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Lindzers · 04-14-2009, 10:26 PM

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Originally Posted by SnitCHchASER

Emalyn had been busy plopping a scoop of mashed potatoes on her plate that she was startled when she heard her friend shouting and almost crashing down next to her. She looked up, her eyes wide, until she laughed.

"Hey you," she smiled, nudging Melanie. "Can you believe it's the end of the year already? You'll be a second year soon!" Ema beamed and handed Melanie the pitcher of pumpkin juice. "You want some?"

Emalyn grinned as she was hugged from behind. She knew that voice very well; the first person ever to speak to her in Hogwarts, on her first day...and now this was Vannah's last day. Emalyn choked back a lump in her throat as she looked up at her.

"Hey!!" she stood up and hugged her back. "Haven't seen you too much," she commented, wrinkling her nose at the seventh year.

The last thing she wanted to do was to mention Vannah leaving to her face. She wanted to cling to her forever, never letting go; even though she hadn't been able to spend too much time with the girl, she had always seen her as something of a...well, a safety zone, maybe. An older sister...or umm...well, someone to depend on, that knew what she was doing. She would have to force Vannah to write when she departed...there was no way she was letting her go that easily.

Melanie, completely ignoring the food surrounding her (she was too excited to eat...), gave Ema a huge grin. "I know!" she squealed happily, pride evident in her voice. She'd come back to school all mature and all then they'd see. She wasn't just an immature Hufflepuff first year. ~~or was she?~~

An amused look took over on the first year's face as she remebered the first time she'd experienced pumpkin juice... and then Ema had offered it to her as well. Her first day at Hogwarts... Melanie shook herself, not wanting to get all freakishly emotional just because someone had offered her some pumpkin juice. "Yep, sure." Melanie said, eagerly, sticking a cup underneath the big glass pitcher so Ema could pour some pumpkin juice in for her. "Please." she added.

Melanie noticed the older girl Ema was speaking to and couldn't help but note she was old enough to be leaving Hogwarts...for good. Melanie never ever ever wanted to leave Hogwarts. Ever.

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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

Dragging his feet and looking as though he'd just lost all the money in the world, Jake sidled into the Great Hall and beelined for his safe Hufflepuff table. Sure, he was glad to go home and get some sleep... but he wasn't too sure what home would be like, because he was going to find his dad. What if it totally sucked. Dangflabbit.

Not paying too much attention to where he was headed, Jake moved along the table and found himself a seat, hands in his pockets, legs swinging beneath him, staring absentmindedly at the wall across from him.

He didn't want to leave. He didn't really think it was all that great here, but it was somewhere he knew... somewhere safe... and there was always someone he could go to.

Siiiiiigh.

Melanie's eyes scanned the table as Ema spoke to the older girl hoping she'd see someone else she knew...

Jake. Jake Upstead.

Was it even worth it? She knew he didn't like her, but he had seemed really nice in the muggle studies project and he'd found her locket, but maybe he was just a fantastic actor.

She didn't exactly desperately want to speak to him, but he looked sad... and you didn't just let another Huffie go sad.

"Jaaaaake." she called, to get his attention , sliding a few inches down the bench to talk to him, still keeping a possessive eye on her seat next to Emalyn. "You look sad." she pointed out, giving him a look that clearly said you're-not-allowed-to-be-sad-while-sitting-at-this-table-so-there and poking him on the shoulder.

04-14-2009, 10:26 PM	#17 (permalink)
Lindzers Formerly: moonyroxs Jobberknoll Join Date: Oct 2008 Location: Ohio =D Posts: 4,298 x6	Baht-ley - The Sweetest - TEAM 947! Quote: Originally Posted by SnitCHchASER Emalyn had been busy plopping a scoop of mashed potatoes on her plate that she was startled when she heard her friend shouting and almost crashing down next to her. She looked up, her eyes wide, until she laughed. "Hey you," she smiled, nudging Melanie. "Can you believe it's the end of the year already? You'll be a second year soon!" Ema beamed and handed Melanie the pitcher of pumpkin juice. "You want some?" Emalyn grinned as she was hugged from behind. She knew that voice very well; the first person ever to speak to her in Hogwarts, on her first day...and now this was Vannah's last day. Emalyn choked back a lump in her throat as she looked up at her. "Hey!!" she stood up and hugged her back. "Haven't seen you too much," she commented, wrinkling her nose at the seventh year. The last thing she wanted to do was to mention Vannah leaving to her face. She wanted to cling to her forever, never letting go; even though she hadn't been able to spend too much time with the girl, she had always seen her as something of a...well, a safety zone, maybe. An older sister...or umm...well, someone to depend on, that knew what she was doing. She would have to force Vannah to write when she departed...there was no way she was letting her go that easily. Melanie, completely ignoring the food surrounding her (she was too excited to eat...), gave Ema a huge grin. "I know!" she squealed happily, pride evident in her voice. She'd come back to school all mature and all then they'd see. She wasn't just an immature Hufflepuff first year. ~~or was she?~~ An amused look took over on the first year's face as she remebered the first time she'd experienced pumpkin juice... and then Ema had offered it to her as well. Her first day at Hogwarts... Melanie shook herself, not wanting to get all freakishly emotional just because someone had offered her some pumpkin juice. "Yep, sure." Melanie said, eagerly, sticking a cup underneath the big glass pitcher so Ema could pour some pumpkin juice in for her. "Please." she added. Melanie noticed the older girl Ema was speaking to and couldn't help but note she was old enough to be leaving Hogwarts...for good. Melanie never ever ever wanted to leave Hogwarts. Ever. Quote: Originally Posted by Zoerawrr Dragging his feet and looking as though he'd just lost all the money in the world, Jake sidled into the Great Hall and beelined for his safe Hufflepuff table. Sure, he was glad to go home and get some sleep... but he wasn't too sure what home would be like, because he was going to find his dad. What if it totally sucked. Dangflabbit. Not paying too much attention to where he was headed, Jake moved along the table and found himself a seat, hands in his pockets, legs swinging beneath him, staring absentmindedly at the wall across from him. He didn't want to leave. He didn't really think it was all that great here, but it was somewhere he knew... somewhere safe... and there was always someone he could go to. Siiiiiigh. Melanie's eyes scanned the table as Ema spoke to the older girl hoping she'd see someone else she knew... Jake. Jake Upstead. Was it even worth it? She knew he didn't like her, but he had seemed really nice in the muggle studies project and he'd found her locket, but maybe he was just a fantastic actor. She didn't exactly desperately want to speak to him, but he looked sad... and you didn't just let another Huffie go sad. "Jaaaaake." she called, to get his attention , sliding a few inches down the bench to talk to him, still keeping a possessive eye on her seat next to Emalyn. "You look sad." she pointed out, giving him a look that clearly said you're-not-allowed-to-be-sad-while-sitting-at-this-table-so-there and poking him on the shoulder. __________________