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Harmonizer · 10-01-2008, 02:05 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

Walking into the Common Room, Issy felt mixed feelings of anticipation and worry building in her stomach. Last term, the Common Room had NOT at all been a Common Room and had been covered in all sorts of flower paraphanlia and all sorts of icky stuff like that. Not that she expected that to be in there, this time, but she did find she rather expected SOMETHING of last term, to prove that it had really happened. The Hogwarts Brigade wouldn't even be around.

That familiar choked up feeling tightened her throat as she pushed into the Common Room, warning herself to not even bother looking for Juni, as obviously her best friend was gone. And of course, Hugo wasn't a Ravenclaw, so she she wouldn't have that new friend to go find. Maybe, instead, she should just wander the grounds and find him instead? But already it was too late and Issy had wandered into her Common Room, only to pause and freeze.

Why, hello there, Samson.

Freezing, she eyed him warily for a moment, before looking away, hoping all traces of her hazel eyes upon him would be gone. Samson didn't need to see that, resigned to not be his friend as she was, Issy was still watching him. It was a very hard battle to fight, after all! Their friendship had been complicated and it was still confusing in all sorts of ways.

For a moment, she remained standing there, maybe ten feet away from him, biting her lip and studying the gleam of the light on her new, shiny, shiny black shoes.

Stupid boys!

Her stomach, as her throat, too, constricted and she felt she might sieze up and die if she didn't breathe.

Samson's neck was getting absolutely tired with looking up from his chair to see who was going to enter the Common Room. He didn't know why he was doing it, but he was doing it anyway. Tired and rather irritated, he turned the couch around slightly so that he could easily see who was coming in out of the corner of his eye, and still feel the heat from the fire and enjoy it's calming glow.

Oh. Cue Issy as he sat back down.

His insides started to twist and turn, slowly at first, but then it became more and more rapid, as his decision whether to talk to her or not became more and more difficult. He wondered if she noticed him stare longer than he usually would. Would he talk to her? Should he talk to her? There was so much going on in his mind and he was so confused as to how she would react, and it might ruin is street cred to be so soft and whatever and, and, and...

"Hey, Issy!"

Well. That was easy. And it came out more cheerfully than he had expected. Eugh.

10-01-2008, 02:05 PM	#53 (permalink)
Harmonizer Werewolf Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Not here. Posts: 65,281 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ivandermius Hart Third Year	GUESS WHO'S BACK. BACK AGAIN ♥ Team Samssy ♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron Walking into the Common Room, Issy felt mixed feelings of anticipation and worry building in her stomach. Last term, the Common Room had NOT at all been a Common Room and had been covered in all sorts of flower paraphanlia and all sorts of icky stuff like that. Not that she expected that to be in there, this time, but she did find she rather expected SOMETHING of last term, to prove that it had really happened. The Hogwarts Brigade wouldn't even be around. That familiar choked up feeling tightened her throat as she pushed into the Common Room, warning herself to not even bother looking for Juni, as obviously her best friend was gone. And of course, Hugo wasn't a Ravenclaw, so she she wouldn't have that new friend to go find. Maybe, instead, she should just wander the grounds and find him instead? But already it was too late and Issy had wandered into her Common Room, only to pause and freeze. Why, hello there, Samson. Freezing, she eyed him warily for a moment, before looking away, hoping all traces of her hazel eyes upon him would be gone. Samson didn't need to see that, resigned to not be his friend as she was, Issy was still watching him. It was a very hard battle to fight, after all! Their friendship had been complicated and it was still confusing in all sorts of ways. For a moment, she remained standing there, maybe ten feet away from him, biting her lip and studying the gleam of the light on her new, shiny, shiny black shoes. Stupid boys! Her stomach, as her throat, too, constricted and she felt she might sieze up and die if she didn't breathe. Samson's neck was getting absolutely tired with looking up from his chair to see who was going to enter the Common Room. He didn't know why he was doing it, but he was doing it anyway. Tired and rather irritated, he turned the couch around slightly so that he could easily see who was coming in out of the corner of his eye, and still feel the heat from the fire and enjoy it's calming glow. Oh. Cue Issy as he sat back down. His insides started to twist and turn, slowly at first, but then it became more and more rapid, as his decision whether to talk to her or not became more and more difficult. He wondered if she noticed him stare longer than he usually would. Would he talk to her? Should he talk to her? There was so much going on in his mind and he was so confused as to how she would react, and it might ruin is street cred to be so soft and whatever and, and, and... "Hey, Issy!" Well. That was easy. And it came out more cheerfully than he had expected. Eugh. __________________ -IVANHART-