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Soon as Rayedem got sorted, he looked around for the Ravenclaw table, and walked there hurriedly as soon as he found it. The table was long, yet there wasn't quite an empty seat. It's so crowded, he thought, I need to find somewhere a little quieter.. Perhaps to the end of the table.. Wait. He had just seen a wide enough space for him to sit on, and it wasn't at the end at all. When he got there he looked to his right and left--isn't this quite in the middle? He didn't care.
He looked around again, forced a smile at everyone whose eyes caught his by accident. He didn't wait to find out whether they returned his smile, he quickly looked down at the table just to avoid any more eye contacts. Just then he realized he was really thirsty. Then, still looking down, he reached for an empty goblet and a jug of what he thought to be orange juice. He poured the contents into his goblet, and took a sip of it. A frown appeared across his forehead just as soon as he did so. Eww, what is this? This is not orange juice. Yuck. Then he looked around the table, still frowning, for some plain water or anything else but the liquid he just drank.
Bored of reading, Michelle looked around for familiar people, but saw none. She didn't fit in here. There was a guy who was sitting very close, but there was a lot of empty space around him. Chelle caught his smile and smiled back, but he didn't wait for her return. `Maybe he's also a first year. Should I go talk to him? Better not, maybe he doesn't want to talk, that's why he's sitting in an empty space so far from me,' she thought. She shrugged and decided to taste the gobletful of juice lying in front of her. `Who filled this goblet, it wasn't filled when I sat here?' she wondered. Still frowning, she drank it. She knew what this was, cranberry juice! Too sour, but delicious.
Bored of reading, Michelle looked around for familiar people, but saw none. She didn't fit in here. There was a guy who was sitting very close, but there was a lot of empty space around him. Chelle caught his smile and smiled back, but he didn't wait for her return. `Maybe he's also a first year. Should I go talk to him? Better not, maybe he doesn't want to talk, that's why he's sitting in an empty space so far from me,' she thought. She shrugged and decided to taste the gobletful of juice lying in front of her. `Who filled this goblet, it wasn't filled when I sat here?' she wondered. Still frowning, she drank it. She knew what this was, cranberry juice! Too sour, but delicious.
Rayedem felt anxious already as he felt a pair of eyes gazing at him even when he's already looked away. He refrained from his vain attempt to find some plain water to drink, drew back and hesitatingly glanced to his right side. There was a girl sitting next to the empty space next to him. He watched as the girl drank from a goblet in front of her--gosh, how could she like that stuff? Wait, maybe she's not a muggleborn after all. Maybe I'm the only muggleborn here. Thinking back now, he hasn't met anyone of his heritage.. Of course I'm not alone. He convinced himself.
"H--Hey there," his throat was dry. I need to find something to drink."What are you drinking? Is it good? I really need to find something-er-normal, you know, that juice I have just had was horrible." he paused, holding his throat and frowned in pain, "I'm Rayedem, by the way. Rayedem Roumimper, first year. Nice to meet you."
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Rayedem felt anxious already as he felt a pair of eyes gazing at him even when he's already looked away. He refrained from his vain attempt to find some plain water to drink, drew back and hesitatingly glanced to his right side. There was a girl sitting next to the empty space next to him. He watched as the girl drank from a goblet in front of her--gosh, how could she like that stuff? Wait, maybe she's not a muggleborn after all. Maybe I'm the only muggleborn here. Thinking back now, he hasn't met anyone of his heritage.. Of course I'm not alone. He convinced himself.
"H--Hey there," his throat was dry. I need to find something to drink."What are you drinking? Is it good? I really need to find something-er-normal, you know, that juice I have just had was horrible." he paused, holding his throat and frowned in pain, "I'm Rayedem, by the way. Rayedem Roumimper, first year. Nice to meet you."
Michelle turned as the boy who had earlier smiled and looked away, was talking to her. He was stuttering, and looked really nervous. So I'm not the only one who's actually anxious to be here, she thought. `Hi Rayedem. Nice to meet you too, and I'm also a first year. This is cranberry juice. Cranberry is a fruit, and its really sour. Even I'm looking for water but since there isn't any, this works well for me.'
Chelle was extremely keen to make friends here. How could she survive wthout friends in a place full of strangers who were not even normal? She gave Rayedem a warmhearted smile. He seemed nice but lost here, just like herself. `Are you... what they call... pureblood?' she asked, trying to remember whether what she said was right.
Michelle turned as the boy who had earlier smiled and looked away, was talking to her. He was stuttering, and looked really nervous. So I'm not the only one who's actually anxious to be here, she thought. `Hi Rayedem. Nice to meet you too, and I'm also a first year. This is cranberry juice. Cranberry is a fruit, and its really sour. Even I'm looking for water but since there isn't any, this works well for me.'
Chelle was extremely keen to make friends here. How could she survive wthout friends in a place full of strangers who were not even normal? She gave Rayedem a warmhearted smile. He seemed nice but lost here, just like herself. `Are you... what they call... pureblood?' she asked, trying to remember whether what she said was right.
Still holding his throat, Rayedem swallowed just so that he could speak without feeling pain, then he said, "Cranberry? Well, I like cranberry juice. In fact, I'd like some now," as his sore voice broke he made a waving gesture with his right hand, and pointed his throat with the other, indicating how thirsty he was. He cleared his throat, feeling pain as if it's being cut by a knife or something, and said again, "Pureblood?" he chuckled, resisting the pain, "No, no, on the contrary, I am a muggleborn. Maybe that's why I don't recognize the stuff I just drank. What about you?"
That's it, he thought, this only happened in his life twice--getting so thirsty that he felt the burning in his throat until he lost his voice--once when he was punished by his father, being locked up in his own room because of the pranks he used to pull against the neighbors, and then now. It was never a pleasant experience. Rayedem recalled how he had bit his tongue in his desperation for water.. And got blood instead, but at least it did soothe the pain. It won't happen this time, not when I have so many kinds of drink I could choose from--maybe.
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Still holding his throat, Rayedem swallowed just so that he could speak without feeling pain, then he said, "Cranberry? Well, I like cranberry juice. In fact, I'd like some now," as his sore voice broke he made a waving gesture with his right hand, and pointed his throat with the other, indicating how thirsty he was. He cleared his throat, feeling pain as if it's being cut by a knife or something, and said again, "Pureblood?" he chuckled, resisting the pain, "No, no, on the contrary, I am a muggleborn. Maybe that's why I don't recognize the stuff I just drank. What about you?"
That's it, he thought, this only happened in his life twice--getting so thirsty that he felt the burning in his throat until he lost his voice--once when he was punished by his father, being locked up in his own room because of the pranks he used to pull against the neighbors, and then now. It was never a pleasant experience. Rayedem recalled how he had bit his tongue in his desperation for water.. And got blood instead, but at least it did soothe the pain. It won't happen this time, not when I have so many kinds of drink I could choose from--maybe.
Chelle laughed as the fright on Rayedem's face disappeared when he came to know that this was cranberry juice. She poured some more juice into the goblet and offered it to Rayedem. Maybe Hogwarts wasn't that bad.
She heaved a sigh of relief as Rayedem said that he was a muggleborn. `So am I! That's really good to know. It makes me feel like I'm not a complete idiot who just got lost on her way to a School of Witchcraft.' She was so lonely here that she felt homesick. Rayedem was nice to speak to.
`My name is Michelle but you should call me Chelle. That's what my friends call me,' she said.
Chelle laughed as the fright on Rayedem's face disappeared when he came to know that this was cranberry juice. She poured some more juice into the goblet and offered it to Rayedem. Maybe Hogwarts wasn't that bad.
She heaved a sigh of relief as Rayedem said that he was a muggleborn. `So am I! That's really good to know. It makes me feel like I'm not a complete idiot who just got lost on her way to a School of Witchcraft.' She was so lonely here that she felt homesick. Rayedem was nice to speak to.
`My name is Michelle but you should call me Chelle. That's what my friends call me,' she said.
Using his right hand to accept Chelle's goblet with gratitude, Rayedem tried to speak although he knew he'd lost his voice completely. Whatever it was that he had meant to say only came out in some weird, blackboard-scratching like noise. Then without a second thought he drank the liquid in the goblet. Ouch! Its sourness had burned Rayedem's throat even more, and he gagged, trying not to spill anything on his robes. Although painful at first, the cranberry juice was relieving. Soothing, even. Clearing his throat yet again, he said,
"Whew, thanks a lot. I thought I was gonna die of thirst." he said, exagerrating a little. He didn't care. "Really? You are a muggleborn? Man, I'm glad. I thought I'd meet none. Nice to meet you too, Chelle, and you may call me Edem.. Or Ray.. Whichever you prefer." that sentence was like already saved in his mind as a template. No one but his former muggle teachers ever calls him Rayedem anymore. Even though the name makes him feel different--and he likes being different--he didn't feel comfortable with the name at all. "So how has the Wizarding World been to you?" he asked casually.
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She decided to speak to the first years, "Hey, I am Victoria Jaimeson I am a second year!" she smiled and poured herself a pumpkin juice and waited for a reply.
Using his right hand to accept Chelle's goblet with gratitude, Rayedem tried to speak although he knew he'd lost his voice completely. Whatever it was that he had meant to say only came out in some weird, blackboard-scratching like noise. Then without a second thought he drank the liquid in the goblet. Ouch! Its sourness had burned Rayedem's throat even more, and he gagged, trying not to spill anything on his robes. Although painful at first, the cranberry juice was relieving. Soothing, even. Clearing his throat yet again, he said,
"Whew, thanks a lot. I thought I was gonna die of thirst." he said, exagerrating a little. He didn't care. "Really? You are a muggleborn? Man, I'm glad. I thought I'd meet none. Nice to meet you too, Chelle, and you may call me Edem.. Or Ray.. Whichever you prefer." that sentence was like already saved in his mind as a template. No one but his former muggle teachers ever calls him Rayedem anymore. Even though the name makes him feel different--and he likes being different--he didn't feel comfortable with the name at all. "So how has the Wizarding World been to you?" he asked casually.
Chelle frowned as Rayedem spoke in a horrible scream. It must be painful, she thought. `I hope you feel better now! Edem sounds cute!' she said with a smile. `The wizarding world has been unknown to me.' Chelle said and laughed. `I mean, I haven't seen much already, except a couple of seniors practicing some spells and swirling their wands. What about you?'
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She decided to speak to the first years, "Hey, I am Victoria Jaimeson I am a second year!" she smiled and poured herself a pumpkin juice and waited for a reply.
Chelle turned to see another girl who came and sat next to them. `Hi Victoria, my name is Chelle... I mean Michelle, but you can call me Chelle. This is Rayedem.' she said waving her hand in Edem's direction.
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"Yes it is, hey can I see your wand? It has interested me to know all different wands. Heres mine," said Bella showing her wand. it was about 12 inches and it was gold with hearts carvings on it.
"Um, I would, but it's in my bag. Which should be in my dorm by now." she said, a bit sorry. Just for the heck of it, she turned her hair to a regular blonde, grew some bangs, and shortened it to her shoulders. Her skin changed back to a peach shade, and her eyes a sky blue. She then poured a glass of water for herself.
Chelle frowned as Rayedem spoke in a horrible scream. It must be painful, she thought. `I hope you feel better now! Edem sounds cute!' she said with a smile. `The wizarding world has been unknown to me.' Chelle said and laughed. `I mean, I haven't seen much already, except a couple of seniors practicing some spells and swirling their wands. What about you?'
Chelle turned to see another girl who came and sat next to them. `Hi Victoria, my name is Chelle... I mean Michelle, but you can call me Chelle. This is Rayedem.' she said waving her hand in Edem's direction.
Feeling all better now, Rayedem sighed and leaned himself back--oops. He forgot that he was sitting on a bench. A long one. It has no back on it. He quickly got up and answered Chelle as if nothing had happened, "I am feeling better, thanks, err.."cute? The name Edem, cute? No way. Please tell me I heard wrong. I did not hear her say cute."Err, okay.. Well, to me it's been fascinating. Always has been, actually, I love the fact that there's another world besides our own--muggles', I mean."
Rayedem looked over Chelle's shoulder to see another girl coming at them, and he knew right away that he's met her before. Isn't this the girl that Evan was continuously staring at? That girl in Diagon Alley, who had previously introduced herself the way she just did? She is."Hello Victoria. Haven't we met before?" he asked with a forced smile, as usual.
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Feeling all better now, Rayedem sighed and leaned himself back--oops. He forgot that he was sitting on a bench. A long one. It has no back on it. He quickly got up and answered Chelle as if nothing had happened, "I am feeling better, thanks, err.."cute? The name Edem, cute? No way. Please tell me I heard wrong. I did not hear her say cute."Err, okay.. Well, to me it's been fascinating. Always has been, actually, I love the fact that there's another world besides our own--muggles', I mean."
Michelle laughed again. `Okay sorry, wouldn't call it cute! Fascinating it is, then!' she said. Edem turned out to be pretty nice...and funny, as he forgot he had been sitting on a bench which had no back. `Do you like to read?'
Rayedem looked over Chelle's shoulder to see another girl coming at them, and he knew right away that he's met her before. Isn't this the girl that Evan was continuously staring at? That girl in Diagon Alley, who had previously introduced herself the way she just did? She is."Hello Victoria. Haven't we met before?" he asked with a forced smile, as usual.
`So you have met? Well, strange thing is that I know you Victoria, but you don't. You're one of Laura's good friends, right?'
Ashlie, Meh Reh, Angie, Touz and anyone else talking to their characters. xD
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ooc: It's lucky Sabrina spaces out or I would have spent 4 hours reading and then replying appropriately to it all. xD
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Willow was quite the toughie. Had she not been a girl, Xander would be extremely scared of her. Well, he still was scared of her, even if it was a little bit scary to be around... her. There were some things he had heard from the last two years, and he knew she was Quidditch Captain. This was THE Willow Kovac everyone was scared of, in person, next to him. Eeeep!
Except... there were other girls coming now. OLDER girls. If he was paying attention properly, he would have heard Willow's question thoroughly and answered promptly. Seeing as how he was distracted by the curls of the girls sitting around him, he waited a minute.
"Summer was... interesting," he said. Quick. Think of something so she won't eat you. As he was thinking, he did a hairflip to the side to get it out of his eyes. It seemed shinier than normal, and he couldn't figure out why. Maybe it would distract her. "How was your summer? Anything interesting happen?"
Ooh, she was very icy towards that one girl. A blonde girl, just like Sylvia. Sylvia... he wondered where she was at right now. And then Torin would probably need help because of Reese and her attacking him and stuff... Random mind. Maybe he should be nice to his fellow Ravenclaws, especially the girls sitting around him.
"Helloooo ladies," he said happily. "I.. know you don't know me, but... I'm Alexander. You can call me Xander or Alex if you'd like." Gulp. Would he get reprimanded by Willow?
Sabrina was still watching the Raveclaw girl who had skipped and bounced around the Ravenclaw table when she heard the little boy Willow had been scolding speak. "Hai." Was the reply she had managed to make before the doom crashed on her again. She was just so stupid. Really, the sorting hat must have chosen the wrong house for her. She belonged with ... Hufflepuffs or something.
Urgh. No. Then she would have had to be in constant company of Gavin (when he was still at Hogwarts).
Maybe Gryffindor?
Oh, Puh-lease! She wasn't brave and daring. And she wasn't cunning either, so no Slytherin (snort. As IF she would have wanted to be around Clifford).
Was there no right house for her?
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Especially because minor guilt was beginning to gnaw at Issy's already tumult stomach, for ignoring Sabrina.
As if it would make herself feel better, Issy quickly glanced at Sabrina and nodded. "Hello, Sabrina," she said, her voice as frosty as it was with Willow, which Issy told herself was fine. Sabrina couldn't fairly make anything of that, now could she?
The guilt still nibbled.
...
Did Issy just greet her? So she wasn't ignoring her? Was Sabrina supposed to apologise? Or just not mention the incident altogether? "Hey Issy."
SAMSON! WHERE ARE YOU?!
The blonde pouted. That boy had better make everything right to Issy before the end of the day, or at least before the end of the week, or she was going to go find a neurosurgeon to get his head examined.
And maybe get her's examined while she was at it too.
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Admittedly, Issy kind of wished that Willow could say something like this. Juni would have, but Juni and Willow were not at all the same people. Sometimes, though, she wished she could have another friend like her around. She even wished that Sabrina who, admittedly, Issy was currently miffed at, would have said something. In doing so, Issy would have stopped being so miffed, at least. Plus, it would have made her feel better.
Peeking over her shoulder, Issy glanced at Sabrina, who had been scooched over just a bit as Plymouth had eased himself next to Willow.
The guilt nibbled at her stomach again, so she gave her friend a little wave.
But just a little one. 'Cos she was still displeased.
"Oh Willooooowwww," Issy murmured again, very softly, as she held her friend a little tighter.
ooc: She would have if I was around! x3 I hate time zones and my idiotic brother when he decides to be unhelpful. *flails arms*
As it happened, Sabrina was lost in her own little world, thinking of ways she could presuade Samson to get his head checked because, really, he wouldn't go easily and Sabrina didn't exactly look tall and intimidating. It was a good distraction from the slight headache she got from the train trip and the depression she felt when her friends ignored her. In fact, she was so lost that she missed everything what was happening around her, including Issy and her tears.
It was when Plymouth sat down next to Willow and she was sort of pushed away that Sabrina finally stepped back into the real world.
And honestly, she wished she hadn't.
Because it stung - really stung - when she was pushed away like that. For the second time that day, Sabrina's eyes pooled up and she suddenly wished someone -anyone- from her family was around, even if they wouldn't have been of much help in this case. Just the fact that they were around would have been enough.
So where was her family when she needed them?
The water was tickling out of her eyes at an increasing rate.
URGH!
The first day of her last year at Hogwarts was just the worst day in her life so far (except the day her mother died, but she didn't remember that). And there she had thought that the day couldn't be any wo- Was Issy crying?
O_O
Quickly wiping the water - they were not tears, her eyes were watering because something fell in them, really - from her eyes, Sabrina looked at Issy from around the group that was huddled around her (she was not jealous, really. What she felt was just ... heartburn ... because of the stress). Issy was crying. And probably had been crying for a long time and Sabrina hadn't even noticed.
"Issy," Sabrina said, her voice a little thicker than usual because of the crying spell water. "I'mm sorry." She was sorry for everything. For her brother and his stupid words and for her interference.
She hoped her eyes weren't red.
ooc: SOOO sorry for the lame post. *blames sleep deprivation* I haven't slept for a total of *counts* 37 hours. So yeah. xD And if I mistook what was being said in the posts, it's because I didn't read them properly, just skimmed through the last few.
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Nothing, it's just how Edem IC feels. Play along ^_^
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`So you have met? Well, strange thing is that I know you Victoria, but you don't. You're one of Laura's good friends, right?'
Rayedem answered Chelle hesitatingly, "Uh, yeah, we kinda met in Diagon Alley, but I left after a while."because it felt like yet another girl situation. Darn. If Lucille had come he wouldn't have had to run away like a scared little kid. "Is something wrong, Chelle?" he asked, noticing the sudden change in Chelle's expression. It could've been only his imagination, but something told him it wasn't.
As there was a pause, he looked around for any familiar faces now that he's feeling easier with his surroundings. Perhaps someone I happen to know would show up and say hi too, just like Victoria did, he thought hopefully, but thinking back, he's fine just the way he is right now.
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Reason: ooc: gotta go. Be back in about an hour.
Rayedem answered Chelle hesitatingly, "Uh, yeah, we kinda met in Diagon Alley, but I left after a while."because it felt like yet another girl situation. Darn. If Lucille had come he wouldn't have had to run away like a scared little kid. "Is something wrong, Chelle?" he asked, noticing the sudden change in Chelle's expression. It could've been only his imagination, but something told him it wasn't.
As there was a pause, he looked around for any familiar faces now that he's feeling easier with his surroundings. Perhaps someone I happen to know would show up and say hi too, just like Victoria did, he thought hopefully, but thinking back, he's fine just the way he is right now.
`I see. Lucky you to have met so many people. I only met one girl who was nice to me, but I had to go too when I was done shopping.' Chelle replied. Her mind wandered back to that day when Laura had helped her buy an owl.
`Something wrong, oh no. I'm fine.' Chelle said, distractedly.
`What is your favorite color?' Chelle asked, and blushed. Oops, that was such a stupid question, she thought.
OOC: Okay. If I'm offline by the time you're back on, I guess we'll have to catch up later.
I rearrange to make things... cohesive. And cause I can.
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Errrmm... okay...? Livvy just blinked at Plymouth as he leaned in closer and seemed to be contemplating. Not really noticing what else was happening, she waited for what the boy was about to say next. "Mmm. Well that's good, then," Livvy commented on his own summer vacation.
"Is my summer supposed to be more... than fine?" she asked, curiously, raising an eyebrow as she stared back at the boy. Odd one. Sometimes summer vacations just stunk. Like this one. Only it didn't just stink... it REALLY... stunk.
"I would think so. Wouldn't you rather have a GREAT summer? A truly unique and extraordinary break between school terms?" Why WOULDN'T she expect to have heaps of fun in the sun? Plymouth waited for her answer.
SPOILER!!: angst. that i like. hehe
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Trust Issy's best friend to make her cry and then not only not apologize or try to console her, but to bribe someone with chocolate, in front of her, to hug her instead. Hmph.
Issy should have been ticked off. In fact, she was. She was very displeased with Willow and her manner of not handling the situation and she shot her friend a dirty look that clearly said so.
Except, for Issy, dirty looks were hard, so it probably looked more shocked and maybe an eensie bit hurt? There were still tears clinging to her lashes, after all. Her brows sort of twisted and her eyes widened. What the heck?!
They would have a talk later, Issy decided. Not an argument or anything, but Issy really did need to talk to someone and she hoped, at least, that Willow would listen to her. Or maybe offer advice? That they had done before, like that day that Issy shared her picnic with Willow on the sidewalk outside in the courtyard. Back then, they had discussed Mister Anonymous Hufflepuff and touched on Issy and Samson. Perhaps, without all the other people around, they could have a conversation about this?
Because, Issy knew, she knew very much, that Willow was decidedly against Samson, but she was the only one who Issy could sort her feelings out with. Willow wasn't a feely person, but surely she could understand them and therefore be able to listen and provide advice or something? Her head hurt. Inside, she felt all twisted and conflicted. Love. Pah. Issy should never have gotten involved with this Samson fellow. In the end, her heart was just soar and upset.
And after everything, too... Wistfully, she pulled her mind away and over towards Plymouth.
When it came to Copernicus and Plymouth, Issy, admittedly, had always favoured Plymoth. He was sort of the wounded underdog who couldn't be stopped. Even after his Succubus of an ex-girlfriend left him for his own brother and gallivanted about and treaded upon his broken feelings and shattered ego, he still had a bit of a charm that he liked to use, like now.
Plus, when Issy had feebly played as Beater for the Ravenclaw's at last second and in response to Willow's begging, he had cheered for her. With a really cute cheer. And it had been incredibly sweet. Awww, that was a good memory.
Issy smiled as Plymouth pocketed her "air kiss" and tipped her head as she explained his dilemma. With the back of her hand, she wiped eyes and smiled. His glance down the table to that good for nothing, heart breaking Succubus did not go unnoticed by Issy. Hmph!
"Awww, Plymouth," cooed Issy. "Your uncontrolled affections would not go un-wanted or be pushed upon me. I would very much like a hug from you."
Hmph. There was no way the hug could get either of them in trouble. Even if Samson saw, he had sent her away and if he did care, well then, he better prove it. Besides, platonic hugs were no reason for him to get all freaked out. Especially when he'd shoved her away. AG! Stop thinking about it! Now!
And then Issy saw him. That Hufflepuff Boy who was not only to remain unspoken of, but out of the range of Willow. Issy stiffened immediately, not realizing the way she shifted to the side, in an almost protective stance, towards her best friend. Her eyes trained upon him, watching him not far down the table.
Go figure that he would wind up around the Succubus. She managed to draw boys in like a Venus flytrap did flies. How she managed, Issy was uncertain, for all she knew was that, like the Venus Flytrap, she chewed them up (or really, for that matter, dissolved them) and ruined them. Poor Plymouth. Issy had yet to decide if she wanted Dominic Denton to be ruined via the Succubus' evil, wily ways.
Except she knew Willow would really not want to see Denton hanging around with Celandine, because that meant he'd be around the Ravenclaws more often and thusly, be around Willow. Her head spun just thinking about it and she chose to end this thought process and just keep an eye on him. If he so much as attempted to speak to Willow... a snarl grew in Issy's mind that sounded more like an attempt of a baby kitten.
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Pout.
The truth was that Willow had been expecting Plymouth to just go and hug Issy so she could stop feeling guilty for having made her best friend cry. Surely she would feel better if a nice young boy like Plymouth Morgan wrapped his arms around her, right? Willow wouldn't know, after all, since she was not prone to hug people, but she'd heard several times that hugs were good.
It took Plymouth to remove his arm from her waist for Willow to realize that it had been there in the first place - but that was completely fine, really, because he was Plymouth and Plymouth was a little boy, and, those affections coming from a little boy weren't entirely bad in her book. Nope. What was important, however, was that Issy had agreed to the hug and Plymouth seemed perfectly willing to receive it. GOOD. Now she would stop feeling guilty and --
--Dominic Denton.
Feeling her green orbs go wide instantly and then narrow, the seventh year quickly look away and took a deep breath. What was he DOING there? This was the Ravenclaw table, not the Bagder one, and he needed to go away. She had been perfectly fine during the summer when he'd been out of sight but now ... now that he was just there ... Willow didn't know how to feel.
Certainly she didn't feel nearly as ... something as the day it had happened, but it still ... something her.
Wait.
This was HER table, and not only that but she had promised herself she would move on. And she was. She was doing just that. Lifting her chin and putting her most detached expression on her face, the seventh year did a little 'hmph' before placing her hands on her lap.
As it was, however, Willow muttered to Issy (and Plymouth, too, admittedly), "I think I will need a hug, too."
There. She'd said it, the thing Willow thought she would never say.
What? She was human, too.
Plymouth was having a good time. He was doing immensely good work at ignoring his stepbrother. He was behaving (not a single teacher had gotten on to him yet!). He was giving and getting individual attentions from each of his female housemates.
.. and yet ..
They were SAD??? Tears?? Or was Willow saying something else?
Willow Kovac WANTING... nay, NEEDING... a hug?? Even Pro-Hugging Plymouth was thunderstruck by this momentous occasion. He attached himself to both WIllow and Issy, hugging both girls something fierce. Barnacle-like hug. "You two," squeeezesqueezesqueeze," are confusing. But I like you both." So, they both got reserved snuggles from Plymouth. He was admittedly a little.. unsure. No one ever asked Plymouth for hugs. O_o
"Okay, Tibi," Cope turned to offer the firstie a grin. "We'll take you down to the stables soon enough and you and Tib can get acquainted. I'm afraid you probably won't be able to ride him without Professor Morgan's special permission, but even just to visit is nice. As for the common room... no one can get in without the password, and we don't share it with non-Claws."
Tibi breathed a huge sigh of relief. Somewhere he wouldn't have to hide and could relax. He stole a glace over to the Hufflepuff table to see where Willie had gotten to... he extended his gaze, searching, but couldn't manage to spot him. Tibi didn't know whether to be extra frightened or relieved. What Cope had said about the abraxans finally registered. "FLY? Goodness... just a visit is fine. I... I'm not sure how I feel about flying. I..." Tibi dropped his voice again. "I'm afraid of heights." Tibi scrunched his face up wondering how he'd manage flying classes without paralyzing fear.
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Finishing his goblet of juice with a flourish of his wrist, he set the goblet on the table and looked up at the voice. That voice sounded familiar; very familiar. Where had he heard it from he wondered, wiping his mouth with a napkin as he glanced up, finally spotting the person the voice belonged too. Tobi he thought the boy's name was. no; Tony? Timi...Tibi! That was it; the adorable little by he had nearly crushed in Diagon Alley.
Getting up, he grinned as he moved over to stand beside Tibi, his light blue eyes taking in those around him. Cope and Celadine; two people he didn't really know well. Tossing a nod in both directions he grinned at Tibi; "Hey, sorry for interrupting. Just wanted to know how your head was." He stated in an apologetic voice, glancing at the two older students before looking back at Tibi.
Just as he stopped and finished speaking, he heard his name being called. Whirling his head around he couldn't find the person who had called him, until his eyes dropped onto Becca. Grinning back at her he waved, "Just a sec!"he called over to her, turning back to Tibi with a grin, "Sorry. Uh, we'll chat later okay?" he asked, knowing the little adorable guy was in good hands with those two.
With that, he walked back over to where Becca was sitting, completely flabbergasted that he had completely missed her. And after everything she did for him last term, how could he forget? Stopping beside her he grinned back, just as toothily. "Hey Becca. How was your summer?" He asked. Yup he was almost back to normal.
Tibi heard a voice he recognized and swung around. "William! Hi!" He grinned. absentmindedly rubbing the back of his head. "My head? Oh.. it was, uh, fine after that.. but I hit it on the train again." Tibi pointed to his swollen lip, embarrassed, but William had turned to go. "See you in the common room, maybe?" He called after.
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Emily looked up and down the table, so many ravenclaws! she thought. Like seriously she was getting excited, with this many they might win the house cup!
`I see. Lucky you to have met so many people. I only met one girl who was nice to me, but I had to go too when I was done shopping.' Chelle replied. Her mind wandered back to that day when Laura had helped her buy an owl.
`Something wrong, oh no. I'm fine.' Chelle said, distractedly.
`What is your favorite color?' Chelle asked, and blushed. Oops, that was such a stupid question, she thought.
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For a moment Rayedem tried to recall the time he had in Diagon Alley. Who did he meet? The very first one, Evan, at Flourish and Blotts. Then they met Iris, who was staring at them at that moment. After then they went outside the store, and met Victoria. Then Iris. Then Aaron, Fallon and everyone else he couldn't even remember. Who did he stick with? No one. He remembered his homesickness and wished it had never happened.
"Well, I don't know that many people, seriously. I just met them, got to know their names, but that was all." he said, "What? Color? Err, red, I guess." he answered shortly, adding several clumsy nods and then looked away from Chelle. Darn, he thought, why does this always have to happen? Do I really make people feel uncomfortable? Rayedem shook his head and those thoughts with it, then distracted himself with the food in front of him. It wasn't until then that he realized that he wasn't only very thirsty, but hungry as well.
Smiling slightly, he leaned forwards and helped himself to a slice of blueberry pie. I hope this tastes just like the ones I've had, he thought hopefully.
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Thomas entered the great hall, excited to be here for his second year. He sat down on the chairs in front of the house table. Surprisingly the spot he picked was right in front of his friend Victoria. He smiled and waited for the headmasters speech.
For a moment Rayedem tried to recall the time he had in Diagon Alley. Who did he meet? The very first one, Evan, at Flourish and Blotts. Then they met Iris, who was staring at them at that moment. After then they went outside the store, and met Victoria. Then Iris. Then Aaron, Fallon and everyone else he couldn't even remember. Who did he stick with? No one. He remembered his homesickness and wished it had never happened.
"Well, I don't know that many people, seriously. I just met them, got to know their names, but that was all." he said, "What? Color? Err, red, I guess." he answered shortly, adding several clumsy nods and then looked away from Chelle. Darn, he thought, why does this always have to happen? Do I really make people feel uncomfortable? Rayedem shook his head and those thoughts with it, then distracted himself with the food in front of him. It wasn't until then that he realized that he wasn't only very thirsty, but hungry as well.
Smiling slightly, he leaned forwards and helped himself to a slice of blueberry pie. I hope this tastes just like the ones I've had, he thought hopefully.
`So you just recognise people by their names? That's my case too,' Chelle agreed. `I like red. I love pink, it's my favourite. I know, I'm very girly, aren't I?'
Edem suddenly got very clumsy, but Chelle liked him being clumsy. She was distracted by plates and dishes full of food. She watched as Edem helped himself to a blueberry pie, and she did the same.
`Ooh, blueberry pies! This is one good thing about Hogwarts, you get simply everything to eat,' Chelle joked.
`So you just recognise people by their names? That's my case too,' Chelle agreed. `I like red. I love pink, it's my favourite. I know, I'm very girly, aren't I?'
Edem suddenly got very clumsy, but Chelle liked him being clumsy. She was distracted by plates and dishes full of food. She watched as Edem helped himself to a blueberry pie, and she did the same.
`Ooh, blueberry pies! This is one good thing about Hogwarts, you get simply everything to eat,' Chelle joked.
Rayedem was only beginning to slice up his pie when Chelle talked to him again. Thank goodness, he thought, I didn't bore her after all. Looking up from his slice of pie, he said, "Yeah, I'm kinda good at remembering names. And faces too, so I hardly forget anyone." Tannya told him to do so. It would be very rude to forget someone's name, she used to always say. What are you doing, thinking about Tannya again? Stop it Edem!
"Pink, huh? Yeah, but it's ok, since you're a girl anyway." he said politely, "Girls are identical to pink, no one should complain." he concluded. Then he picked up a slice of pie which he had just cut, and put it in his mouth. His mouth was already full when he had to answer Chelle. Hastily he chewed and swallowed the pie, and said again, "Yeah, I never thought it'd be like this, it's awesome. I love to eat." then he took the goblet of cranberry juice, which was then half-empty, and drank all of it.
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Rayedem was only beginning to slice up his pie when Chelle talked to him again. Thank goodness, he thought, I didn't bore her after all. Looking up from his slice of pie, he said, "Yeah, I'm kinda good at remembering names. And faces too, so I hardly forget anyone." Tannya told him to do so. It would be very rude to forget someone's name, she used to always say. What are you doing, thinking about Tannya again? Stop it Edem!
"Pink, huh? Yeah, but it's ok, since you're a girl anyway." he said politely, "Girls are identical to pink, no one should complain." he concluded. Then he picked up a slice of pie which he had just cut, and put it in his mouth. His mouth was already full when he had to answer Chelle. Hastily he chewed and swallowed the pie, and said again, "Yeah, I never thought it'd be like this, it's awesome. I love to eat." then he took the goblet of cranberry juice, which was then half-empty, and drank all of it.
`That is one thing I lack; I just can't remember faces, even if I remember names.' Chelle moaned. `people should not complain that I like pink even if I weren't a girl. Though it's really hard to find a guy who likes pink,' Chelle said. She chuckled at the thought.
She was chewing pie when Edem said that he loves to eat. `Aai do doo!' she spoke with her mouth full of pie causing her to choke.
`How silly of me, how can I speak with my mouth full? There I've done it again. I've set a bad example of myself again!' Chelle thought, as she sipped more cranberry juice. She couldn't meet Edem's eyes ahving behaved so badly. She was embarassed.
`That is one thing I lack; I just can't remember faces, even if I remember names.' Chelle moaned. `people should not complain that I like pink even if I weren't a girl. Though it's really hard to find a guy who likes pink,' Chelle said. She chuckled at the thought.
She was chewing pie when Edem said that he loves to eat. `Aai do doo!' she spoke with her mouth full of pie causing her to choke.
`How silly of me, how can I speak with my mouth full? There I've done it again. I've set a bad example of myself again!' Chelle thought, as she sipped more cranberry juice. She couldn't meet Edem's eyes ahving behaved so badly. She was embarassed.
Listening to Chelle's talking made Rayedem felt normal again. Or at least better since he's been dazzled by the foreign surroundings, and at Chelle's full-mouth talking, he almost even laughed. Almost. He only let a smile flash across his face. He might had not been pouting, but his face had been quite expressionless all the time.
"You ok? Better be careful next time, because I don't mind waiting until you've finished whatever food you have in your mouth." he said, "It's ok, it happens to the best of us, doesn't it? Back then my parents would always complain if I did that, and after a while I got better, although it feels bad to make anyone wait." It's better to wait than to make others wait. Another lesson he got from his parents. He took another bite of the pie, it tasted quite good--almost as good as the ones he used to have.
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What's wrong with cute? :( Whatever you prefer... 
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