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Moments later Alice heard footsteps coming closer to the group. She turned and saw a young ravenclaw, Alice gave her a quick nod and smiled. Ahh...Her name is Charley, Alice knows someone new again. Alice's face turned bright red when Belle mentioned him again. Especially since they were dead serious about this. Alice wanted to sit back and enjoy the show but something made her shake and blush which made it hard for her to relax. Maybe this is what they call Love? |
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Belle noticed Alice shaking. "Uh oh someone has got the love nerves, you know they are very contagious." she said. "Alice just calm down!" she said consolingly. She whispered "He probably isn't even here as we speak." to make her feel better. |
SPOILER!!: : "No it's fine Jaina. I have clothes I can wear..hehe" she smiled. It wouldn't be so bad to wear normal clothes once in a while. Afterall her parents were here to critique her clothing and whatnot. "I hope not..." Alice took deep breaths to calm herself. "Alright. So..where do we go first? I'm starting to get bored sitting here. Maybe I have ADD but I don't know" she chuckled then turned to face Charley. "Do you want to join us?" |
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"No alice i feel the same wayy, i saw we should see the whomping willow since i hear it is famous. I love exploring the castle and Charley should totally join us." she smiled. |
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"I wonder how it looks like. Hopefully it doesn't hit us or anything, I heard it's not a very pleasant tree" she grinned at her friends trying to scare them but then ended up laughing. |
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She grabbed Alice's shoulder gently. "Hey, it's okay. They can tend to make a bigger deal of things," she whispered while smiling at Alice. Quote:
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"Although that might not be necessary," she added in another burst of self-confidence. She started laughing along with Alice, then gently grabbed her wrist, pulling her up from the bench, and then gesturing to the other three as she started skipping back to the doors of the Great Hall: "Come on! Let's go explore!" |
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SPOILER!!: Jaina, Charley and Belle Alice smiled then got off the bench. "Alright! I'll meet you guys there! I want to go to my dorm first to change" without waiting for a response she darted for her room. Alice couldn't wait to see the famous Whomping Willow her parents mentioned and warned her about. She felt a little rebellious for not listening to her parents about staying away but it's not like something bad will happen...will it? |
Anyone?(: Fee made her way to the Hufflepuff table.Long timse since she has been there last time.Maybe some of her friends were here. Like Kita or Chandler or someone else nice to talk to. Having breakfast at the same table every day was totally boring and Fee couldnt stand boredom. Oh nooo. Taking the free seat in the middle of the table the blonde looked around for something to eat. Mhhhh what this time?!Some cereal or a roll?!Mhh.. hard decision.Hehe.But some pumpkin juice for sure. That one the only thing that stayed every morning. |
Let\'s get one thing straight. Sammy is NOT a morning person. She\'s never been one and probably never will be one. Ever. She noticed a Slythie at the table, stopped and raised an eyebrow for a moment, then shrugged to herself and kept walking. Taking a seat maybe about a metre or two from the Slythie. Katie probably knew her. She was such a social butterfly compared to Sammy. Especially at the moment. Anywho, BREAKFAST TIME! The only time of the day they don\'t have pasta <_< CURSE THOSE HOUSE ELVES! But at least they made good toast for breakfast *nods approvingly* So she got herself two slices of toast, buttered them, then put honey on top. That\'s what she ALWAYS had for breakfast, and no one was about to stop her. She took a bite aaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnddddd Heaven. Toast Heaven. That\'s where she was. For the next few minutes anyway. |
*Walking into the hall Matty headed to the Hufflepuff table and took a seat. His eyes had now turned black thanks to the broken nose he had gotten the day before. His nose was no longer bleeding or broken but there was nothing he could do for his eyes. Filling his plate with crisps, veggies, a roll or two, and a bowl of some yellowish cream looking soup Matty dug in. It felt like ages since he ate last but he knew it had only been a few hours. He was really starting to hate growth spurts.* |
"You should really go see the healer about those eyes." Mia was sitting about halfway down the table but she had seen Matty as he walked over to the table. How could she possibly miss those big black eyes of his. |
*Hearing the familiar voice he shook his head but did not look up from his food. The last thing he wanted was to get Marie in trouble. That would end up putting Matty into trouble.* "I thought they made me look rugged and attractive." *Still looking down at his food he laughed and looked up at her then made a face.* "They really can\'t be that bad... are they?" |
"You obviously haven\'t looked in the mirror." She remarked in a dry tone. Funny how she was starting to pick the lingo around here. Mia shifted around so that she was facing him and pushed her plate to the side. "So you gonna tell me what happened?" |
"I try to avoid mirrors... they seem to make me look bad." *Taking a bite of a crisp from his plate he shook his head and smiled.* "Nope, and you can\'t make me..." *In a way he had gotten used to and almost liked playing this saying he wont tell Mia something, her dragging it out of him game.* |
Oh? He wasn\'t going to tell her? Which could only mean that he was hiding something. Mia brushed her hair off her face and stared at him. "You\'ve been fighting. That\'s why you won\'t tell me what happened. Didn\'t you just get one of those yelling letters from your uncle for fighting?" She stared at him some more. "Who was it?" |
"Mia look at me-" *Opening his eyes wider, that hurt a little, and gave her a hard look.* "-I have not been fighting." *Putting a hand over his heart he sat up.* "I swear to you I did not do a thing." *He turned back to his plate and smirked.* "And the other fight... the guy sent me a punching owl... I just sent it back was all. How was I to know he would open it." |
Hmm, so how else did one get two black eyes if they weren\'t fighting. Mia was still staring at him while she chewed on her bottom lip. "Okay then, if you weren\'t fighting and are innocent. Why won\'t you tell me what happened to you. I thought I was your friend..." |
"Miiiiiiiaaaaa... please don\'t pull the friend card..." *He growled a little and turned back to his food. He couldn\'t tell her the truth, it would only upset her. And he didn\'t want to upset her again... look how that turned out. Taking a deep sigh he shrugged.* "It\'s embarrassing but I fell. I guess I\'m not used to being this tall yet..." *That was part of the truth. After getting hit he did fall a little.* |
Oh she was sooooooooooo pulling the friend card especially now that he was lying to her about what happened to him. "Do you know how many domestic violence victims use that excuse?" Folding her arms over her chest, Mia gave him a disbelieving look. "I can\'t believe you would lie to me. Your friend..." |
*Sighing he rolled his eyes and smiled looking up at her. He knew that he could not tell her the truth so he pulled a card of his own.* "Mia do you trust me?" |
Now see when you knew someone pretty well, you knew when they were trying to pull one over you. Mia raised her eyebrows at him. "I do trust you Matthias. I also trust that you are going to lie to me again." She was reading him pretty well right now. |
"I wont lie to you again Mia... but trust me when I say that I can\'t tell you what happened. It\'s not that big of a deal" *He tried to give her a smile but it didn\'t work to well. Shrugging he smirked and rubbed his chin.* "How about this... I will tell you... in 5 to 6 years." |
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