SPOILER!!: Quotes
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Originally Posted by
AmbiguouslyMe 
Tiberius was wandering morosely down the hall. He couldn't shake the readings he and Edem had done, and sitting in the common room hadn't helped any, so he'd decided to wander the castle. Shuffling his feet and kicking at nothing in particular, he'd made it all the way down to the hourglasses before putting his back to the wall and sliding down until he hit the floor.
Looking up, he was please to see Ravenclaw still in the lead, and only barely noticed the older Slytherin girl tapping at the glasses. He watched the gems fall for a bit, distracted, before drifting back to the readings they'd done down the hall. Evil. Secrecy. Death. It was all too much for an eleven-year-old. Wrapping his arms around his knees, he pulled them close to his chest and then put his head down. He started to cry then, in the hall, ever so softly; unless you were looking right at him, you wouldn't even know he was there.
He was starting to think he wanted to go home.
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Originally Posted by
Zoerawrr From his position in the shadows at the top of the steps to the kitchen level corridor, Jake stared around the Entrance Hall, taking in each and every person present and movement made. More often than not, his eyes were drawn to the hour glasses... specifically the amber gemstones in the Hufflepuff one.
As he made to cross the wall to go up to one of the upper floors, a couple more movements caught his eye, and the sounds of his footfalls on the flagstones ceased. There was a girl there, simple enough... but there was also a crying boy. The first thought that came to little Jakey's mind was that the girl had caused the crying, and he headed over.
"What's going on here?" the boy said, with more authority than he held. Both people seemed... extremely familiar.
Hmmm.
Kiri glanced around when she heard footsteps behind her. The student was wearing a Ravenclaw badge on his robes.
Great, she thought, a smidge annoyed. Did he come here to gloat? Probably not, she added to herself a moment later. The boy was tiny, even smaller than she was. He looked like a first-year - he wouldn't be smart at her. Most likely, anyway.
She went back to peering at the green emeralds in the Slytherin bulb, noting that the glass had smudgy fingerprints all over it.
With a last look, she made as if to leave when her gaze fell on the Ravenclaw boy. He was curled up next to the hourglasses. His shoulders were shaking slightly, and his eyes shimmered oddly. Kiri blinked, confused, but then she realised he was
crying. Biting her lip, she wondered what to do - and what the boy was crying for. It couldn't be the house points, surely. No, this was probably just a convenient location if he wanted to be alone, far away from the cheerful chaos of the Great Hall.
She knelt down beside him and gently prodded his arm. "Hey," she mumbled, "are you okay?" Dumb question, of course he wasn't. But clichés become clichés because everyone uses them, and as a start to a conversation, it wasn't the worst thing to say, was it?
More footsteps could be heard behind her Kiri twisted around, nearly losing her balance, her hand still on the boy's arm. Jake was standing there, looking oddly serious and authoritative. Kiri nodded her head in the direction of the Ravenclaw boy, choosing, for the moment, to ignore Jake's tone of voice - although she'd noticed it with faint disapproval. "Not sure," she said, "I was just, er, asking." She turned and peered at the crying boy again. "Hey," she repeated softly, "what's wrong, then?"