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People I looove. -coughSammyandAshliecough- xD This was not the way Willow had been wishing for the term to start. Getting in trouble with Vindictus for arguing with Gavin, Terry taking seat beside her... Honestly, where were her friends? Sabrina, Issy, Eleanor. . . The sane people, in other words. Willow just felt like smacking her head against the wooden table. Who cared if she got hurt? She could always visit the Hospital Wing afterwards. Feeling the presence of someone else taking seat beside her, Willow did not have to look up to see who had been, for as soon as a cinnamon scent filled her nostrils, she knew it was Terry. No one else she knew had such a--beguiling scent. Mentally, Willow gave herself a good kick for thinking this. "Indeed, I'm doing alright, Terry." Not. Well--if she were being completely honest with herself, Willow knew that she was better now. Why? She didn't even know, and to be honest, she didn't want to, for the fourteen year old was sure that she would not like the answer. "Yourself?" Being polite to Terry was not as hard as Willow thought it might be, and it felt good in its own way. If this was the outcome of having Professor Vindictus around, then he should hang out around Willow more often. With the corner of her eye, Willow noticed a very small and rather flustered figure taking seat in front of her. Finally! someone sane. Finally someone who Willow didn't have to question their table manners. A grin of relieve spread across her lips, showing a set of pearly white teeth. Oddly enough, this make her look quite a bit like her brother. "I believe you are a bit late, Issy, yes. What happened?" Agreed Willow, still smiling. Now she was not going to have to deal with Terry, Gavin, and Vindictus all by herself. Isabella Cortella was probably going to be a distraction for Gavin, seeing that Willow knew they were quite close. And Terry, well, knowing him, he'll probably flirt with Issy in front of her. The single thought of this felt almost as if something was burning inside her stomach a little bit. Quickly, the fourth year ignored this feeling, and introduce the two of them. "Terry, this is my friend Issy. Issy this is Terry." Willow did a pretty good job introducing people, if she did say so herself--and trust me, she did. "Terry here seems to apparently have forgotten where is the Gryffindor table located, of course." She eyed Terry's plate briefly, before adding. "That's the only thing I can come up with to explain his presence in the Ravenclaw table." Her tone of voice was polite. Almost too formal for a mere fourteen year old girl. Of course that this was only because Willow had not forgotten Vindictus was there. She had to be polite in front of the head of the house. |
Ashlie&&Angie. <333333333 Terry scooped out some more potato onto his fork, having wayy more than he should have trouble trying to contain his smugness at the situation. It seemed to be exuding from his every pore. 'That's good then,' Terry smiled, eyeing her sneakily, 'I'm alright, I suppose. I could be doing better.' He continued on in an innocent tone, 'If I perhaps, actually knew your name this time?' Dude, she couldn't avoid him now? Not when they were going to the same school? And with several other students around? PLUS a professor? He had the feeling though she'd still find a way to avoid the question. He was still having a hard time getting used to her tactfully being nice though. It kept knocking him off. He could certainly get used to it though. He grinned to himself when she didn't move away her arm, even though he would have bet his entire sock collection she was certainly itching to do so. SCORE! He smirked nonchalantly, 'How was the rest of your summer then? Get up to anything good?' Gah, which reminded him. All this talking was making him thirsty. Reaching over for his pumpkin juice, he nearly screamed as a human bomb dived insanely straight past. Although of course, he would have screamed in a most manly manner. That is, if he'd screamed. Which he so hadn't. -cough- He straightened in his seat, looking up only to find the so called 'bomb' had been a girl. How...not awkward. But thankfully her talking deviated his attention. 'Hey there,' Terry murmured, then made a show of raising his wrist up and glancing at his watch, 'Naah, you're not too late, I don't think. Only about two odd hours?' He glanced across at her, smiling mischieviously at her to signal he was only teasing. |
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"Patty," repeated Maura. "Got it. I'm in second year. It's nice to meet you, Patty!" she said. "No. When the Minister got married, he and his wife decided to have two separate schools, one for girls and one for boys," she explained. "They named the girls' school belle's after Clara, and they named the boys' school Cooper's after the Minister. I'm not sure why they decided to have different schools, but Hogwarts is back now, hopefully for good. Does that make sense?" |
Celandine was having trouble with Pirates. She couldn't quite make them small enough for the boat; and they'd be able to eat her seamonster in one or maybe two bites. She took a mouthful of potato island, gravy sea and topped it off with the seamonster and the boat; and chewed thoughtfully. Oh! She could make them stranded on a desert island! Cela used her spoon to push all the potatoes together and added a little more gravy. Her one-inch high assorted-vegetable-pirates she placed carefully in the centre of the potato island. Very carefully, Celandine used the end of her spoon to mark an x in the potatoes. It still needed something else. |
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"I'm going to eat it you know." Cela told Barry matter-of-factly. "Besides, Castles and Pirates don't quite go together." she added under her breath. She tossed her head, sending her golden-blonde hair bouncing. "Can't a girl get a little creative once and a while?" And the pirates looked really awesome so she was relatively content. It would be even cooler if she had the guts to throw the potato. But she wasn't in the business of losing points. Or getting detention. Unless it was with Steelsheen since that'd be pretty okay. |
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Barry was taken aback by what Cela had said "Creative? I`ll have to get you an art kit for chrismas ." It was true she needed something else to use which wasn`t food "I didn`t say you wern`t going to eat it um treasure goes well with pirates don`t they" ahh why did he say that now she would make that too |
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"Well, I'm happy to be here at Hogwarts and not that Bell-ding-a-ling school! What were they thinking of?" she said to Maura, "I'm sorry that you guys had to go there in the first place. Imagine if you'd done your first year here instead?" she really felt sad that last years students were treated so shoddily. She looked around again, appreciating the grand old school that Hogwarts was. She shook her head in disbelief. |
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Tashlie and Sam. =) Well, well. Terry was making himself comfortable in the Ravenclaw table now, and Willow was not in a position of telling me to get up and leave. Sighing, the girl reached for the chocolate cake, and helped herself with some. Eyes locked on the cake on her plate, Willow's lips curled, allowing a little snicker make an appearance. Terry still wanted to know her name, and to be perfectly honest, Willow was not sure if she wanted to give him her name. Not yet, anyway. "Remember what I said about patience once? It is a really good virtue, you know... " She trailed off, leaving it there. Snicker still in place, the girl grabbed her spoon, and stuffed some chocolate inside her mouth with one swift movement. The snicker, however, vanished as soon as her eyes noticed the smirk on Terry's face. He was enjoying himself, the young Ravenclaw was positive of this. Might as well let him have the time of his life, while he could. The feast did not last forever, and as soon as Vindictus decided to return to the staff table, Willow was planning to tell Terry Saunders one thing or two. "It was alright. My brother got married, as your already know, and the father or my friend Sabrina got married, so I attended to his wedding," replied Willow pleasantly, almost as if Terry and her were a couple of good friends, catching up on the summer events. "Issy and some other friends were there, as well. What about you?" Listening to Terry's and Issy's exchange, the fourteen year old rolled her eyes at him. Had he not heard Issy was her friend? He should not be saying that to her! Issy, Willow was sure, had a very good reason to be late to the feast. A reason that of course, was none of Terry's business. |
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"I doubt that we'll see any flowers around here, apart from the greenhouses." she looked up to the staff's table. "There are some really gloomy looking people up there." Patricia made a funny face, making her brows go up and down to make a point. She giggled under her breath. |
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