According to her results, she was a Sweetheart Cradle Cuddler (which was equiparts embarrassingly named and giddy inducing) and the description of what this entailed had presented her with entirely too many visuals and she did not know what to do with them all. It also seemed a lot for a first outing at cuddling with Solomon but also the idea of his head in her lap or her head in his lap was tempting and very much so. Another result had been the more basic Arm Draper Cuddler and that result felt like a more achievable entry point into their cuddleship. But heads in laps and playing with hair.. "*There you are, finally," she groaned while weaving around a pair of energetic first years chasing chocolate frogs down the corridor and practically bouncing off the walls themselves as the train departed King's Cross. Thankfully the eagerness of younger students to be returning to Hogwarts had her exasperated enough to forget how nervous she was and she quickly slid the door shut before joining him on the seat and plopped the magazine on her lap. "You writing sonnets about me already?" she teased with a little nudge of the shoulder and as her freshly lip glossed lips curve and lashes fluttered. __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with* fire and gold in our eyes