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Originally Posted by Lady of Light
Evelyn frowned. Something was seriously wrong. He looked like he went through something horrible recently..uh. She was about to ask if he okay but she bit her lip from saying anything. Again, it was none of her business. Although, she gave him a comforting smile..if that helped.
Before she could stop herself, she laughed. Gosh. He was holding on it like she was going to steal it away from him. "Don't worry..I'm not going to take your book away or something.." She turned away from him, hoping that her laughter would subside. Hm. Right. With a grin on her face, she looked at the book curiously. "What is it though?" Or..was that a secret as well?
Hm? "Nice change of subject." Yeah, she knew that he'd changed the subject on purpose to get her off his 'book'. She didn't mind though. Everyone had their own secrets. "Yes. Yes, I am." Evelyn said, proudly. She didn't want to seem like she was showing off or something but yeah..she was definitely proud of herself.
Summer..Evelyn gave a small sigh. She was really glad that she didn't have to spend the next summer with her family. She got to go to Scotland and live with her Grandmother..so that made her cheer up a little. Yeah, it definitely looked like he didn't have a good summer either..especially when it took him a really long time to reply. Great..? Erm. "That's..well..good." Evelyn was sure he didn't have a 'great' summer..but she wasn't nosy so refused to comment on that.
Jonathan gave out a laugh when Evelyn laughed too. It was one of the things that he never shows just to anyone. Not even a hug beg would do. Jonathan's a bit shy when it comes to things he is capable of, except for Potions though. Potions has always been the one thing he is very comfortable with letting people know. Yeah, Evelyn could ask him anything about Potions but couldn't with this sketchbook.
Then she asked him what it was, Jonathan gave out a sigh after a big laugh. He does look like a dork everytime someone wants to see inside his sketchbook... most of the time. But he could spare of letting her know what the notebook is for. "It's my sketchbook" he smiled. "When i get bored I like to sketch" he's been bored for weeks already, and just managed to find time to do this just now.
Please, stop talking about it. No more questions... he's an amateur artist.
Jonathan sort of snorted when she said that. At least she knew he was trying to change the subject. She's actually good at this. He nodded to confirm and glanced back at her as she answered the prefect question. It was nice to finally have a friend who is a prefect. "that's really nice" very nice indeed. He's not really going to ask more about it though. Afraid that she'll mention names that might just tick him off or something.
Good. Great. Fantastic. He has constantly used those words a lot of times already when people asked him how it was. It became so repetitive that he barely cares if someone asks him about it. "How come I've only seen you?" he said smiling at that. He never really knew about Evelyn until that summer day when he was eye shopping for a jewelry. And maybe, she has the same thought about him too but really? Small world, they're both seventh years as well.
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SPOILER!!: tomewitch
Beezus stood up straight once more, with her hand tightly clutching the book. She pulled the strap of her bag steadily on her shoulder, and aboutfaced when she saw Dylan......walking away?
Frowning, she stared at the library door, then turned her head to look at the Slytherin boy, with his back on her and back again.
Upon instinct, she called his name."Dylan!" Uhhhh..."Weren't.." The Ravenclaw hesitated for a moment but managed to continued. "Where are you going?" For she believed that he was on his way to the Book Club Meeting. And where he was striding to was definitely the wrong way, the entrance was right beside her for Merlin's sake!
Or...was he just passing by?
Dylan was seriously considering blowing off the Book Club. Bee obviously understood nothing! NOTHING at all. She assumed he was always out to mess with her mind and hurt her. Had the Slytherin ever given her any inclination that he wanted to do those things? No, she was just a stupid know-it-all Ravenclaw who enjoyed toying with him...
And now she was calling him back.
Gah! Pausing, Dylan turned back around, fire in his eyes...but his voice and tone remained cool and collected. "What do you want from me, Bee? Seriously, you call me pathetic because I accidently run into you...because I was late for this book thing...AND you accuse me of trying to hurt you." Musing his hair in frustration, he shrugged. "If I'm such a bad person, you don't need to be around me..."
Dylan might not have been showing it...but the Slytherin was actually really hurt that someone he liked so much...erm, was sorta friends with thought he wanted to harm them.
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Originally Posted by Miss Marilyn
Dylan was seriously considering blowing off the Book Club. Bee obviously understood nothing! NOTHING at all. She assumed he was always out to mess with her mind and hurt her. Had the Slytherin ever given her any inclination that he wanted to do those things? No, she was just a stupid know-it-all Ravenclaw who enjoyed toying with him...
And now she was calling him back.
Gah! Pausing, Dylan turned back around, fire in his eyes...but his voice and tone remained cool and collected. "What do you want from me, Bee? Seriously, you call me pathetic because I accidently run into you...because I was late for this book thing...AND you accuse me of trying to hurt you." Musing his hair in frustration, he shrugged. "If I'm such a bad person, you don't need to be around me..."
Dylan might not have been showing it...but the Slytherin was actually really hurt that someone he liked so much...erm, was sorta friends with thought he wanted to them.
Stare.
What did she do? She just asked where he was going and he was going all snappy at her? Did she offend her or something? Because really, she didn't know.
More staring. And listening, open mouthed, surprised and at the same time trying to take in all he was saying. "I...." You whaaaaat? "I'm sorry. I was just...asking where you're headed to because I thought," And he confirmed it. "You were going...to the Book Club Meeting and this is the way?" Without removing her eyes on him, she pointed the door beside her.
Then she was shaking her head hastily. "NO! I didn't say you were a bad..person. I was..." Well, Beatrice this has just proved that sometimes you say things you don't really mean. "I'm sorry?" The Ravenclaw muttered softly. "I was exaggerating. And I...just seem to take a liking to the word pathetic."
Hesitant shrug.
So Dylan, maybe you could forgive her now and you can go to the Book Club Meeting together considering you're already very late?
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Originally Posted by tomewitch
Stare.
What did she do? She just asked where he was going and he was going all snappy at her? Did she offend her or something? Because really, she didn't know.
More staring. And listening, open mouthed, surprised and at the same time trying to take in all he was saying. "I...." You whaaaaat? "I'm sorry. I was just...asking where you're headed to because I thought," And he confirmed it. "You were going...to the Book Club Meeting and this is the way?" Without removing her eyes on him, she pointed the door beside her.
Then she was shaking her head hastily. "NO! I didn't say you were a bad..person. I was..." Well, Beatrice this has just proved that sometimes you say things you don't really mean. "I'm sorry?" The Ravenclaw muttered softly. "I was exaggerating. And I...just seem to take a liking to the word pathetic."
Hesitant shrug.
So Dylan, maybe you could forgive her now and you can go to the Book Club Meeting together considering you're already very late?
BLINK.
She....was apologizing?
Dylan knew deep in his bones that he should have just kept walking. Why had he stopped?? WHY?
The truth of the matter...The Slytherin really didn't want to deal with being around her at the moment. It was too strange for him...That moment he'd just experienced, catching her before she'd hit the floor...When he'd discovered it was his Bee...It felt like it made perfect sense to be that close to her.
Ugh, Dylan did NOT like the way she was making him feel.
...Like he had NO control.
None at all.
Sigh.
AND ignoring that tiny voice in his brain telling him to book it out of the corridor...
It was because of his lack of control that Dylan rubbed his face, before slowly making his way back to where she stood. Gah, why did she have to be so beautiful? And WHY did he have to be so consumed with her? "Bee, just...Come on. Let's go."
Jonathan gave out a laugh when Evelyn laughed too. It was one of the things that he never shows just to anyone. Not even a hug beg would do. Jonathan's a bit shy when it comes to things he is capable of, except for Potions though. Potions has always been the one thing he is very comfortable with letting people know. Yeah, Evelyn could ask him anything about Potions but couldn't with this sketchbook.
Then she asked him what it was, Jonathan gave out a sigh after a big laugh. He does look like a dork everytime someone wants to see inside his sketchbook... most of the time. But he could spare of letting her know what the notebook is for. "It's my sketchbook" he smiled. "When i get bored I like to sketch" he's been bored for weeks already, and just managed to find time to do this just now.
Please, stop talking about it. No more questions... he's an amateur artist.
Jonathan sort of snorted when she said that. At least she knew he was trying to change the subject. She's actually good at this. He nodded to confirm and glanced back at her as she answered the prefect question. It was nice to finally have a friend who is a prefect. "that's really nice" very nice indeed. He's not really going to ask more about it though. Afraid that she'll mention names that might just tick him off or something.
Good. Great. Fantastic. He has constantly used those words a lot of times already when people asked him how it was. It became so repetitive that he barely cares if someone asks him about it. "How come I've only seen you?" he said smiling at that. He never really knew about Evelyn until that summer day when he was eye shopping for a jewelry. And maybe, she has the same thought about him too but really? Small world, they're both seventh years as well.
Evelyn grinned when she saw him laughing. Okay, that was good. At least, he looked a little better now. Seriously though..yes, she was curious about his book but it wasn't like she'd just take it and run away. She just wanted to what it was, that's all..but if he didn't want to say then she'll drop that subject. There no point in talking about something when the other person was clearly uncomfortable.
OH? He finally said what it was..and she was right. A sketchbook. "Wow. That's amazing." Evelyn couldn't sketch at all..or rather, she never tried sketching. Although..even if she tried, she was sure to be horrible at it. She smiled at him before she continued with a nod, "Anyway, I'm sure you're good at it."
Nice? Yeah. Evelyn just nodded again. "It is. Frankly, I never thought I'd be made Prefect..but it was a lovely surprise." She couldn't help but smile when she remembered her excitement when she received that letter. She sighed before she turned to look at him. "So, how has this term treated you so far?" She was quite enjoying her last year until now..very busy, yes but she was having a great time.
"I honestly don't know." Evelyn mused, smiling at him. It was weird that she didn't see him around last year. They probably took different classes or something..yeah, that was probably it. She stretched her legs out in front of her, still thinking how weird it was that they'd never before the summer..especially when they were in the same year. Yeah. Super weird.
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Originally Posted by Miss Marilyn
BLINK.
She....was apologizing?
Dylan knew deep in his bones that he should have just kept walking. Why had he stopped?? WHY?
The truth of the matter...The Slytherin really didn't want to deal with being around her at the moment. It was too strange for him...That moment he'd just experienced, catching her before she'd hit the floor...When he'd discovered it was his Bee...It felt like it made perfect sense to be that close to her.
Ugh, Dylan did NOT like the way she was making him feel.
...Like he had NO control.
None at all.
Sigh.
AND ignoring that tiny voice in his brain telling him to book it out of the corridor...
It was because of his lack of control that Dylan rubbed his face, before slowly making his way back to where she stood. Gah, why did she have to be so beautiful? And WHY did he have to be so consumed with her? "Bee, just...Come on. Let's go."
Beezus kind of froze, rooted to the spot. Dylan didn't even gave a reply to her apologies. He just walked back to where she was and now he was suggesting they go to the Meeting? "You...are you...still mad at me?" She asked. She didn't want Dylan to be mad at her. Nope, she didn't want any friend to be mad at her.
And yes, she sees him as a good friend now. He always cared for her and she appreciated it so much. Beezus looked up at him, staring straight into his eyes. "Am I somehow forgiven?" Or whatever, because she was really unaware if she had done something wrong.
As of the moment, she knew that they were SUPER late for the meeting, but hey......she wanted to make sure if they were good in terms or not.
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Originally Posted by tomewitch
Beezus kind of froze, rooted to the spot. Dylan didn't even gave a reply to her apologies. He just walked back to where she was and now he was suggesting they go to the Meeting? "You...are you...still mad at me?" She asked. She didn't want Dylan to be mad at her. Nope, she didn't want any friend to be mad at her.
And yes, she sees him as a good friend now. He always cared for her and she appreciated it so much. Beezus looked up at him, staring straight into his eyes. "Am I somehow forgiven?" Or whatever, because she was really unaware if she had done something wrong.
As of the moment, she knew that they were SUPER late for the meeting, but hey......she wanted to make sure if they were good in terms or not.
Dylan was trying to simply walk to the library door so they could just attend this blasted meeting...but little Bee was in his way, of course. She was asking more questions and talking. He understood it was in the Ravenclaw's nature to be curious...So, he wasn't that upset about her concern.
The Slytherin just didn't want to talk about it right now.
Bee had deeply offended him. It wasn't often that he cared about someone like he cared about her. Of course, Bee didn't know this...but he did...and for her to suggest that he'd do anything to harm her...or let anyone else harm her, for that matter, was just ludicrous. Dylan would hospitalized anyone who even remotely attempted to hurt his Bee.
Yes. HIS Bee.
...Giving her an odd look, he proceeded to simply shake his head, reaching around her body at the same time to grasp the Library door handle. "We're already late..."
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Originally Posted by Miss Marilyn
Dylan was trying to simply walk to the library door so they could just attend this blasted meeting...but little Bee was in his way, of course. She was asking more questions and talking. He understood it was in the Ravenclaw's nature to be curious...So, he wasn't that upset about her concern.
The Slytherin just didn't want to talk about it right now.
Bee had deeply offended him. It wasn't often that he cared about someone like he cared about her. Of course, Bee didn't know this...but he did...and for her to suggest that he'd do anything to harm her...or let anyone else harm her, for that matter, was just ludicrous. Dylan would hospitalized anyone who even remotely attempted to hurt his Bee.
Yes. HIS Bee.
...Giving her an odd look, he proceeded to simply shake his head, reaching around her body at the same time to grasp the Library door handle. "We're already late..."
HEP. HEP.
Beezus grabbed Dylan's arm, plastered on a stern face, and said, "Not too fast Dylan Corvi Montco....errr.rrrrmmm..." She quickly looked down. She did not just get confused over his last name, right? Because it sounded like she did. Rubbing her nape with her free hand, she nipped her lower lip and languidly looked up to face him again. Then she shook her head, as if to say that she didn't meant it.
"So...sorry?" And she couldn't hide that giggle. "I've got a few issues with long words." Hence, why she frequently has difficulty with memorizing incantations. And somehow, Dylan's warmth were keeping her tongue tied.
She just hoped Dylan won't get more offended as he seems to be.
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Originally Posted by tomewitch
HEP. HEP.
Beezus grabbed Dylan's arm, plastered on a stern face, and said, "Not too fast Dylan Corvi Montco....errr.rrrrmmm..." She quickly looked down. She did not just get confused over his last name, right? Because it sounded like she did. Rubbing her nape with her free hand, she nipped her lower lip and languidly looked up to face him again. Then she shook her head, as if to say that she didn't meant it.
"So...sorry?" And she couldn't hide that giggle. "I've got a few issues with long words." Hence, why she frequently has difficulty with memorizing incantations. And somehow, Dylan's warmth were keeping her tongue tied.
She just hoped Dylan won't get more offended as he seems to be.
When her warm hand latched around his arm, Dylan looked at her slightly alarmed. The contact from her caught him a bit off guard, considering how What was she doing?
Oh.
Okay.
......
Trying to remain a little ill with her...despite how adorably cute she was being, the Slytherin took a deep breath. He wanted to be angry...and he was going to be...sorta. While his facial expression remained a bit solemn, warmth colored his voice. "Will you just come on..."
Post at the Meeting next? They're INCREDIBLY late. xD
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When her warm hand latched around his arm, Dylan looked at her slightly alarmed. The contact from her caught him a bit off guard, considering how What was she doing?
Oh.
Okay.
......
Trying to remain a little ill with her...despite how adorably cute she was being, the Slytherin took a deep breath. He wanted to be angry...and he was going to be...sorta. While his facial expression remained a bit solemn, warmth colored his voice. "Will you just come on..."
He was being weird. Like really, really weird. He wasn't mocking her anymore, unlike before where he would go tell her how she's so small and whatnot.
Now, she's getting annoyed with how quiet he's becoming, she was not used to it, and she wasn't really growing too fond of it.
Pulling on a frown, Beezus pouted, let go of the hand that was grabbing Dylan's arm and used it to put over her book above her chest. "Okay then.." she replied impassively.
Oh, and of course mister, she was waiting for you to open the door.
Sitting against the wall was Brooklyn Petrov. She wasn't entirely sure how long she'd been sitting there with Slinky, but it'd been a good amount of time. Maybe an hour? A half hour? She couldn't be certain, but she knew it was longer than a few minutes. The blond twiddled her thumbs as the ferret had busied itself with weaving in and around the young blond occasionally pausing to look up at her.
Brooke closed her yes for a moment, just thinking. But deciding anything was better than being left to her own thoughts, she pulled out a paddle ball and began playing with that, ignoring the stares from the passing students.
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Sitting against the wall was Brooklyn Petrov. She wasn't entirely sure how long she'd been sitting there with Slinky, but it'd been a good amount of time. Maybe an hour? A half hour? She couldn't be certain, but she knew it was longer than a few minutes. The blond twiddled her thumbs as the ferret had busied itself with weaving in and around the young blond occasionally pausing to look up at her.
Brooke closed her yes for a moment, just thinking. But deciding anything was better than being left to her own thoughts, she pulled out a paddle ball and began playing with that, ignoring the stares from the passing students.
The fourth floor corridor was where Paulie found himself. What was he doing here? Well, he wasn't quite sure himself. Sometimes, on rainy days like today, he got antsy being up in the common room and his dorm for too long. His long legs needed walking! So, hands in pockets, he gave his legs a bit of mild exercise down the hallway. He was bored of walking, so he worked on his moonwalk move, which, if he said so himself, was in no need of improvement.
The unfortunate thing about doing the moonwalk was that Paulie wasn't aware of what or WHO he was moving toward. So, maybe it wasn't much of a surprise that the next second, Paulie was no longer mimicking some MJ moves, but tripping right over another student's long legs.
THUD.
And now he was more or less sitting on the ground. He quickly shifted, preparing to apologize. "Ahhh, sorry! I was.." Stop.
........
"BROOKIE?!" A huge smile spread across the Gryffindor's face. "Dude, I haven't seen you in FOREVER!"
Kennedy made his way out of the library with four books in hand. Three of them about potions and one about dragons. Ever since he saw the baby dragon at Care of Magical Creatures his interest for dragon grew by a million. Now he really did hope his father got him the dragon he had requested for Christmas. It would gain the man a lot of points toward Kennedy liking a little, tiny, bit.
The Prefect was distracted with holding the four large books in his arms, not paying attention to where he was walking.
Kennedy made his way out of the library with four books in hand. Three of them about potions and one about dragons. Ever since he saw the baby dragon at Care of Magical Creatures his interest for dragon grew by a million. Now he really did hope his father got him the dragon he had requested for Christmas. It would gain the man a lot of points toward Kennedy liking a little, tiny, bit.
The Prefect was distracted with holding the four large books in his arms, not paying attention to where he was walking.
Okay. Library time. Urgh. She really didn't want to go but she was never going to get any studying done in the rest of the castle... there were too many distractions... Sigh. Anyway, she had to study for her OWLs at some point. And she should probably start early.
She made her way up to the fourth floor quickly, because she knew that she'd end up turning round and going back to the dungeons if she gave herself time. She wasn't really looking where she was going... she was fiddling with the ends of the Ravenclaw scarf she had draped around her neck and staring at the floor when...
Oomph.
Ouch.
She had walked straight into someone... "Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry..." she looked up.
...
Oh.
"I... sorry." she said, looking straight into Kennedy's eyes.
Okay. Library time. Urgh. She really didn't want to go but she was never going to get any studying done in the rest of the castle... there were too many distractions... Sigh. Anyway, she had to study for her OWLs at some point. And she should probably start early.
She made her way up to the fourth floor quickly, because she knew that she'd end up turning round and going back to the dungeons if she gave herself time. She wasn't really looking where she was going... she was fiddling with the ends of the Ravenclaw scarf she had draped around her neck and staring at the floor when...
Oomph.
Ouch.
She had walked straight into someone... "Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry..." she looked up.
...
Oh.
"I... sorry." she said, looking straight into Kennedy's eyes.
Kennedy stumbled a step back when he collided with something, in the process dropping his books. "I'm so-" He stopped mid apology when his eyes met green. He froze on spot as a serious look took over his features. If he had to be honest, this was the last place he expected to see Aurora. She didn't like the library.
As he knelt down to pick his books up Kennedy noticed the scarf around her neck. The look in his eyes intensified to a glare that was now directed at the ground. After gathering his books his straightened himself. "I didn't see you there," he said in a tone he would only use with Wayne. Serious and as if he didn't know the person.
Kennedy stumbled a step back when he collided with something, in the process dropping his books. "I'm so-" He stopped mid apology when his eyes met green. He froze on spot as a serious look took over his features. If he had to be honest, this was the last place he expected to see Aurora. She didn't like the library.
As he knelt down to pick his books up Kennedy noticed the scarf around her neck. The look in his eyes intensified to a glare that was now directed at the ground. After gathering his books his straightened himself. "I didn't see you there," he said in a tone he would only use with Wayne. Serious and as if he didn't know the person.
Aurora grabbed one of the books as it fell and was going to bend down to help but... well she didn't know if he'd want her to and he seemed to be doing alright by himself. She glanced down at the book... oh... potions. She hoped he wasn't trying to find that potion in there... because he'd be disappointed. Aurora knew her mother developed her own take on most of the specialised potions she made.
Oh. Well that was a slap in the face. Never had he talked to her like that before... It felt like he'd just punched her in the chest... She frowned as she noticed his glare. Was he angry at her? Still? Couldn't he just get over it?! She was annoyed now, annoyed that she had felt guilty when really he was still angry at her rather than hurt. "You know if you still have a problem I wish you'd bloody say it instead of avoiding me all the time." she said, dropping the potions book onto the pile in his arms.
Aurora grabbed one of the books as it fell and was going to bend down to help but... well she didn't know if he'd want her to and he seemed to be doing alright by himself. She glanced down at the book... oh... potions. She hoped he wasn't trying to find that potion in there... because he'd be disappointed. Aurora knew her mother developed her own take on most of the specialised potions she made.
Oh. Well that was a slap in the face. Never had he talked to her like that before... It felt like he'd just punched her in the chest... She frowned as she noticed his glare. Was he angry at her? Still? Couldn't he just get over it?! She was annoyed now, annoyed that she had felt guilty when really he was still angry at her rather than hurt. "You know if you still have a problem I wish you'd bloody say it instead of avoiding me all the time." she said, dropping the potions book onto the pile in his arms.
Ha!
She wanted HIM to talk to HER. Right, like he would do that. Kennedy hadn't believed his father when he compared him to his "unforgiving nature" until now. And he didn't mind it. In fact it made him feel stronger in the aspect of confidence. Plus, he couldn't change who he was and he wasn't going to do it for Aurora. The ship of doing things for her had sailed and possibly drowned.
"I'm not avoiding you." He raised an eyebrow. "I've been too busy for simple things to distract me," he said. On the outside Kennedy seemed like a careless person saying the truth, but in the inside he was over thinking what he said. He'd meant it though. He regretted behaving like a weakling when they broke up and he wasn't about to let anything involving Aurora affect him as much as it used to.
She wanted HIM to talk to HER. Right, like he would do that. Kennedy hadn't believed his father when he compared him to his "unforgiving nature" until now. And he didn't mind it. In fact it made him feel stronger in the aspect of confidence. Plus, he couldn't change who he was and he wasn't going to do it for Aurora. The ship of doing things for her had sailed and possibly drowned.
"I'm not avoiding you." He raised an eyebrow. "I've been too busy for simple things to distract me," he said. On the outside Kennedy seemed like a careless person saying the truth, but in the inside he was over thinking what he said. He'd meant it though. He regretted behaving like a weakling when they broke up and he wasn't about to let anything involving Aurora affect him as much as it used to.
Those days were gone.
Aurora raised an eyebrow right back. "No? So when I actually had to come and find you when you were eating that was just because you'd been busy? Not because you ignored me every time I tried to talk to you?" She crossed her arms across her chest and glared at him. Seriously, he thought she hadn't noticed when he'd acted like he hadn't seen her... that he hadn't even been in the common room for most of the term so far... that he hadn't even been eating at the Slytherin table? Merlin, you'd think he'd know she wasn't an idiot.
Simple things? Right. Because this was so simple. It was simple that every time she saw him she remembered how close they used to be. It was simple how she thought of all the times they had laughed and had fun together. It was simple that she thought of him every time she saw a bloody lily. That was simple. Right? Well she didn't want to know what was complicated. "Simple things. Right." Aurora began picking at the tassels on the end of Milton's scarf in frustration. She just wanted him to get to the angry point and let it out. Because this... this was holding her back. She knew he must have something to say to her... because if he didn't then he wouldn't have been avoiding her. And she couldn't truly move on until she heard it. She wasn't going to let him go without telling her. And she also wasn't going to let him go before he found out about Milton. Because however much she disliked him right now, she thought he'd better hear it from her than from rumours...
She wanted HIM to talk to HER. Right, like he would do that. Kennedy hadn't believed his father when he compared him to his "unforgiving nature" until now. And he didn't mind it. In fact it made him feel stronger in the aspect of confidence. Plus, he couldn't change who he was and he wasn't going to do it for Aurora. The ship of doing things for her had sailed and possibly drowned.
"I'm not avoiding you." He raised an eyebrow. "I've been too busy for simple things to distract me," he said. On the outside Kennedy seemed like a careless person saying the truth, but in the inside he was over thinking what he said. He'd meant it though. He regretted behaving like a weakling when they broke up and he wasn't about to let anything involving Aurora affect him as much as it used to.
Those days were gone.
Having eaten just a little bit before he left to delivery this letter, Furmy flew with a new energy, moving as fast as his little wonky wings would carry him, hoping he could deliver the letter sooner than he had any others before mostly just so he could get back sooner and perhaps get some more to eat for his good timing. Spotting one of the windows on one of the levels open, he soared through it and...
Ah! There was the one he had to give this letter too.
He turned in the boy person's direction and let the letter fall from his beak once he knew it would fall right in front of the boy.
"Hoo." There's your letter, boy person. Catch it.
Flapping his wonky wings, Furmy turned once more and soared back out the window, hoping to get back in time to earn another treat.
Aurora raised an eyebrow right back. "No? So when I actually had to come and find you when you were eating that was just because you'd been busy? Not because you ignored me every time I tried to talk to you?" She crossed her arms across her chest and glared at him. Seriously, he thought she hadn't noticed when he'd acted like he hadn't seen her... that he hadn't even been in the common room for most of the term so far... that he hadn't even been eating at the Slytherin table? Merlin, you'd think he'd know she wasn't an idiot.
Simple things? Right. Because this was so simple. It was simple that every time she saw him she remembered how close they used to be. It was simple how she thought of all the times they had laughed and had fun together. It was simple that she thought of him every time she saw a bloody lily. That was simple. Right? Well she didn't want to know what was complicated. "Simple things. Right." Aurora began picking at the tassels on the end of Milton's scarf in frustration. She just wanted him to get to the angry point and let it out. Because this... this was holding her back. She knew he must have something to say to her... because if he didn't then he wouldn't have been avoiding her. And she couldn't truly move on until she heard it. She wasn't going to let him go without telling her. And she also wasn't going to let him go before he found out about Milton. Because however much she disliked him right now, she thought he'd better hear it from her than from rumours...
This was just getting ridiculous. Was she spying on him and if she was then her sight might be failing her. Sure, right after the break up he didn't want to see her, but he wasn't technically avoiding her. Just because he didn't want to see her didn't mean he was avoiding her. "First of all, I'm allowed to eat anywhere I please and second, I had no idea you've been looking for me then." He didn't read minds. How was he supposed to know she had been looking for him?
He let out an annoyed sigh. He didn't know what else to do or say. Frankly, he didn't want to talk to her or see her for that matter. It had been her fault that John and him had gotten mad at each other, but now that he knew who was on his side and who wasn't he didn't want nothing to do with the people in the latter. That included Aurora.
Kennedy glanced down at his books when...
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Having eaten just a little bit before he left to delivery this letter, Furmy flew with a new energy, moving as fast as his little wonky wings would carry him, hoping he could deliver the letter sooner than he had any others before mostly just so he could get back sooner and perhaps get some more to eat for his good timing. Spotting one of the windows on one of the levels open, he soared through it and...
Ah! There was the one he had to give this letter too.
He turned in the boy person's direction and let the letter fall from his beak once he knew it would fall right in front of the boy.
"Hoo." There's your letter, boy person. Catch it.
Flapping his wonky wings, Furmy turned once more and soared back out the window, hoping to get back in time to earn another treat.
A letter?
He caught the letter and opened it, purposely ignoring Aurora's presence.
Huh.
Well...he hadn't been expecting that. He folded the letter, a tiny smirk stretching his lips. This...this was amusing in a way. If he had been father-less and unprotected then he might of have taken refuge in the dungeons, but he wasn't.
His father was going to hear about this.
He tucked the letter on the inside pocket of his robes and looked back up at Aurora. "I've got things to do." And turned to leave.
This was just getting ridiculous. Was she spying on him and if she was then her sight might be failing her. Sure, right after the break up he didn't want to see her, but he wasn't technically avoiding her. Just because he didn't want to see her didn't mean he was avoiding her. "First of all, I'm allowed to eat anywhere I please and second, I had no idea you've been looking for me then." He didn't read minds. How was he supposed to know she had been looking for him?
He let out an annoyed sigh. He didn't know what else to do or say. Frankly, he didn't want to talk to her or see her for that matter. It had been her fault that John and him had gotten mad at each other, but now that he knew who was on his side and who wasn't he didn't want nothing to do with the people in the latter. That included Aurora.
Kennedy glanced down at his books when...
A letter?
He caught the letter and opened it, purposely ignoring Aurora's presence.
Huh.
Well...he hadn't been expecting that. He folded the letter, a tiny smirk stretching his lips. This...this was amusing in a way. If he had been father-less and unprotected then he might of have taken refuge in the dungeons, but he wasn't.
His father was going to hear about this.
He tucked the letter on the inside pocket of his robes and looked back up at Aurora. "I've got things to do." And turned to leave.
Aurora wanted to curse him or something, anything to make him retaliate. Why was he being so calm about it? It was a year an a half of their lives... couldn't he at least feel something..? She did. She was angry... and she still hurt. A lot. Deep down... But she had got over it. Kind of.
Maybe Kennedy needed to do the same thing... though the thought of him with anyone else actually made her angry. Still. But maybe it would be good for him... rather than not caring. She really wished he would do something to get back at her. She wanted to tell him about Milton, rub it in his face to see how he reacted but that would just seem petty... Merlin why did it have to be so difficult. Aurora wanted to vow that she was done with boys and relationships but... well it was a bit late for that.
An owl? Great. That was exactly the kind of distraction and excuse she didn't want to give Kennedy right now. She cursed the sender in her head... Things to do..? Ack. "You wont find it in there you know." she called as he started to move, pointing at the potions books. "She told me what it was... when she found out we had broken up." Well, not exactly what it was. But she had given her a list of ingredients - probably as a weird sort of test, her mother liked those - so Aurora pretty much knew. And she could probably cure it with enough time.
Aurora wanted to curse him or something, anything to make him retaliate. Why was he being so calm about it? It was a year an a half of their lives... couldn't he at least feel something..? She did. She was angry... and she still hurt. A lot. Deep down... But she had got over it. Kind of.
Maybe Kennedy needed to do the same thing... though the thought of him with anyone else actually made her angry. Still. But maybe it would be good for him... rather than not caring. She really wished he would do something to get back at her. She wanted to tell him about Milton, rub it in his face to see how he reacted but that would just seem petty... Merlin why did it have to be so difficult. Aurora wanted to vow that she was done with boys and relationships but... well it was a bit late for that.
An owl? Great. That was exactly the kind of distraction and excuse she didn't want to give Kennedy right now. She cursed the sender in her head... Things to do..? Ack. "You wont find it in there you know." she called as he started to move, pointing at the potions books. "She told me what it was... when she found out we had broken up." Well, not exactly what it was. But she had given her a list of ingredients - probably as a weird sort of test, her mother liked those - so Aurora pretty much knew. And she could probably cure it with enough time.
Kennedy stopped when she spoke. Her voice always managed to do that, although now he was trying to fight it. He was trying to fight everything he felt for her. It was hard, he wasn't going to lie. She had been his first girlfriend and the first person outside of family that he trusted. So, things like that weren't forgotten in a matter of weeks, but if she could get over him so soon, so could he.
He shook his head, still facing away from her. "These are for fun," he said, raising the potions book in the air. Didn't she remember that he read for fun? "My father already told me everything," he said in a confident tone, not even she would be able to tell it was a lie. Then he resumed walking and trying to put as much distance between her and him.
Kennedy stopped when she spoke. Her voice always managed to do that, although now he was trying to fight it. He was trying to fight everything he felt for her. It was hard, he wasn't going to lie. She had been his first girlfriend and the first person outside of family that he trusted. So, things like that weren't forgotten in a matter of weeks, but if she could get over him so soon, so could he.
He shook his head, still facing away from her. "These are for fun," he said, raising the potions book in the air. Didn't she remember that he read for fun? "My father already told me everything," he said in a confident tone, not even she would be able to tell it was a lie. Then he resumed walking and trying to put as much distance between her and him.
Aurora frowned. If he knew then... why wasn't he more scared? Memory potions like that were so dangerous... you only used them if there was something you needed to completely erase... "I don't believe you." she called after him. Though he seemed so confident about it...
And he was leaving... no. That wasn't what was supposed to happen. "Kennedy." she said his name, she didn't shout it, just said it. "Before you hear it from anyone else..." Deep breath. [b]"Me and Milton... we... you know what? I don't care who the hell you hear it from."[b] She turned and started to walk the opposite direction, then faltered. "You know if you want help with that potion thing all you have to do is ask." And she was gone. Not to the library... she'd never get any studying done now...
Aurora frowned. If he knew then... why wasn't he more scared? Memory potions like that were so dangerous... you only used them if there was something you needed to completely erase... "I don't believe you." she called after him. Though he seemed so confident about it...
And he was leaving... no. That wasn't what was supposed to happen. "Kennedy." she said his name, she didn't shout it, just said it. "Before you hear it from anyone else..." Deep breath. [b]"Me and Milton... we... you know what? I don't care who the hell you hear it from."[b] She turned and started to walk the opposite direction, then faltered. "You know if you want help with that potion thing all you have to do is ask." And she was gone. Not to the library... she'd never get any studying done now...
He didn't stop, not this time. Instead, he just waved his hand lazily in the air not caring if she saw him or not. He was done here. There was nothing to be said really. He wanted her to doubt what he was feeling or thinking. He wanted her to be curious of how he was doing, if she even cared.
As to Milton, he hoped one of the Cornish Pixies from flying lessons escaped and hung him in the tallest tower of Hogwarts.
Kennedy had to admit that he sting felt a pang of jealousy, but it wasn't like before. This time he wasn't going to go running after Aurora to apologize. Not even for help. Did she really think that'd he go to HER for help? No. He had someone else in mind that could help him with his dilemma. Someone experienced in potions.
"It's not who you are that holds you back, it's who you think you are not."
It was official: Adam needed to chain himself to a chair in the library in order to get anything constructive down this term. He had hoped maybe he would have the will power to be able to study outside and enjoy this lovely weather, but that simply was not happening. So, slinging his backpack stuffed with more books than he thought was possible to shove into his bag at once, Adam headed to the library. He was in the corridor nearly there when he heard a ripping sound. What the...Oh no...You've got to be...
Adam simply stood there as the bottom of his bag ripped and all his books went crashing to the floor.
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