 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Wasn’t that younger badger {Nyle} the kindest? Dy offered him a warm smile because he seemed so timid {and timid she understood since she sometimes got that way due to stage fright no matter how often she played her violin in Hogwarts’ orchestra}. “That’s fascinating, that information about water balloon materials. What other plants are native to the Amazon Basin?” Maybe talking to the kiddo would have some positive effect on her memory for Herbology NEWTs. Noticing that he was stumbling away, Dy called after the retreating figure. “You’re welcome to sit with us, by the way.”
Dy couldn’t help but overhear Idris and Paul conversing. Sometimes she felt that Id really should have been a Hufflepuff and Paul… well, he should have been anywhere but in Hufflepuff. While she hadn’t really been paying attention to their words between daydreaming of her stellar future and checking on Ariadne, Paul’s question about Idris asking something he already knew. She shot her Housemate a scornful gaze. “Must you always be so rude, Paul? Considering that Idris is the only one who puts up with you, I would have thought that you would be nicer to him.” Dy’s gaze shifted to Id now morphing into one of pity. “I dunno how and why you put up with him.” The seventh year would have thumped Paul on the head if he were her sibling or bestie.
Id didn’t mind that Paul wasn’t bumping him back. He had enough of those to share for the both of them! Too bad, Paul! He couldn’t be gotten rid of that easily, not when Id knew you needed a little friendliness to lighten up your life!
Of course his sister was okay! She was more than, actually. She was the best and right up there with Jan, sharing the title of ‘The Best Siblings In The Whole World’. The Gryffindor waved a hand. “She’ll be fine. She’ll probably be more interested in catching Dad E’s attention in her excitement. I’ll give her a little time to settle in then join her when we’re ready to eat.” Id bumped Paul’s shoulder again. “Sorry I can’t stick around if that’s the case.” Obviously he had no clue that the Hufflepuff had been about to refuse his request.
His gaze remained stuck to the other guy, mistaking the bump he received for a returned one, even if there was a chance of it being a reluctant one. What a question; there was a reply which already came to mind. “Because, silly head, sometimes words can go a long way in reassuring someone.” Smiling happily, the Gryffindor turned his attention back to the Sorting. “Probably. Do you miss him?” He resisted giggling but couldn’t stop his smile from turning into a grin. “I can let him stay with you tonight if you want.”
The third year grinned good naturedly at Dy. “It’s okay, Dy. Paul just needs a little extra friendliness his way to help melt that rude personality away.” And Id was happy to be the one to help with that. So it wasn’t him ‘putting up’ with Paul as Dy and others may think. It was him being patient and a good friend to the other guy.
There was a familiar face approaching the Puff table. “Hi, Felicity!” The urge to call her ‘Feli’ was real but Id didn’t know his brother’s teammate that well. “Always! The joy of being back and seeing each other again is what gets everyone that way, I reckon,’’ Id said wisely. “I hope you love it here. Oh, this is my best friend, Paul. Paul, this is Jan’s teammate on the Quidditch team.” He bumped Paul’s shoulder again, a reminder of sorts for him to be nice. |