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Ameh · 09-05-2010, 11:57 PM

SPOILER!!: Nia

Quote:

Originally Posted by hermygirl

"Difficult?!" Nia answered, mouth slightly agape. "I'm sure I can count on just my fingers and toes those at Hogwarts who actually know me." Quidditch roster = 9, Raiden = 1, Couple of other Claws. Maybe some other Quidditch peeps from other teams? Yep, about twenty, max.

His emphasis made her smile. Not quite blushing yet though. But it made her feel...a bit more known. Outside the Ravens, at least. "You do," she said with a crooked grin. "And...I guess I'm a Prefect now. So that might add a bit more." She chuckled. It made her sound like she was desperate for popularity. She wasn't. She'd already said she wasn't in it for the glory. She just wanted the thrill and excitement. To finish her time at Hogwarts with a bang.

"Mmhmm. Perhaps," she said, eying the flames once more. She probably should have done a bit more research on the tournament, really. "I didn't mean to make is sound weird and scary. Just wondering. We've all got different qualities and reasons for entering. What makes one person better for the competition than another?"

And then he tapped his heart. Nia looked at him curiously for moment, trying to understand this odd sign language. He really was trying to vex her Ravenclaw brain. Heart could mean many-a-thing. Love, for instance. And then it clicked. Adrenaline, heart. He had heart problems. Adrenaline increased the heart rate, amongst other things (oh yes, Nia knew that from her heart pounding before matches) and that was gonna be dangerous for a bad heart. Aha.

Her thoughts were soon confirmed, and Nia nodded sympathetically. That...must have been so hard as a young boy. Not being able to run around and just be a kid. She wasn't quite sure what to say. She wasn't good with moving stories, as bad as that sounded. It wasn't that she was mean or heartless - she wasn't the emotional type. Or one to dwell on the past too much. Life was for living.

"I couldn't imagine no Quidditch," she said softly, after a moment's thought. "And it's great it's got better. Even more reason to compete, I'd say. Make up for lost excitement." If Nia didn't get in, she sure hoped Raiden did. "Hehe. Yeah. Longggg would be badddd. I want to know if I should protest to Vindictus." She winked with the last bit.

He leaned in, and Nia did too. "My lips are sealed," she said sincerely. Nia was not a gossiper by any stretch of the imagination, and she had no other reason to say it to anyone. Plus, it made her feel...a little special...that he'd confided in her.

"Persistently difficult." The prefect was trying his hardest to not laugh when she went on about counting those who knew her. "Much as you may think you're unknown, you're not. The prettiest girl at the ball last term turned heads, after all. They know who you are."

Whether they actually knew anything about her was a completely different story, but that was the same for most everyone. Raiden might have had a lot of people that knew his name, but were it not one that was difficult to mismatch with a face (Hello, ridiculously Asian name to match his features), he would be able to blend into a crowd easily.

"Well... If it's going by personality traits, then I guess there's a certain set that's better for the competition than others. Someone who's brave but stupid wouldn't be as good a choice as someone brave and intelligent."

Watching the levels her face went through when he told her his secret was... amusing.

"Believe it or not, I didn't miss it most of the time. Being outside, playing around with other kids. I didn't know many kids. Lots of adults. Healers, Healer assistants, tutors because my mum thought going to school would be stressful..." He shrugged. "Kinda like, you don't know what you're missing until later?"

Merlin, but Quidditch... his parents were so against him even thinking about trying that. But that had been his first real way of rebelling and doing what he wanted to do, despite the dangers to himself.

"I tried out anyway." He grinned widely. "It wasn't a smart choice, when looked at from a responsible point of view. But it was my choice. And I really loved playing. I wish I could've gotten on the team instead of being a stand-by, but I took what I could get." He hadn't died, and he was even better now thanks to it, so he counted it as a good decision. "But I've got a lot of time to make up for from before I started school."

Oh Merlin. Poor Vindictus was probably going to have Quidditch players and captains knocking down his door. The fact that the tournament had supplanted the entire Quidditch season... there were a lot of younger kids on the teams, that couldn't participate in the tournament, and now they had no quidditch. And then there were the hardcore Quidditch players like Nia, who probably weren't keen on the fact that it was their final year and they were being short-sticked.

"Don't go too hard on him," he mused, imagining the showdown between the Ravenclaw prefect and her Head of House. "Maybe go up and have a shout at Tate, too. Just for funsies."

He bit his lip and was quite glad that his face hadn't done that warm thing again.

"Thanks. Only a few people know about it, and they've all moved on. Graduated, left, you know? It's not really a big deal anymore, but it still makes people look at me funny."

09-05-2010, 11:57 PM	#211 (permalink)
Ameh Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	You. Gossip Boy. We don't see you. But you'll be on our list. EYES ♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ SPOILER!!: Nia Quote: Originally Posted by hermygirl "Difficult?!" Nia answered, mouth slightly agape. "I'm sure I can count on just my fingers and toes those at Hogwarts who actually know me." Quidditch roster = 9, Raiden = 1, Couple of other Claws. Maybe some other Quidditch peeps from other teams? Yep, about twenty, max. His emphasis made her smile. Not quite blushing yet though. But it made her feel...a bit more known. Outside the Ravens, at least. "You do," she said with a crooked grin. "And...I guess I'm a Prefect now. So that might add a bit more." She chuckled. It made her sound like she was desperate for popularity. She wasn't. She'd already said she wasn't in it for the glory. She just wanted the thrill and excitement. To finish her time at Hogwarts with a bang. "Mmhmm. Perhaps," she said, eying the flames once more. She probably should have done a bit more research on the tournament, really. "I didn't mean to make is sound weird and scary. Just wondering. We've all got different qualities and reasons for entering. What makes one person better for the competition than another?" And then he tapped his heart. Nia looked at him curiously for moment, trying to understand this odd sign language. He really was trying to vex her Ravenclaw brain. Heart could mean many-a-thing. Love, for instance. And then it clicked. Adrenaline, heart. He had heart problems. Adrenaline increased the heart rate, amongst other things (oh yes, Nia knew that from her heart pounding before matches) and that was gonna be dangerous for a bad heart. Aha. Her thoughts were soon confirmed, and Nia nodded sympathetically. That...must have been so hard as a young boy. Not being able to run around and just be a kid. She wasn't quite sure what to say. She wasn't good with moving stories, as bad as that sounded. It wasn't that she was mean or heartless - she wasn't the emotional type. Or one to dwell on the past too much. Life was for living. "I couldn't imagine no Quidditch," she said softly, after a moment's thought. "And it's great it's got better. Even more reason to compete, I'd say. Make up for lost excitement." If Nia didn't get in, she sure hoped Raiden did. "Hehe. Yeah. Longggg would be badddd. I want to know if I should protest to Vindictus." She winked with the last bit. He leaned in, and Nia did too. "My lips are sealed," she said sincerely. Nia was not a gossiper by any stretch of the imagination, and she had no other reason to say it to anyone. Plus, it made her feel...a little special...that he'd confided in her. "Persistently difficult." The prefect was trying his hardest to not laugh when she went on about counting those who knew her. "Much as you may think you're unknown, you're not. The prettiest girl at the ball last term turned heads, after all. They know who you are." Whether they actually knew anything about her was a completely different story, but that was the same for most everyone. Raiden might have had a lot of people that knew his name, but were it not one that was difficult to mismatch with a face (Hello, ridiculously Asian name to match his features), he would be able to blend into a crowd easily. "Well... If it's going by personality traits, then I guess there's a certain set that's better for the competition than others. Someone who's brave but stupid wouldn't be as good a choice as someone brave and intelligent." Watching the levels her face went through when he told her his secret was... amusing. "Believe it or not, I didn't miss it most of the time. Being outside, playing around with other kids. I didn't know many kids. Lots of adults. Healers, Healer assistants, tutors because my mum thought going to school would be stressful..." He shrugged. "Kinda like, you don't know what you're missing until later?" Merlin, but Quidditch... his parents were so against him even thinking about trying that. But that had been his first real way of rebelling and doing what he wanted to do, despite the dangers to himself. "I tried out anyway." He grinned widely. "It wasn't a smart choice, when looked at from a responsible point of view. But it was my choice. And I really loved playing. I wish I could've gotten on the team instead of being a stand-by, but I took what I could get." He hadn't died, and he was even better now thanks to it, so he counted it as a good decision. "But I've got a lot of time to make up for from before I started school." Oh Merlin. Poor Vindictus was probably going to have Quidditch players and captains knocking down his door. The fact that the tournament had supplanted the entire Quidditch season... there were a lot of younger kids on the teams, that couldn't participate in the tournament, and now they had no quidditch. And then there were the hardcore Quidditch players like Nia, who probably weren't keen on the fact that it was their final year and they were being short-sticked. "Don't go too hard on him," he mused, imagining the showdown between the Ravenclaw prefect and her Head of House. "Maybe go up and have a shout at Tate, too. Just for funsies." He bit his lip and was quite glad that his face hadn't done that warm thing again. "Thanks. Only a few people know about it, and they've all moved on. Graduated, left, you know? It's not really a big deal anymore, but it still makes people look at me funny."