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The Courtyard is a cloister on the base of the Hogwarts Castle. This cloister seems to be one of the older parts of the castle and the ceiling and walls are dilapidated. Serving as the last area before approaching Hogwart's entrance doors, it also leads to the Wooden Bridge.
In the centre of the courtyard is an antique fountain surrounded by statues of eagles. Perfect for relaxing and making wishes at. Beware, once you toss in a coin, you can never get it back as the water surface sinks deeper and deeper preventing your hand from ever reaching inside to retrieve it. A pear tree also grows in this courtyard, free of worms making it safe to snack from.
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Text Cut: Callie & Pucki
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Originally Posted by Callie
As they talked, another Ravenclaw boy (Jasper) wandered over to the pear tree, sat down, and began sketching. This boy was a first year like she was. Haddie remembered him form the sorting ceremony, but she couldn't remember what name had been called for him. Something with a J, she thought.
There they were. Three Eagles, all sketchbooks, journals, or notebooks, congregating at the pear tree. She looked identical to them. It made her doubt the belief she'd been placed in the wrong house. At least until Davie reacted to her saying food fights are fun.
Haddie quietly laughed and shook her head at his reaction. It reminded her that even with the occasional similarity here and there, she was, at her core, vastly different than the rest of her house. An Outsider to it. There was no changing it though, so she'd make the best of it.
She watched the artist sketch as Davie listed off the things he did for fun. His list brought some of her doubt back, but mostly it made her wonder if the Hat confused her for Natalie. "I never actually threw food, you know? I dumped strategically on other people," She flashed him a wide, toothy grin, "Blimy! Did I use that right? I'm practicing my British slang. Personally, I prefer 'holy carp' because it always makes me imagine a fish in a pope's hat." There was a pause while she considered his list, watching the artist as she did.
"You sound a lot like my twin sister, actually. She's the smart one, not me. I'm just..." Haddie shrugged. She continued watching the artist. "I like fun things. Hanging out with friends, dancing like a fool, exploring things, having adventures, playing pranks, trying new things, that sort of stuff, you know?" She turned away from the artist and looked at Davie and shrugged again. "I like doing things sometimes just to see if they can be done."
Then she stood up and plucked another pear. "Hey, heads up," she told the artist (Jasper). She was about to toss it, but realized that he might not be that great at catching to begin with, and waited until he was looking at her before tossing it. She looked back at Davie, grinning. "Okay, now I've tossed food." She sat back down. "You're really good," she told the artist. "I'm Haddie, and this is Davie... wait, have you two met already?" She glanced between Davie and the Ravenclaw firstie.
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Originally Posted by Pucki
A girls (Haddie) voice had broken Jasper's concentration, though he was glad that he looked up, given that the girl in question had thrown a pear in his direction. Dropping his sketchbook, he managed to catch the pear, glad that he hadn't dropped it.
It would've been both embarrassing, and quite possibly a waste of a good pear.
"Oh... uh... thanks," despite the hesitation in his words, he grinned at the compliment, excited and glad that someone other than his family thought he was good at drawing!
Because family was required to compliment him. His eyes turned to the boy (Davie)who he hadn't noticed before the girl introduced them.
"No we haven't met," he answered, his voice a bit more confident. At that point he realised he still hadn't introduced himself. "I'm Jasper, nice to meet you both."
To tell the truth, David probably wouldn't have noticed that another Ravenclaw was approaching their pear tree because he simply wasn't super observant of other people. Bugs, yes, he always noticed bugs. Weird little cracks in the pavement, yes, he tended to see those. But people? Yep, they were his weakness. That was why he was out here writing down his observations! He smiled at Jasper as he sat down though, and returned the phrase, "Nice to meet you too."
So, back to talkative Miss Haddie. "Oh, you ARE a Ravenclaw then," he half-joked. Look at him, making a joke. "The adults might not realize it, but there's a fine line between THROWING food and merely dumping it STRATEGICALLY. I appreciate the difference." It was like the difference between stealing someone's quill and accidentally finding the quill. A BIG difference. He knew all about that.
Wait, blimey? They were on another topic already! "Uhhh, I guess," he blinked. "I usually use more Wizard slang--- did you say British, though? Are you not British?" To tell the truth, he hadn't noticed any particular accent with her either. David really, really needed to work on his people skills. He did let out a laugh at Haddie's carp pun though. "Good one. Clever. I like it." Holy carp. Heh. Heh. Would it be rude if he wrote that one down to tell to Char later? He nodded at her bit about a twin, adding, "Does she go here too?"
Seemed like they liked some of the same stuff. David didn't usually do thing just to do them though. He would have to have some curiosity about how or why they worked to be motivated to do them. Sure, he wondered if someone could catch a snitch via their mouth, swallow it whole, digest it, and then defecate it out and have it still count as a win, but he wasn't curious enough to try it.
He chuckled again as she threw the pair, looking over at Jasper too. "How are you liking Hogwarts so far?"
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A girls (Haddie) voice had broken Jasper's concentration, though he was glad that he looked up, given that the girl in question had thrown a pear in his direction. Dropping his sketchbook, he managed to catch the pear, glad that he hadn't dropped it.
It would've been both embarrassing, and quite possibly a waste of a good pear.
"Oh... uh... thanks," despite the hesitation in his words, he grinned at the compliment, excited and glad that someone other than his family thought he was good at drawing!
Because family was required to compliment him. His eyes turned to the boy (Davie)who he hadn't noticed before the girl introduced them.
"No we haven't met," he answered, his voice a bit more confident. At that point he realised he still hadn't introduced himself. "I'm Jasper, nice to meet you both."
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl
Text Cut: Callie & Pucki
To tell the truth, David probably wouldn't have noticed that another Ravenclaw was approaching their pear tree because he simply wasn't super observant of other people. Bugs, yes, he always noticed bugs. Weird little cracks in the pavement, yes, he tended to see those. But people? Yep, they were his weakness. That was why he was out here writing down his observations! He smiled at Jasper as he sat down though, and returned the phrase, "Nice to meet you too."
So, back to talkative Miss Haddie. "Oh, you ARE a Ravenclaw then," he half-joked. Look at him, making a joke. "The adults might not realize it, but there's a fine line between THROWING food and merely dumping it STRATEGICALLY. I appreciate the difference." It was like the difference between stealing someone's quill and accidentally finding the quill. A BIG difference. He knew all about that.
Wait, blimey? They were on another topic already! "Uhhh, I guess," he blinked. "I usually use more Wizard slang--- did you say British, though? Are you not British?" To tell the truth, he hadn't noticed any particular accent with her either. David really, really needed to work on his people skills. He did let out a laugh at Haddie's carp pun though. "Good one. Clever. I like it." Holy carp. Heh. Heh. Would it be rude if he wrote that one down to tell to Char later? He nodded at her bit about a twin, adding, "Does she go here too?"
Seemed like they liked some of the same stuff. David didn't usually do thing just to do them though. He would have to have some curiosity about how or why they worked to be motivated to do them. Sure, he wondered if someone could catch a snitch via their mouth, swallow it whole, digest it, and then defecate it out and have it still count as a win, but he wasn't curious enough to try it.
He chuckled again as she threw the pair, looking over at Jasper too. "How are you liking Hogwarts so far?"
"Jasper? Nice name. And you're welcome." Haddie's eyes danced quizzically when Davie commenting on her being Ravenclaw. "I am?" She shrugged. "I don't know, honestly. From what I saw at the opening dinner, thing, I thought I must have been Gryffindor, and the Sorting Hat made a mistake, or something." She held up a hand before Davie or Jasper could could correct her. "I know, I know, 'It doesn't make mistakes.'" She said it with exaggerated shake of the head, and somehow managed to sound like she was mimicking, or mocking, every single person that had told her that, individually.
She continued to watch Jasper sketch. She liked watching him sketch. He was good. But it also might have something to do with the first hints of an idea forming. Davie pulled her attention away, though. She studied him curiously for a moment. "No, American. Southern California. You can't tell?" That was odd. Was she picking up a British accent without realizing it? That was a thing, right? Before you're 13 or something, you have the ability still to adopt the accent of the place you move to, or something? Maybe Rachel would know. She'll have to remember to ask her later. "So, wizarding slang? Like muggle and such?" If there was wizard slang, she should probably get on that.
Eh, she'll probably pick it up naturally now, being here. "Jasper, do you do portraits? Like the ones in Hogwarts, that live?" She wasn't sure if that was the correct term for it, but the painted figures in those moved, talked, thought independently, so it seemed like they were alive to her. She only actually have understood why she was asking. Which ever idea was taking root, she wasn't aware of it yet, and acting more on instinct. "I might commission you for something in the future, if you're interested. It won't before a while though..." And definitely not until she was aware of what her mind was plotting.
She focused back on Davie, and closed her eyes momentarily, then shook her head. "No. Natalie's muggle, sadly. Everyone in my family is muggle except me. And my cousin, but that's because her Mum is one, I guess. She's first year too, and also in Ravenclaw. Ailsa? Or Elsa if you want to tease her." She looked between Jasper and Davie to see if they knew her yet. She was a lot more the classic Ravenclaw, so wouldn't be surprised if the house gravitated to her, or Rachel, more.
"The school's fantastic. I mean, how couldn't you love it here? We get to live in a castle and learn and play with magic. What's not to love? Sooo," she looked at Davie. "What about me, or what do you see about me that makes me a Ravenclaw?" It had been bugging her since he made that comment, and her curiosity was too strong now. She had to know. Also, "And what are chocolate frog cards?"
To tell the truth, David probably wouldn't have noticed that another Ravenclaw was approaching their pear tree because he simply wasn't super observant of other people. Bugs, yes, he always noticed bugs. Weird little cracks in the pavement, yes, he tended to see those. But people? Yep, they were his weakness. That was why he was out here writing down his observations! He smiled at Jasper as he sat down though, and returned the phrase, "Nice to meet you too."
So, back to talkative Miss Haddie. "Oh, you ARE a Ravenclaw then," he half-joked. Look at him, making a joke. "The adults might not realize it, but there's a fine line between THROWING food and merely dumping it STRATEGICALLY. I appreciate the difference." It was like the difference between stealing someone's quill and accidentally finding the quill. A BIG difference. He knew all about that.
Wait, blimey? They were on another topic already! "Uhhh, I guess," he blinked. "I usually use more Wizard slang--- did you say British, though? Are you not British?" To tell the truth, he hadn't noticed any particular accent with her either. David really, really needed to work on his people skills. He did let out a laugh at Haddie's carp pun though. "Good one. Clever. I like it." Holy carp. Heh. Heh. Would it be rude if he wrote that one down to tell to Char later? He nodded at her bit about a twin, adding, "Does she go here too?"
Seemed like they liked some of the same stuff. David didn't usually do thing just to do them though. He would have to have some curiosity about how or why they worked to be motivated to do them. Sure, he wondered if someone could catch a snitch via their mouth, swallow it whole, digest it, and then defecate it out and have it still count as a win, but he wasn't curious enough to try it.
He chuckled again as she threw the pair, looking over at Jasper too. "How are you liking Hogwarts so far?"
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Originally Posted by Callie
SPOILER!!: Ravvies
"Jasper? Nice name. And you're welcome." Haddie's eyes danced quizzically when Davie commenting on her being Ravenclaw. "I am?" She shrugged. "I don't know, honestly. From what I saw at the opening dinner, thing, I thought I must have been Gryffindor, and the Sorting Hat made a mistake, or something." She held up a hand before Davie or Jasper could could correct her. "I know, I know, 'It doesn't make mistakes.'" She said it with exaggerated shake of the head, and somehow managed to sound like she was mimicking, or mocking, every single person that had told her that, individually.
She continued to watch Jasper sketch. She liked watching him sketch. He was good. But it also might have something to do with the first hints of an idea forming. Davie pulled her attention away, though. She studied him curiously for a moment. "No, American. Southern California. You can't tell?" That was odd. Was she picking up a British accent without realizing it? That was a thing, right? Before you're 13 or something, you have the ability still to adopt the accent of the place you move to, or something? Maybe Rachel would know. She'll have to remember to ask her later. "So, wizarding slang? Like muggle and such?" If there was wizard slang, she should probably get on that.
Eh, she'll probably pick it up naturally now, being here. "Jasper, do you do portraits? Like the ones in Hogwarts, that live?" She wasn't sure if that was the correct term for it, but the painted figures in those moved, talked, thought independently, so it seemed like they were alive to her. She only actually have understood why she was asking. Which ever idea was taking root, she wasn't aware of it yet, and acting more on instinct. "I might commission you for something in the future, if you're interested. It won't before a while though..." And definitely not until she was aware of what her mind was plotting.
She focused back on Davie, and closed her eyes momentarily, then shook her head. "No. Natalie's muggle, sadly. Everyone in my family is muggle except me. And my cousin, but that's because her Mum is one, I guess. She's first year too, and also in Ravenclaw. Ailsa? Or Elsa if you want to tease her." She looked between Jasper and Davie to see if they knew her yet. She was a lot more the classic Ravenclaw, so wouldn't be surprised if the house gravitated to her, or Rachel, more.
"The school's fantastic. I mean, how couldn't you love it here? We get to live in a castle and learn and play with magic. What's not to love? Sooo," she looked at Davie. "What about me, or what do you see about me that makes me a Ravenclaw?" It had been bugging her since he made that comment, and her curiosity was too strong now. She had to know. Also, "And what are chocolate frog cards?"
Jasper had nodded in acknowledgement to Davie before he looked down to continue sketching.
Looking up from his sketch to Haddie he tilted his head to the side for a moment as he thought. "I can definitely do portraits... I haven't done a live one before, but what I read about them it's done with a spell once the portraits done... I could look into it," the Australian answered calmly, actually in thought now.
Making a 'living portrait'... now that sounded like a fun project to work on. He was going to have to try this, whether Haddie commissioned him for hers or not...
Jasper didn't mean to eavesdrop on the conversation between the other two, at least not the parts that weren't meant for him, but her commenting that she didn't believe that she belonged in Ravenclaw was something he could relate to.
"Thornton told me it's not just about wanting to study and wanting to be really good in classes," he gave his own comment, thinking about how the prefect had welcomed him before the feast had... gotten disturbed. "He said a lot of it's also about creativity."
That was how he probably got in. Through his love of art and music in general.
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Text Cut: Hady
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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy
Hady watched as he moved to sit on the fountain. That was probably much more comfortable then standing and leaning against it. Following his lead she moved sit up on the ledge beside him, her hands resting on either side of her, feet swinging back and forth lightly.
Speaking of careers or whatever she had questions to ask. "How was your curse breaker training thing? Will you be going on more?" Come on now. Details boy, details.
He supposed he might? Hady pulled a hurt faCe at him and the smirked. "I bet you'd take Maggie along with you, hm?" She joked nudging him with her elbow. There was noway he'd just go away for weeks or months without his girlfriend.
Ew. Come on taking so many lessons wasn't a bad thing. A small laugh left her lips as she looked at her friend. "As of now I am. I might drop a few though, I haven't fully decided." It all depended on how the important classes went for her. That and her animagi training.
His mind was already locked on the topic before Hady had raised it. The field trip he had with Daphne over the summer had very much solidified his plans. It was his goal, to become a curse-breaker. So when Hady asked him about it, he couldn't help but nod, a spark lighting up his eyes.
"It was amazing," he started, tilting his face slightly away from her and pointing to his badges of honour - the scar across his neck, the two down his cheek and the flecks on his chin. "Was attacked by cursed fire demons," he informed matter-of-factly. Of course, there was more to the story that he would share, but he liked to savour reactions first.
Of course, for his line of work, he would likely travel the globe, all those adventures... ahhhhhh... Hady was wrong about one thing though. "I don't think Maggie would like slumming it, and I wouldn't want her in any danger. There are far nicer places in the world to whisk her off to." And, saying that out loud, he realised that it was something he wanted. It was a plan, for their future. He'd have to find her and tell her all about it. Genius idea really.
Also, Hady could laugh about it all she wanted, but her sanity was in the firing line. "You should definitely drop a few. My mum was saying that she took O.W.Ls AND N.E.W.Ts in every subject and she had no life. Then again... she was a Ravenclaw with all the ambition of a Slytherin set to hyperdrive." It was no wonder she was the youngest Head Auror (and Department Head) in history. "I've dropped Astronomy, Divination and History of Magic... would have dropped Muggle Studies too but I'll need that if I change my mind and decide to become an Obliviator." Granted, they also asked for HoM N.E.W.Ts.... but that was NOT going to happen. He'd negotiate his way out of that one.
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Text Cut: you guys
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Originally Posted by Callie
"Jasper? Nice name. And you're welcome." Haddie's eyes danced quizzically when Davie commenting on her being Ravenclaw. "I am?" She shrugged. "I don't know, honestly. From what I saw at the opening dinner, thing, I thought I must have been Gryffindor, and the Sorting Hat made a mistake, or something." She held up a hand before Davie or Jasper could could correct her. "I know, I know, 'It doesn't make mistakes.'" She said it with exaggerated shake of the head, and somehow managed to sound like she was mimicking, or mocking, every single person that had told her that, individually.
She continued to watch Jasper sketch. She liked watching him sketch. He was good. But it also might have something to do with the first hints of an idea forming. Davie pulled her attention away, though. She studied him curiously for a moment. "No, American. Southern California. You can't tell?" That was odd. Was she picking up a British accent without realizing it? That was a thing, right? Before you're 13 or something, you have the ability still to adopt the accent of the place you move to, or something? Maybe Rachel would know. She'll have to remember to ask her later. "So, wizarding slang? Like muggle and such?" If there was wizard slang, she should probably get on that.
Eh, she'll probably pick it up naturally now, being here. "Jasper, do you do portraits? Like the ones in Hogwarts, that live?" She wasn't sure if that was the correct term for it, but the painted figures in those moved, talked, thought independently, so it seemed like they were alive to her. She only actually have understood why she was asking. Which ever idea was taking root, she wasn't aware of it yet, and acting more on instinct. "I might commission you for something in the future, if you're interested. It won't before a while though..." And definitely not until she was aware of what her mind was plotting.
She focused back on Davie, and closed her eyes momentarily, then shook her head. "No. Natalie's muggle, sadly. Everyone in my family is muggle except me. And my cousin, but that's because her Mum is one, I guess. She's first year too, and also in Ravenclaw. Ailsa? Or Elsa if you want to tease her." She looked between Jasper and Davie to see if they knew her yet. She was a lot more the classic Ravenclaw, so wouldn't be surprised if the house gravitated to her, or Rachel, more.
"The school's fantastic. I mean, how couldn't you love it here? We get to live in a castle and learn and play with magic. What's not to love? Sooo," she looked at Davie. "What about me, or what do you see about me that makes me a Ravenclaw?" It had been bugging her since he made that comment, and her curiosity was too strong now. She had to know. Also, "And what are chocolate frog cards?"
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Originally Posted by Pucki
SPOILER!!: Davie & Haddie
Jasper had nodded in acknowledgement to Davie before he looked down to continue sketching.
Looking up from his sketch to Haddie he tilted his head to the side for a moment as he thought. "I can definitely do portraits... I haven't done a live one before, but what I read about them it's done with a spell once the portraits done... I could look into it," the Australian answered calmly, actually in thought now.
Making a 'living portrait'... now that sounded like a fun project to work on. He was going to have to try this, whether Haddie commissioned him for hers or not...
Jasper didn't mean to eavesdrop on the conversation between the other two, at least not the parts that weren't meant for him, but her commenting that she didn't believe that she belonged in Ravenclaw was something he could relate to.
"Thornton told me it's not just about wanting to study and wanting to be really good in classes," he gave his own comment, thinking about how the prefect had welcomed him before the feast had... gotten disturbed. "He said a lot of it's also about creativity."
That was how he probably got in. Through his love of art and music in general.
She hadn't... hadn't picked up on his joke about the strategic dumping of food vs. straight mashing it into someone's face, traditional food fight style? Bummer. "Wizarding slang, yes. I prefer creative injections, such as: 'Merlin's Beard!' or 'Gallopin' Gorgons,' or 'By George's Left Ear!'" The latter was a particular favorite unique to Davie. "We also have some idioms, like 'a common goblin' or 'the cat's among the pixies,' or... or... 'sent to the Centaur office.'" Yeah. Fun terms. Wasn't language neat?
David was pretty sure Haddie was a Muggleborn, and even Jasper too. Probably. WAIT. Maybe they could help him with his Muggle Studies! What luck he had run into these two by the pear tree. "Moving portraits," he contributed, "are neat. There's quite a few by the moving staircases." In case they wanted to check them out. He almost added that his mum had a portrait here, but... didn't. These people didn't know her, not at all. So he was completely scot-free from living up to their expectations about her! Or about him! AWESOME. He would need to make a note of this so he didn't forget... and now his fingers really were itching to grab his notebook again.
"I haven't met her yet," he mused in reply to Haddie, slowly picking up his notepad again, although he didn't open it just yet. Had she said her TWIN wasn't a wizard too?! "How cool," David murmured. "To be the only wizard in your family." He peeked at Jasper's awesome drawing as he said that. How cool would it be to be THAT good a drawer?! David wasn't bad, but he wasn't super creative either. "Niiiiiice," he complimented the kid. And yeah, he did agree with Thornton's definition of a 'Claw. "And, I think, independent thinking?" That was a nerdy way to put it, but, "Haddie, you noticed the distinction between strategically dumping food and just throwing it, in the food fight." He smiled again. "That struck me as a very literal, Ravenclaw-ish thing to say." Did she see now?
BUT GASP! The Muggleborn did not know what chocolate frog cards were! Instead of immediately answering, David reached into the pocket of his cargo shorts and pulled out an unopened chocolate frog box. THIS was the best way to explain what they were. "I'm afraid I only have one on me," he answered Haddie, "but you and Jasper are welcome to share it. The chocolate is great, but the card is the best part." So what was she waiting on? Open it!
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Jasper had nodded in acknowledgement to Davie before he looked down to continue sketching.
Looking up from his sketch to Haddie he tilted his head to the side for a moment as he thought. "I can definitely do portraits... I haven't done a live one before, but what I read about them it's done with a spell once the portraits done... I could look into it," the Australian answered calmly, actually in thought now.
Making a 'living portrait'... now that sounded like a fun project to work on. He was going to have to try this, whether Haddie commissioned him for hers or not...
Jasper didn't mean to eavesdrop on the conversation between the other two, at least not the parts that weren't meant for him, but her commenting that she didn't believe that she belonged in Ravenclaw was something he could relate to.
"Thornton told me it's not just about wanting to study and wanting to be really good in classes," he gave his own comment, thinking about how the prefect had welcomed him before the feast had... gotten disturbed. "He said a lot of it's also about creativity."
That was how he probably got in. Through his love of art and music in general.
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl
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She hadn't... hadn't picked up on his joke about the strategic dumping of food vs. straight mashing it into someone's face, traditional food fight style? Bummer. "Wizarding slang, yes. I prefer creative injections, such as: 'Merlin's Beard!' or 'Gallopin' Gorgons,' or 'By George's Left Ear!'" The latter was a particular favorite unique to Davie. "We also have some idioms, like 'a common goblin' or 'the cat's among the pixies,' or... or... 'sent to the Centaur office.'" Yeah. Fun terms. Wasn't language neat?
David was pretty sure Haddie was a Muggleborn, and even Jasper too. Probably. WAIT. Maybe they could help him with his Muggle Studies! What luck he had run into these two by the pear tree. "Moving portraits," he contributed, "are neat. There's quite a few by the moving staircases." In case they wanted to check them out. He almost added that his mum had a portrait here, but... didn't. These people didn't know her, not at all. So he was completely scot-free from living up to their expectations about her! Or about him! AWESOME. He would need to make a note of this so he didn't forget... and now his fingers really were itching to grab his notebook again.
"I haven't met her yet," he mused in reply to Haddie, slowly picking up his notepad again, although he didn't open it just yet. Had she said her TWIN wasn't a wizard too?! "How cool," David murmured. "To be the only wizard in your family." He peeked at Jasper's awesome drawing as he said that. How cool would it be to be THAT good a drawer?! David wasn't bad, but he wasn't super creative either. "Niiiiiice," he complimented the kid. And yeah, he did agree with Thornton's definition of a 'Claw. "And, I think, independent thinking?" That was a nerdy way to put it, but, "Haddie, you noticed the distinction between strategically dumping food and just throwing it, in the food fight." He smiled again. "That struck me as a very literal, Ravenclaw-ish thing to say." Did she see now?
BUT GASP! The Muggleborn did not know what chocolate frog cards were! Instead of immediately answering, David reached into the pocket of his cargo shorts and pulled out an unopened chocolate frog box. THIS was the best way to explain what they were. "I'm afraid I only have one on me," he answered Haddie, "but you and Jasper are welcome to share it. The chocolate is great, but the card is the best part." So what was she waiting on? Open it!
"Yeah," she agreed as Jasper told her what Thornton had said. "Prefect Penny," she smirked like that was amusing to say, "told me the same. It's just you know... I'm the only one in the house that joined the fight, except Kitty, who probably wouldn't have if I hadn't. So I don't know. I mean Ravenclaw isn't the only house that has creative people, is it?"
She shrugged. She did that a lot, but whatever. "Wait, George's left ear? That's an random expression. I can kinda grasp the others, well the centaur one's a bit weird, but George's left ear? Who's George and we do we care about his left ear?" Language was a thing that, mildly, fascinated her. Mostly because it was just weird and bizarre and completely out of its gourd, which were all ways people had described Haddie, many times. So there was connection.
She nodded, and grinned when Davie mentioned the Moving paintings where the moving staircases were. That was where she discovered them. She loved to watch them. It was strange and magical all at the same time. She shook her head, though, when Davie said it must be fun being the only one. "Not when you're a twin. It's godawful not having her here with me. Plus, she's upset with me for being a Witch without her..."
"Wait, you're meaning my loophole thing? That's a stupid thing you learn to do to defy orders. Pretend you don't understand the meaning and go do it anyway. Never works, they know you understood, and did it on purpose, and still get in trouble anyway. But it's fun, it gets under their skin and everything. But it's stupid and nothing." She took the offered frog box. "Like when you were a kid, and went on a long car trip and started annoying your brother by getting as close to touching him as you can while he's yelling not to touch him. And your parents were tired of it and yelled at you not to touch him, but you were safe, because you weren't actually touching him. Stupid kid stuff. Everyone's done it." She opened the box.
And was treated to a brown frog hopping out of the box and landing on Jasper's sketchbook. "It's a live frog? Ew. Why?"
She hadn't... hadn't picked up on his joke about the strategic dumping of food vs. straight mashing it into someone's face, traditional food fight style? Bummer. "Wizarding slang, yes. I prefer creative injections, such as: 'Merlin's Beard!' or 'Gallopin' Gorgons,' or 'By George's Left Ear!'" The latter was a particular favorite unique to Davie. "We also have some idioms, like 'a common goblin' or 'the cat's among the pixies,' or... or... 'sent to the Centaur office.'" Yeah. Fun terms. Wasn't language neat?
David was pretty sure Haddie was a Muggleborn, and even Jasper too. Probably. WAIT. Maybe they could help him with his Muggle Studies! What luck he had run into these two by the pear tree. "Moving portraits," he contributed, "are neat. There's quite a few by the moving staircases." In case they wanted to check them out. He almost added that his mum had a portrait here, but... didn't. These people didn't know her, not at all. So he was completely scot-free from living up to their expectations about her! Or about him! AWESOME. He would need to make a note of this so he didn't forget... and now his fingers really were itching to grab his notebook again.
"I haven't met her yet," he mused in reply to Haddie, slowly picking up his notepad again, although he didn't open it just yet. Had she said her TWIN wasn't a wizard too?! "How cool," David murmured. "To be the only wizard in your family." He peeked at Jasper's awesome drawing as he said that. How cool would it be to be THAT good a drawer?! David wasn't bad, but he wasn't super creative either. "Niiiiiice," he complimented the kid. And yeah, he did agree with Thornton's definition of a 'Claw. "And, I think, independent thinking?" That was a nerdy way to put it, but, "Haddie, you noticed the distinction between strategically dumping food and just throwing it, in the food fight." He smiled again. "That struck me as a very literal, Ravenclaw-ish thing to say." Did she see now?
BUT GASP! The Muggleborn did not know what chocolate frog cards were! Instead of immediately answering, David reached into the pocket of his cargo shorts and pulled out an unopened chocolate frog box. THIS was the best way to explain what they were. "I'm afraid I only have one on me," he answered Haddie, "but you and Jasper are welcome to share it. The chocolate is great, but the card is the best part." So what was she waiting on? Open it!
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"Yeah," she agreed as Jasper told her what Thornton had said. "Prefect Penny," she smirked like that was amusing to say, "told me the same. It's just you know... I'm the only one in the house that joined the fight, except Kitty, who probably wouldn't have if I hadn't. So I don't know. I mean Ravenclaw isn't the only house that has creative people, is it?"
She shrugged. She did that a lot, but whatever. "Wait, George's left ear? That's an random expression. I can kinda grasp the others, well the centaur one's a bit weird, but George's left ear? Who's George and we do we care about his left ear?" Language was a thing that, mildly, fascinated her. Mostly because it was just weird and bizarre and completely out of its gourd, which were all ways people had described Haddie, many times. So there was connection.
She nodded, and grinned when Davie mentioned the Moving paintings where the moving staircases were. That was where she discovered them. She loved to watch them. It was strange and magical all at the same time. She shook her head, though, when Davie said it must be fun being the only one. "Not when you're a twin. It's godawful not having her here with me. Plus, she's upset with me for being a Witch without her..."
"Wait, you're meaning my loophole thing? That's a stupid thing you learn to do to defy orders. Pretend you don't understand the meaning and go do it anyway. Never works, they know you understood, and did it on purpose, and still get in trouble anyway. But it's fun, it gets under their skin and everything. But it's stupid and nothing." She took the offered frog box. "Like when you were a kid, and went on a long car trip and started annoying your brother by getting as close to touching him as you can while he's yelling not to touch him. And your parents were tired of it and yelled at you not to touch him, but you were safe, because you weren't actually touching him. Stupid kid stuff. Everyone's done it." She opened the box.
And was treated to a brown frog hopping out of the box and landing on Jasper's sketchbook. "It's a live frog? Ew. Why?"
Jasper had tuned out.
Something he would never admit to.
One second he was admiring his sketch, the next he was thinking about how cool it would be if he could use magic to make alterations and show it when life was going on! The changing of the seasons, students walking about and playing games....
Then a chocolate frog was on his sketchbook.
He did catch Haddie's comment of disgust in response to the frog. The half-blood grinned, while he grew up in the muggle world, chocolate frogs were something that he became rather familiar with on the train.
"It's just a spell that animates them, they're not actually alive," he said with a shrug, managing to catch the frog and break it in half.
It stopped wriggling as soon as he did that.
Plopping half in his mouth, he offered the other half to Haddie.
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His mind was already locked on the topic before Hady had raised it. The field trip he had with Daphne over the summer had very much solidified his plans. It was his goal, to become a curse-breaker. So when Hady asked him about it, he couldn't help but nod, a spark lighting up his eyes.
"It was amazing," he started, tilting his face slightly away from her and pointing to his badges of honour - the scar across his neck, the two down his cheek and the flecks on his chin. "Was attacked by cursed fire demons," he informed matter-of-factly. Of course, there was more to the story that he would share, but he liked to savour reactions first.
Of course, for his line of work, he would likely travel the globe, all those adventures... ahhhhhh... Hady was wrong about one thing though. "I don't think Maggie would like slumming it, and I wouldn't want her in any danger. There are far nicer places in the world to whisk her off to." And, saying that out loud, he realised that it was something he wanted. It was a plan, for their future. He'd have to find her and tell her all about it. Genius idea really.
Also, Hady could laugh about it all she wanted, but her sanity was in the firing line. "You should definitely drop a few. My mum was saying that she took O.W.Ls AND N.E.W.Ts in every subject and she had no life. Then again... she was a Ravenclaw with all the ambition of a Slytherin set to hyperdrive." It was no wonder she was the youngest Head Auror (and Department Head) in history. "I've dropped Astronomy, Divination and History of Magic... would have dropped Muggle Studies too but I'll need that if I change my mind and decide to become an Obliviator." Granted, they also asked for HoM N.E.W.Ts.... but that was NOT going to happen. He'd negotiate his way out of that one.
Shifting sideways just a little bit to better see her friend sitting beside but at the same time remaining careful of how she moved so as not to tumble off the wall of the fountain, Hady tucked a leg up underneath her. She grinned noticing the spark in his eyes as she mentioned it. When he turned his head to point out the scars on his face and neck she did actually look at them better then before. Nice work there Zeke.
Cursed what now? Hady gave him a curse look. "What now? Is that how you got those?" she asked nodding her head at him. Fire demons? Really now? Come on boy no with holding information from a friend she wanted to know!
Hmm very true. The brunette hadn't exactly thought about that part. Maggie didn't appear to be the type of girl that would enjoy that sort of thing. Zeke's comment though on nicer places he wanted to take his girlfriend made her smirk at him. "True. I'm sure she'd be much more happy somewhere that has a real bed and running shower," she answered with a light laugh. Most girls would be happier that way. However she herself wouldn't really care, surely her own future would be taking her many many places.
It might not have appeared to him that she was indeed listening as her gaze dropped to her lap while he had been talking. What the lion said made a great deal of sense yes but it just wasn't an option. She had to be the best. And to be the best meant doing her best. In. Everything. Having no life though, really? So far she was doing just fine, every class every year plus learning extra spell work on top of it all. Hady let out a slow breath nodding her head. "I'll see what happens. If I can't handle it, I'll drop a few. Just do me one tiny favor if you can?" Slowly she lifted her gaze so her hazel eyes met his own.
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"Yeah," she agreed as Jasper told her what Thornton had said. "Prefect Penny," she smirked like that was amusing to say, "told me the same. It's just you know... I'm the only one in the house that joined the fight, except Kitty, who probably wouldn't have if I hadn't. So I don't know. I mean Ravenclaw isn't the only house that has creative people, is it?"
She shrugged. She did that a lot, but whatever. "Wait, George's left ear? That's an random expression. I can kinda grasp the others, well the centaur one's a bit weird, but George's left ear? Who's George and we do we care about his left ear?" Language was a thing that, mildly, fascinated her. Mostly because it was just weird and bizarre and completely out of its gourd, which were all ways people had described Haddie, many times. So there was connection.
She nodded, and grinned when Davie mentioned the Moving paintings where the moving staircases were. That was where she discovered them. She loved to watch them. It was strange and magical all at the same time. She shook her head, though, when Davie said it must be fun being the only one. "Not when you're a twin. It's godawful not having her here with me. Plus, she's upset with me for being a Witch without her..."
"Wait, you're meaning my loophole thing? That's a stupid thing you learn to do to defy orders. Pretend you don't understand the meaning and go do it anyway. Never works, they know you understood, and did it on purpose, and still get in trouble anyway. But it's fun, it gets under their skin and everything. But it's stupid and nothing." She took the offered frog box. "Like when you were a kid, and went on a long car trip and started annoying your brother by getting as close to touching him as you can while he's yelling not to touch him. And your parents were tired of it and yelled at you not to touch him, but you were safe, because you weren't actually touching him. Stupid kid stuff. Everyone's done it." She opened the box.
And was treated to a brown frog hopping out of the box and landing on Jasper's sketchbook. "It's a live frog? Ew. Why?"
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Jasper had tuned out.
Something he would never admit to.
One second he was admiring his sketch, the next he was thinking about how cool it would be if he could use magic to make alterations and show it when life was going on! The changing of the seasons, students walking about and playing games....
Then a chocolate frog was on his sketchbook.
He did catch Haddie's comment of disgust in response to the frog. The half-blood grinned, while he grew up in the muggle world, chocolate frogs were something that he became rather familiar with on the train.
"It's just a spell that animates them, they're not actually alive," he said with a shrug, managing to catch the frog and break it in half.
It stopped wriggling as soon as he did that.
Plopping half in his mouth, he offered the other half to Haddie.
Hang on, back up a minute for this not-quite-as-conversational 'Claw. Haddie was from Southern California? "My cousins are from there!" Davie informed her cheerfully. But no, he hadn't really noticed an accent on her, and shook his head to say as much. "Sorry? Maybe you're from a different part than them?" Or maybe he WAS bad at pinpointing accents.
"Creative people are everywhere," Davie commented sagely, "if you're creative enough to know where to look." Plus it had been said by uh, previous Headmasters and Headmistresses that most people didn't fit into one house or another entirely, and that didn't surprise him one bit. He knew how that Hat worked, probably better than anybody here, excluding professors.
David was at first surprised that Haddie hadn't heard the expression about George's ear, but then he remembered she was a Muggleborn (bless her heart) and thus he put on his professor voice. He would HAPPILY over-explain this story, since History of Magic was his easiest subject. "The year was 1997. The month was July. The date was the twenty-somethingth, and all of Harry Potter's best friends from the Order of the Phoenix were on a mission to rescue him from his evil aunt and uncle. George Weasley was part of this mission to extract him before his seventeenth birthday, but en route to their safehouse, George, disguised as Harry, was hit by a poorly aimed Sectumsempra spell, and lost an ear as a result of that dark curse. The modern-day expression 'George's left ear!' is my favorite tribute to this legendary Weasley who was most hole-y after that occasion."
And that explained that. Heheeee! Hopefully Haddie had understood, yes? Surely she'd heard of Harry Potter by now? Hehehe.
Sure, twins were different, he supposed.... David just kind of nodded to that. Being an only child meant that he had no clue what it was like to miss a sibling, nor to miss his twin.... so.... sorry? He also had no clue what a long car ride with a stupid annoying brother was like. Not a clue. "I still say it's a Ravenclaw argument," David insisted. "Logic. You have it." Just accept that you're in the best House, Haddie, it's okay.
The second-year GASPED when this firstie described his chocolate frog as EW. EW??! ExCUSE YOU?! He clucked his tongue in sharp disapproval of her disapproval. "Thank you, Jasper, finally somebody understands." EW. She had just thought his frog was EW. David couldn't take this. He couldn't. He wouldn't! "Will you at least look at the chocolate frog card, and tell me if it's Mopsus or not?" Not his fault if he sounded exasperated, but C'MON. A CHOCOLATE FROG WAS MEANT TO BE AWE-INSPIRING! Her reaction was just plain WRONG.
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One second he was admiring his sketch, the next he was thinking about how cool it would be if he could use magic to make alterations and show it when life was going on! The changing of the seasons, students walking about and playing games....
Then a chocolate frog was on his sketchbook.
He did catch Haddie's comment of disgust in response to the frog. The half-blood grinned, while he grew up in the muggle world, chocolate frogs were something that he became rather familiar with on the train.
"It's just a spell that animates them, they're not actually alive," he said with a shrug, managing to catch the frog and break it in half.
It stopped wriggling as soon as he did that.
Plopping half in his mouth, he offered the other half to Haddie.
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Hang on, back up a minute for this not-quite-as-conversational 'Claw. Haddie was from Southern California? "My cousins are from there!" Davie informed her cheerfully. But no, he hadn't really noticed an accent on her, and shook his head to say as much. "Sorry? Maybe you're from a different part than them?" Or maybe he WAS bad at pinpointing accents.
"Creative people are everywhere," Davie commented sagely, "if you're creative enough to know where to look." Plus it had been said by uh, previous Headmasters and Headmistresses that most people didn't fit into one house or another entirely, and that didn't surprise him one bit. He knew how that Hat worked, probably better than anybody here, excluding professors.
David was at first surprised that Haddie hadn't heard the expression about George's ear, but then he remembered she was a Muggleborn (bless her heart) and thus he put on his professor voice. He would HAPPILY over-explain this story, since History of Magic was his easiest subject. "The year was 1997. The month was July. The date was the twenty-somethingth, and all of Harry Potter's best friends from the Order of the Phoenix were on a mission to rescue him from his evil aunt and uncle. George Weasley was part of this mission to extract him before his seventeenth birthday, but en route to their safehouse, George, disguised as Harry, was hit by a poorly aimed Sectumsempra spell, and lost an ear as a result of that dark curse. The modern-day expression 'George's left ear!' is my favorite tribute to this legendary Weasley who was most hole-y after that occasion."
And that explained that. Heheeee! Hopefully Haddie had understood, yes? Surely she'd heard of Harry Potter by now? Hehehe.
Sure, twins were different, he supposed.... David just kind of nodded to that. Being an only child meant that he had no clue what it was like to miss a sibling, nor to miss his twin.... so.... sorry? He also had no clue what a long car ride with a stupid annoying brother was like. Not a clue. "I still say it's a Ravenclaw argument," David insisted. "Logic. You have it." Just accept that you're in the best House, Haddie, it's okay.
The second-year GASPED when this firstie described his chocolate frog as EW. EW??! ExCUSE YOU?! He clucked his tongue in sharp disapproval of her disapproval. "Thank you, Jasper, finally somebody understands." EW. She had just thought his frog was EW. David couldn't take this. He couldn't. He wouldn't! "Will you at least look at the chocolate frog card, and tell me if it's Mopsus or not?" Not his fault if he sounded exasperated, but C'MON. A CHOCOLATE FROG WAS MEANT TO BE AWE-INSPIRING! Her reaction was just plain WRONG.
"California really only has one accent. We'll really, western United States kinda only has one accent. Different slang in parts, but, yeah."
She managed to sit quietly while Davie told her the story about George's left ear. Which was a bit tough, as he acted like she should have heard of these people. She hadn't. And didn't know what the Sectumsempra spell was either. Only that it caused people to lose an ear, apparently. Didn't sound like a type of spell that would appeal to her, so she didn't bother asking about it. She did, however, grin at Davie's pun. It sounded like the sort of joke she'd make.
"Who's H..." But the gasped, shocked expression on Davie's face, which quickly turned to an almost offended look of disapproval. Haddie had no idea what happened until Jasper spoke up.
Oh! That actually made more sense. A red tinge tinted Haddie's cheeks as she took the offered half of the frog and took a bite. The chocolate frog, was chocolate, and nothing else. It was good. And now that she knew it wasn't a real, live frog, the novelty of it was nifty! "Thank you, Jasper, for explaining it to me." She emphasized the last bit both in tone and with a sideways glaring glance at Davie. Chill, Dude. They're frogs. Made out of chocolate. Not a book burning.
And just because he had acted so offended, and made rude little disapproving clicks with this tongue over the fact that Haddie didn't know what a chocolate frog was, she made him wait. Wait until she finished her half of the frog. She made sure to take the most excruciatingly small bites imaginable, and chewed each longer than necessary and was able to stretch it out for at least a minute and a half. She looked down at the box the frog was in.... First, she should probably clean her hands, right? And she took her sweet time with that too. Finally, at a snail's pace, she removed the card and looked at it. "Sorry, Newton Scamander... Want it?" She offered him the card. "So, who's Harry Potter?"
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Was that a wink? Gross! Why was she winking at him? "Don't worry Adele is a good owl, a gentle owl." He assured the older girl once again. "Parents? Mum or dad." Brady shrugged. "I don't know which one named me that and I would asked them but my dad's dead and my real mum isn't around." Even his adoptive mother had left him. He had no one, he didn't have parents. He did have his grandmother though but he felt really bad that she had to take care of him and his baby sister Celeste.
Brady shrugged. "Echo is still a better name than Bradson. At least it doesn't sound snobbish." Brady always thought his name was very snobbish. He was so not a snob! "Cute? I'm not cute! I'm gorgeous!" Brady smiled nad pet Adele's head. "My gran and my aunt and uncle were in Slytherin and so was my real mum." Back to the parent issues again.
"awesome, its a rare thing to find a nice gentle owl" it was a very pretty bird. this kid was starting to grow on her more, he was super adorable. wait? mom or dad??
That's when her face dropped his father has passed and his mother isn't around. oh my goodness, this young kid has already had such a hard life. Echo felt like hugging the kid but they had just met and she didn't want it to be any more awkward. "oh im so sorry" she said quietly.
"i don't think your name sounds snobbish?" and just like that Brady was just snapped right out of their previous topic and on to a new one.. holding both her hands up she gave a small smile and laugh "alright, alright, gorgeous" she placed her hands back down and man Brady was like an emotional rollercoaster, Echo didn't know what to say "Slytherin is an awesome house! Im so happy to have been placed in this house" more soft smiles for Brady.
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Shifting sideways just a little bit to better see her friend sitting beside but at the same time remaining careful of how she moved so as not to tumble off the wall of the fountain, Hady tucked a leg up underneath her. She grinned noticing the spark in his eyes as she mentioned it. When he turned his head to point out the scars on his face and neck she did actually look at them better then before. Nice work there Zeke.
Cursed what now? Hady gave him a curse look. "What now? Is that how you got those?" she asked nodding her head at him. Fire demons? Really now? Come on boy no with holding information from a friend she wanted to know!
Hmm very true. The brunette hadn't exactly thought about that part. Maggie didn't appear to be the type of girl that would enjoy that sort of thing. Zeke's comment though on nicer places he wanted to take his girlfriend made her smirk at him. "True. I'm sure she'd be much more happy somewhere that has a real bed and running shower," she answered with a light laugh. Most girls would be happier that way. However she herself wouldn't really care, surely her own future would be taking her many many places.
It might not have appeared to him that she was indeed listening as her gaze dropped to her lap while he had been talking. What the lion said made a great deal of sense yes but it just wasn't an option. She had to be the best. And to be the best meant doing her best. In. Everything. Having no life though, really? So far she was doing just fine, every class every year plus learning extra spell work on top of it all. Hady let out a slow breath nodding her head. "I'll see what happens. If I can't handle it, I'll drop a few. Just do me one tiny favor if you can?" Slowly she lifted her gaze so her hazel eyes met his own.
Yes, Hady, that's how we got them. "It's true," Zeke nod his head slowly building up some suspense before launching into his story. "We got to this druid temple ruin in the north, and the first thing I had to do was find the entrance - which was easy, you know, like, just used an amulet to scout the location... didn't take long till we found it, so I opened it." This was easily the most boring part of the story, so he was rushing it. "Anyway, we got inside and we were looking for an artefact, a tablet. We walked down this long, dark tunnel with roots hanging down over our heads until we reached the end, and there it was..." and now it was time for the fun part. "The tablet was just hovering there, suspended in thin air, ready for the taking." He gave Hady a look here, she was following, yes? "Anyway, before jumping right into the thick of things, Daphne had me identify the curse on the item, which was actually harder than we thought because it didn't follow the usual format, it was foreign. I managed to decipher most of it, and we figured it was safe enough to activate, that way we could know for sure what it was and get the tablet." And here he braced himself, a sly grin curling his lips. "Soooo... I grabbed it, activating the curse. Everything was fine for about a second or two, and then all hell broke loose... literally. The tablet started weeping liquid fire and it spread everywhere, concentrated parts formed orbs of fire and before we knew it they were exploding, sending a rain of flames around us and that's when we realised. Cursed fire... in the form of menace and massive Cornish pixies started attacking us, their wings and claws bearing down on us, so we had to get out. The roots from the ceiling of the tunnel were on fire, the dirt was caving, cursed fire demons chasing us, and all we had time for was to run." Two of his fingers found the scar on his neck as he ran it along its length. "Part of the tunnel caved in, almost hitting us and that's when one of the fire demons got me, clawed at my face, there were others having at my legs too, but my pants proved to be ample protection. Anyway, managed to shake it off and we got around the tunnel block... Hady, we ran for our lives, we were lucky to get out." Mmhhm. You're very lucky to have him here in one piece, don't take it for granted. Nevermind the fact that he was exaggerating the story, and that Daphne had in fact carried him out, but the rest was true... more or less. "The scars will stay, there's not much that can treat cursed fire."
Leaning back a little, Zeke peered into the fountain again, almost disappointed that it wasn't as temperamental as the one in Diagon Alley. Boring. Hady was right though a proper bed and running water... those were a must. Zeke smiled, acknowledging that they were thinking alike now. It was what it was, he could work around it.
It didn't faze him when Hady averted her gaze, he too was having difficulty maintaining eye contact. It was especially hard when others were moving through and around the courtyard, there was just so much to observe, so much to engage the senses. Still, he thought Hady was CRAY-ZEEE for doing so much. What was the point? Who even cared once you had a job? No one, that's who. He was content with doing his nine and doing them well, girlfriends took up time and he preferred that to taking up Astro and HoM. Better things in life. "Well good luck," he said sincerely. A favour though? "Sure, anything. What's up?"
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First Year
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Yes, Hady, that's how we got them. "It's true," Zeke nod his head slowly building up some suspense before launching into his story. "We got to this druid temple ruin in the north, and the first thing I had to do was find the entrance - which was easy, you know, like, just used an amulet to scout the location... didn't take long till we found it, so I opened it." This was easily the most boring part of the story, so he was rushing it. "Anyway, we got inside and we were looking for an artefact, a tablet. We walked down this long, dark tunnel with roots hanging down over our heads until we reached the end, and there it was..." and now it was time for the fun part. "The tablet was just hovering there, suspended in thin air, ready for the taking." He gave Hady a look here, she was following, yes? "Anyway, before jumping right into the thick of things, Daphne had me identify the curse on the item, which was actually harder than we thought because it didn't follow the usual format, it was foreign. I managed to decipher most of it, and we figured it was safe enough to activate, that way we could know for sure what it was and get the tablet." And here he braced himself, a sly grin curling his lips. "Soooo... I grabbed it, activating the curse. Everything was fine for about a second or two, and then all hell broke loose... literally. The tablet started weeping liquid fire and it spread everywhere, concentrated parts formed orbs of fire and before we knew it they were exploding, sending a rain of flames around us and that's when we realised. Cursed fire... in the form of menace and massive Cornish pixies started attacking us, their wings and claws bearing down on us, so we had to get out. The roots from the ceiling of the tunnel were on fire, the dirt was caving, cursed fire demons chasing us, and all we had time for was to run." Two of his fingers found the scar on his neck as he ran it along its length. "Part of the tunnel caved in, almost hitting us and that's when one of the fire demons got me, clawed at my face, there were others having at my legs too, but my pants proved to be ample protection. Anyway, managed to shake it off and we got around the tunnel block... Hady, we ran for our lives, we were lucky to get out." Mmhhm. You're very lucky to have him here in one piece, don't take it for granted. Nevermind the fact that he was exaggerating the story, and that Daphne had in fact carried him out, but the rest was true... more or less. "The scars will stay, there's not much that can treat cursed fire."
Leaning back a little, Zeke peered into the fountain again, almost disappointed that it wasn't as temperamental as the one in Diagon Alley. Boring. Hady was right though a proper bed and running water... those were a must. Zeke smiled, acknowledging that they were thinking alike now. It was what it was, he could work around it.
It didn't faze him when Hady averted her gaze, he too was having difficulty maintaining eye contact. It was especially hard when others were moving through and around the courtyard, there was just so much to observe, so much to engage the senses. Still, he thought Hady was CRAY-ZEEE for doing so much. What was the point? Who even cared once you had a job? No one, that's who. He was content with doing his nine and doing them well, girlfriends took up time and he preferred that to taking up Astro and HoM. Better things in life. "Well good luck," he said sincerely. A favour though? "Sure, anything. What's up?"
Zeke hadn't needed to tell her that it was true. She already had a feeling it was just by the way he was speaking to her. Plus even though they tended to joke around and tease each quite a bit Hady truly believed he wouldn't mess around with something like this. So as it was the very second he began telling his story the slightly taller yet still small girl was all ears. Hady listened so intently to him that a bomb probably could've gone off at their feet and she wouldn't have even noticed. Well alright that's a small exaggeration right there but still it was close.
Not as sound was made from her except for a tiny gasp when she realized how serious a situation her best friend had been in. The use of her name towards the end of his story and the simple fact that he had to have said that he was lucky to get out had her frowning a little. Reaching over she gave him a light smack to his upper arm (since she didn't want to actually knock him into the water). "I swear if you would've died I would've found a way to bring you back and harm you myself." Her feelings were a jumble right then. Anger, sadness, maybe even a bit of fear and slightly annoyance even were all being felt. As quickly as one feeling mad an appearance it was shoved aside by another. The 'threat' she gave was meaningless really and it showed as she quickly pulled him into a hug with a quiet, "I'm glad you're alright," before letting him go and sitting back. Scars were one thing but losing ones life was a whole other story.
"Thanks," Hady grinned at him. Not that she even needed it. She would do well. No doubt about it. She did really appreciate it though. "Don't worry it's nothing bad. Just if you seeing me crashing and burning due to everything I'm taking on this term, yell at me?" Yes, Zeke, she had just given you permission to yell at her.
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"awesome, its a rare thing to find a nice gentle owl" it was a very pretty bird. this kid was starting to grow on her more, he was super adorable. wait? mom or dad??
That's when her face dropped his father has passed and his mother isn't around. oh my goodness, this young kid has already had such a hard life. Echo felt like hugging the kid but they had just met and she didn't want it to be any more awkward. "oh im so sorry" she said quietly.
"i don't think your name sounds snobbish?" and just like that Brady was just snapped right out of their previous topic and on to a new one.. holding both her hands up she gave a small smile and laugh "alright, alright, gorgeous" she placed her hands back down and man Brady was like an emotional rollercoaster, Echo didn't know what to say "Slytherin is an awesome house! Im so happy to have been placed in this house" more soft smiles for Brady.
"I suppose so. I've never owned an owl of my own before so I think I must have gotten lucky with the one that I chose." Brady said as he pet Adele.
Bradson shook his head at her and shrugged. "It's alright, you don't have to be sorry...not about the mum part, I don't remember her at all. She left me...my gran said that she actually left me in Diagon Alley outside the Leaky." From what he knows about his real mother she wasn't someone to be proud to call mum. "My dad died a couple years ago, I don't know what happened my grand still won't talk about it." Then there was his adoptive mother but he didn't really want to get into that.
Brady nodded. "I wish I was placed in Slytherin, it would have been pretty fun to be there." He was sure that someone could sneak him into the common room though. Maybe this girl could but he wouldn't ask that of her right now.
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"California really only has one accent. We'll really, western United States kinda only has one accent. Different slang in parts, but, yeah."
She managed to sit quietly while Davie told her the story about George's left ear. Which was a bit tough, as he acted like she should have heard of these people. She hadn't. And didn't know what the Sectumsempra spell was either. Only that it caused people to lose an ear, apparently. Didn't sound like a type of spell that would appeal to her, so she didn't bother asking about it. She did, however, grin at Davie's pun. It sounded like the sort of joke she'd make.
"Who's H..." But the gasped, shocked expression on Davie's face, which quickly turned to an almost offended look of disapproval. Haddie had no idea what happened until Jasper spoke up.
Oh! That actually made more sense. A red tinge tinted Haddie's cheeks as she took the offered half of the frog and took a bite. The chocolate frog, was chocolate, and nothing else. It was good. And now that she knew it wasn't a real, live frog, the novelty of it was nifty! "Thank you, Jasper, for explaining it to me." She emphasized the last bit both in tone and with a sideways glaring glance at Davie. Chill, Dude. They're frogs. Made out of chocolate. Not a book burning.
And just because he had acted so offended, and made rude little disapproving clicks with this tongue over the fact that Haddie didn't know what a chocolate frog was, she made him wait. Wait until she finished her half of the frog. She made sure to take the most excruciatingly small bites imaginable, and chewed each longer than necessary and was able to stretch it out for at least a minute and a half. She looked down at the box the frog was in.... First, she should probably clean her hands, right? And she took her sweet time with that too. Finally, at a snail's pace, she removed the card and looked at it. "Sorry, Newton Scamander... Want it?" She offered him the card. "So, who's Harry Potter?"
Oh. "Does it?" Davie shrugged. "I haven't been there so... I guess you would know." Better than him, certainly. And now he knew that he did NOT have an ear for accents. Huh. He'd have to do a better job of listening to HOW people talked and not just WHAT they talked about.
He didn't notice, naturally, when she failed to comprehend about half of his History of Magical Expressions story. Davie just nodded and grinned back at her because it was a good story, no? It had all the old good guys in it, and some of the bad ones too (even though he didn't mention them by name). Whoa, whoa whoa whoa though, this Haddie girl couldn't possibly be offended that he was offended, could she? C'MON. She thought the wizarding world's BEST TREAT was EW.
Davie let out his breath a slow huff that flared his nostrils a bit. Hmpppppph. Now she was making him wait as she ate the chocolate frog in an agonizingly slow manner. Couldn't she just be like all the other kids, and scarf it down in like, two bites? He shook his head as she pulled the card out at last. "No." Don't pout, Davie, don't pout. "I already have three Newt Scamanders. You should keep it to start your own collection."
THEN, THEN the girl said something he could NOT believe. At first he just stared at her from behind his big specs, before it clicked. She was pulling his horklump. "Are you SERIOUS?" the second year shouted, before remembering how he'd just overreacted to the chocolate frog thing and how he should calm down for a hot minute. "I mean, I meannnnnn...." he cleared his throat and picked up his notebook again, as though he needed to hug it to his chest for comfort. "Have you never read Hogwarts, a History, Miss Haddie?"
See? He could be completely rational and clueless about Muggleborns too.
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Text Cut: Hady
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Zeke hadn't needed to tell her that it was true. She already had a feeling it was just by the way he was speaking to her. Plus even though they tended to joke around and tease each quite a bit Hady truly believed he wouldn't mess around with something like this. So as it was the very second he began telling his story the slightly taller yet still small girl was all ears. Hady listened so intently to him that a bomb probably could've gone off at their feet and she wouldn't have even noticed. Well alright that's a small exaggeration right there but still it was close.
Not as sound was made from her except for a tiny gasp when she realized how serious a situation her best friend had been in. The use of her name towards the end of his story and the simple fact that he had to have said that he was lucky to get out had her frowning a little. Reaching over she gave him a light smack to his upper arm (since she didn't want to actually knock him into the water). "I swear if you would've died I would've found a way to bring you back and harm you myself." Her feelings were a jumble right then. Anger, sadness, maybe even a bit of fear and slightly annoyance even were all being felt. As quickly as one feeling mad an appearance it was shoved aside by another. The 'threat' she gave was meaningless really and it showed as she quickly pulled him into a hug with a quiet, "I'm glad you're alright," before letting him go and sitting back. Scars were one thing but losing ones life was a whole other story.
"Thanks," Hady grinned at him. Not that she even needed it. She would do well. No doubt about it. She did really appreciate it though. "Don't worry it's nothing bad. Just if you seeing me crashing and burning due to everything I'm taking on this term, yell at me?" Yes, Zeke, she had just given you permission to yell at her.
The light in his eyes probably shone brighter as he savoured Hady's reaction. She was hooked, as hooked as he had been to the feeling of adrenaline coursing through his veins. And the cherry on the proverbial cake, was Hady's physical response of smacking him one - albeit, lightly. He grinned. "I'll keep that in mind for next time," he mused in reply, accepting Hady's hug by returning the gesture, his arms around her. "Me too." As fun as all the danger had been, he valued his life and so surviving was a thing he would have to keep doing. He wasn't done with this world yet, he still had many more things to accomplish before welcoming death.
Shifting slightly where he sat, he smiled at his Slytherin friend. She was biting off a lot, classes alone filled up many hours of ones day, everything else on top was just that, EXTRA. Yelling at her though, "I can do that, but I can also do better," he replied with a sincere expression on his face. "I'll help where I can." He wouldn't let her drown in it, he'd sooner spray her face with water.
SPOILER!!: Gonna need to learn freezing spells to get Davie to chill
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Oh. "Does it?" Davie shrugged. "I haven't been there so... I guess you would know." Better than him, certainly. And now he knew that he did NOT have an ear for accents. Huh. He'd have to do a better job of listening to HOW people talked and not just WHAT they talked about.
He didn't notice, naturally, when she failed to comprehend about half of his History of Magical Expressions story. Davie just nodded and grinned back at her because it was a good story, no? It had all the old good guys in it, and some of the bad ones too (even though he didn't mention them by name). Whoa, whoa whoa whoa though, this Haddie girl couldn't possibly be offended that he was offended, could she? C'MON. She thought the wizarding world's BEST TREAT was EW.
Davie let out his breath a slow huff that flared his nostrils a bit. Hmpppppph. Now she was making him wait as she ate the chocolate frog in an agonizingly slow manner. Couldn't she just be like all the other kids, and scarf it down in like, two bites? He shook his head as she pulled the card out at last. "No." Don't pout, Davie, don't pout. "I already have three Newt Scamanders. You should keep it to start your own collection."
THEN, THEN the girl said something he could NOT believe. At first he just stared at her from behind his big specs, before it clicked. She was pulling his horklump. "Are you SERIOUS?" the second year shouted, before remembering how he'd just overreacted to the chocolate frog thing and how he should calm down for a hot minute. "I mean, I meannnnnn...." he cleared his throat and picked up his notebook again, as though he needed to hug it to his chest for comfort. "Have you never read Hogwarts, a History, Miss Haddie?"
See? He could be completely rational and clueless about Muggleborns too.
This boy... Haddie watched him with a severe flat stare. She'd liked him when they first started chatting, but he was slowly undoing that. When he was done, she simply raised her eyebrows at him, very clearly asking the boy Seriously?
"I'm Muggleborn, remember. We don't get taught about wizarding people, because we don't know it exists until we get our letters." After a moment, Haddie quiet slipped the Newt Scamander card into her own journal and regarded Davie again. "No. Not yet. I've barely had the book for a moment. Which I guess for most Ravenclaws is an eternity or something, but I'm not like that. I don't rush to read through textbooks the second I get them. And I don't homework for a school I haven't gone to yet, either, thank you very much!"
She sat in silence for a while, debating whether or not to simply get up and walk away from the increasingly rude boy. But rather than storm off, she asked, very quietly and softly, "Have you seen anyone about that temper of yours?"
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The light in his eyes probably shone brighter as he savoured Hady's reaction. She was hooked, as hooked as he had been to the feeling of adrenaline coursing through his veins. And the cherry on the proverbial cake, was Hady's physical response of smacking him one - albeit, lightly. He grinned. "I'll keep that in mind for next time," he mused in reply, accepting Hady's hug by returning the gesture, his arms around her. "Me too." As fun as all the danger had been, he valued his life and so surviving was a thing he would have to keep doing. He wasn't done with this world yet, he still had many more things to accomplish before welcoming death.
Shifting slightly where he sat, he smiled at his Slytherin friend. She was biting off a lot, classes alone filled up many hours of ones day, everything else on top was just that, EXTRA. Yelling at her though, "I can do that, but I can also do better," he replied with a sincere expression on his face. "I'll help where I can." He wouldn't let her drown in it, he'd sooner spray her face with water.
That look in his eyes is what was drawing her in even further. Any story probably would've worked. She had always been a story listener. The more danger and adventure the better. "Good, you better," Hady teased softly while she hugged him. Soon her arms dropped from around him to return to her lap, her fingers tapping against her leg. Well he should be happy to be alive! "I'd like to hope so!" Grin.
Zeke's smile was welcomed and of course very easily returned with one of her own. What though? Something better? Hady eyed him curiously and his answer didn't at all disappoint her. Actually it not so much as surprised her either but really made her smile. He would help wherever he could. Now he was great. An awesome friend. "That...that would be great. Thanks Zeke." Seriously thanks. Cause as much as she wouldn't admit it she knew she would be needing a lot of it.
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Text Cut: Hady
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That look in his eyes is what was drawing her in even further. Any story probably would've worked. She had always been a story listener. The more danger and adventure the better. "Good, you better," Hady teased softly while she hugged him. Soon her arms dropped from around him to return to her lap, her fingers tapping against her leg. Well he should be happy to be alive! "I'd like to hope so!" Grin.
Zeke's smile was welcomed and of course very easily returned with one of her own. What though? Something better? Hady eyed him curiously and his answer didn't at all disappoint her. Actually it not so much as surprised her either but really made her smile. He would help wherever he could. Now he was great. An awesome friend. "That...that would be great. Thanks Zeke." Seriously thanks. Cause as much as she wouldn't admit it she knew she would be needing a lot of it.
He didn't need telling twice, he was perfectly sincere. Although now he had to add Hady to his list, officially, of people that would resurrect him and kill him if he did something as reckless as getting himself killed. Was there no peace for the dead? Rude. Offering Hady a reassuring smile, he let the topic peter out where it was. He had nothing more to say on the matter.
But really, he was being perfectly sincere with his offer. "It's a big year," he said as if this exposed the true weight of the pressure of external assessments. "Can't promise I won't end up needing your help though, more-so for transfiguration than anything else." He wasn't bad at it per se, but he wanted an O, he NEEDED an O.
I would apologize on his behalf, but.... LOLOL. I'm sorry. I'm having fun, at least!
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SPOILER!!: He's not angry, he's just hangry! Hehe
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Originally Posted by Callie
This boy... Haddie watched him with a severe flat stare. She'd liked him when they first started chatting, but he was slowly undoing that. When he was done, she simply raised her eyebrows at him, very clearly asking the boy Seriously?
"I'm Muggleborn, remember. We don't get taught about wizarding people, because we don't know it exists until we get our letters." After a moment, Haddie quiet slipped the Newt Scamander card into her own journal and regarded Davie again. "No. Not yet. I've barely had the book for a moment. Which I guess for most Ravenclaws is an eternity or something, but I'm not like that. I don't rush to read through textbooks the second I get them. And I don't homework for a school I haven't gone to yet, either, thank you very much!"
She sat in silence for a while, debating whether or not to simply get up and walk away from the increasingly rude boy. But rather than storm off, she asked, very quietly and softly, "Have you seen anyone about that temper of yours?"
What was this girl's problem? Seriously? He returned the eyebrow raise coolly, then shook his head at her. "Right." The Muggleborn thing. And how long ago HAD she gotten her letter? *cue eyeroll* Was it just him, or was Haddie's lack of magical knowledge a real hindrance to their conversation? He supposed so. It wasn't his fault all his friends had been raised by wizards, like him. It wasn't his fault she was the first actual first year he'd talked to. He just didn't know how to talk to people like her, he supposed.
He really should see the Headmistress about this whole 'Muggle studies' nonsense.... maybe. "Yeeeeeeeeeaahhhhhhhhh." Well this was awkward. Having the book that could answer all your questions, but being too stubborn to read it? Maybe she was in the wrong House. The Sorting Hat made mistakes sometimes. He tilted his head when she was the one who suddenly snapped about not doing homework over the summer.
"It's not homework to read Hogwarts, a History. No one's ever assigned to me, anyway." Just pointing out the obvious. David shook his head sadly though. He felt bad for her, really. She didn't even KNOW what she was MISSING. He supposed he could have responded to her... more... more positively? But he was also only twelve, and definitely not a people person. That was becoming more and more obvious by the minute. "I don't know what to tell you, Haddie, other than... read the book? Talk to the new History of Magic professor, if you hate reading, so he can give you a summary of it?" It kinda sounded like she did hate reading, which was a whole other kind of insult he was trying very hard not to take personally. But then the girl went and insinuated --- nay, declared --- that he had a temper.
And the boy got offended again, only this time, he slid off the wall he'd been sitting on to berate her.
"That's it," the Ravenclaw declared, calmly but certainly NOT kindly. He also may have been pointing at Haddie like an angry, bespectacled little old man boy. "You don't know the first thing about me, Haddie Whoeveryouare." Yes, he had forgotten her last name in the last five minutes. Blind anger will do that to you. "You also don't know anything about Harry Potter, or George Weasley, or ANYONE important. And you definitely can't say that I have an anger problem," which, technically, she hadn't said, but shhhshhshhh, keep reading, "when you KNOW NOTHING. So you know what? No, I'll tell what, since you DON'T KNOW. I'M GOING TO LUNCH, and I hope I DON'T see you around the Common Room. It was NOT nice to MEET YOU!"
THE END. David Truebridge SNATCHED up his book, turned away from her in a huff, and deliberately STOMPED ON the bit of chocolate frog packaging he had seen fall to the ground.
FIRST YEARS. THEY WERE THE WORST.
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SPOILER!!: Lol. I love how that just spun out of control the last few posts
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What was this girl's problem? Seriously? He returned the eyebrow raise coolly, then shook his head at her. "Right." The Muggleborn thing. And how long ago HAD she gotten her letter? *cue eyeroll* Was it just him, or was Haddie's lack of magical knowledge a real hindrance to their conversation? He supposed so. It wasn't his fault all his friends had been raised by wizards, like him. It wasn't his fault she was the first actual first year he'd talked to. He just didn't know how to talk to people like her, he supposed.
He really should see the Headmistress about this whole 'Muggle studies' nonsense.... maybe. "Yeeeeeeeeeaahhhhhhhhh." Well this was awkward. Having the book that could answer all your questions, but being too stubborn to read it? Maybe she was in the wrong House. The Sorting Hat made mistakes sometimes. He tilted his head when she was the one who suddenly snapped about not doing homework over the summer.
"It's not homework to read Hogwarts, a History. No one's ever assigned to me, anyway." Just pointing out the obvious. David shook his head sadly though. He felt bad for her, really. She didn't even KNOW what she was MISSING. He supposed he could have responded to her... more... more positively? But he was also only twelve, and definitely not a people person. That was becoming more and more obvious by the minute. "I don't know what to tell you, Haddie, other than... read the book? Talk to the new History of Magic professor, if you hate reading, so he can give you a summary of it?" It kinda sounded like she did hate reading, which was a whole other kind of insult he was trying very hard not to take personally. But then the girl went and insinuated --- nay, declared --- that he had a temper.
And the boy got offended again, only this time, he slid off the wall he'd been sitting on to berate her.
"That's it," the Ravenclaw declared, calmly but certainly NOT kindly. He also may have been pointing at Haddie like an angry, bespectacled little old man boy. "You don't know the first thing about me, Haddie Whoeveryouare." Yes, he had forgotten her last name in the last five minutes. Blind anger will do that to you. "You also don't know anything about Harry Potter, or George Weasley, or ANYONE important. And you definitely can't say that I have an anger problem," which, technically, she hadn't said, but shhhshhshhh, keep reading, "when you KNOW NOTHING. So you know what? No, I'll tell what, since you DON'T KNOW. I'M GOING TO LUNCH, and I hope I DON'T see you around the Common Room. It was NOT nice to MEET YOU!"
THE END. David Truebridge SNATCHED up his book, turned away from her in a huff, and deliberately STOMPED ON the bit of chocolate frog packaging he had seen fall to the ground.
FIRST YEARS. THEY WERE THE WORST.
Haddie wasn't a person that got mad. Not really. Sure, she played mad quite a bit, because it was a great way to get people to do what you wanted, but actually getting mad? That was rare for her.
But this boy... No this little troll pretending to be a boy. He had done it. She was livid. She stood up as he stormed off, and stamped her foot where he had stamped his, only much, much harder. It shot a horrid jolt of pain up her leg.
"I was WRONG!" she yelled at his retreating back. "You don't have a temper, you're JUST A JERK!!" With that, she stormed off in the opposite direction, at least until she was out of sight of him. Then she limped away. Stomping stone that hard REALLY hurt!
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Ravenclaw
First Year
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SPOILER!!: Zeke
He didn't need telling twice, he was perfectly sincere. Although now he had to add Hady to his list, officially, of people that would resurrect him and kill him if he did something as reckless as getting himself killed. Was there no peace for the dead? Rude. Offering Hady a reassuring smile, he let the topic peter out where it was. He had nothing more to say on the matter.
But really, he was being perfectly sincere with his offer. "It's a big year," he said as if this exposed the true weight of the pressure of external assessments. "Can't promise I won't end up needing your help though, more-so for transfiguration than anything else." He wasn't bad at it per se, but he wanted an O, he NEEDED an O.
Hady accepted the smile given once again letting the topic at hand drop. If she wanted to complain and 'yell' at him for getting himself into horrible situations such as the one he had entered in the summer she could've. Even 'yelling' at him over the injuries he had sustained was very much a thing. However the girl was more happy about seeing him sitting there beside her. Nothing she could've said would probably keep him from going back out there and pursuing his training or whatever it was. She knew it was the same way with her when it came to the things she wanted to do in life.
Indeed it was a big year. A big year for everything. OWLs mostly but still a whole lot of EVERYTHING and maybe even a little bit of STUFF tossed in the mix. His offer to help her though was much appreciated as was his mention of him needing her help as well. This she could do. "It's me you're talking to here," she commented with a smirk and a light laugh. Had he forgotten? Anyone how needed anything could always come to her and she'd give her assistance if she could. "Whatever you need me for, I'm there. No questions asked." Unless maybe it was something stupid. Very stupid. Even then though him being him and her being her she'd probably give whatever it was a go.
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More specifically she needed a break from all of the face smacking that seemed to happen between older students in the Common Room. Gross. What a bunch of animals.
And Chloe knew a thing or two about animals. Since she'd grown up around all kinds of them all over the world.
So she was going to sit outside and read a few comics in peace. Unless older students decided to smush their faces together out here too.
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Hady accepted the smile given once again letting the topic at hand drop. If she wanted to complain and 'yell' at him for getting himself into horrible situations such as the one he had entered in the summer she could've. Even 'yelling' at him over the injuries he had sustained was very much a thing. However the girl was more happy about seeing him sitting there beside her. Nothing she could've said would probably keep him from going back out there and pursuing his training or whatever it was. She knew it was the same way with her when it came to the things she wanted to do in life.
Indeed it was a big year. A big year for everything. OWLs mostly but still a whole lot of EVERYTHING and maybe even a little bit of STUFF tossed in the mix. His offer to help her though was much appreciated as was his mention of him needing her help as well. This she could do. "It's me you're talking to here," she commented with a smirk and a light laugh. Had he forgotten? Anyone how needed anything could always come to her and she'd give her assistance if she could. "Whatever you need me for, I'm there. No questions asked." Unless maybe it was something stupid. Very stupid. Even then though him being him and her being her she'd probably give whatever it was a go.
Of course, he knew what her response would be before he asked it, but it was still nice to have it confirmed. It was actually kind of strange to think how long they'd been friends for now. The time seemed to fly by, and yet it was as if nothing had changed between them... or... well... that wasn't quite right, but it wasn't too different to the friendship they'd had before.
Still, amusingly, now they were dating each others room mates. HA. Didn't see that one coming. Really.
Zeke smiled, giving her a gentle side bump, "Thanks, for being around, you're good people." Probably more than he deserved. BUTTTT... he needed to get on. Rising from his spot on the edge of the fountain, he leaned in and gave Hady a quick hug good bye. "I've gotta go though, but I'll catch you later... and if you see Frankie, give him a punch from me... or something." Mmmm, he deserved a good smacking or something, and she could interpret that how she wanted. Hehe.
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Ravenclaw
First Year
x12
Otter This World ♡ Catpurrccino ♡ Slotherin ♡ Pandamonium
SPOILER!!: Zeke
Of course, he knew what her response would be before he asked it, but it was still nice to have it confirmed. It was actually kind of strange to think how long they'd been friends for now. The time seemed to fly by, and yet it was as if nothing had changed between them... or... well... that wasn't quite right, but it wasn't too different to the friendship they'd had before.
Still, amusingly, now they were dating each others room mates. HA. Didn't see that one coming. Really.
Zeke smiled, giving her a gentle side bump, "Thanks, for being around, you're good people." Probably more than he deserved. BUTTTT... he needed to get on. Rising from his spot on the edge of the fountain, he leaned in and gave Hady a quick hug good bye. "I've gotta go though, but I'll catch you later... and if you see Frankie, give him a punch from me... or something." Mmmm, he deserved a good smacking or something, and she could interpret that how she wanted. Hehe.
There was a light bump to her side and as always since they became friends she shifted her weight just enough to bump him back. "I'm there for those that are there for me," Hady replied with a small grin. Like him. He had always been there for her no questions asked. Even now that he was dating Maggie, Zeke was still there when she needed him to be.
Hady slid an arm around him for a brief moment welcoming the quick hug. "Should be easy to do, I'm always around." But wait, what? Why should she do that? Blinking at him in confusion she shrugged. "Maybe I will? Do I even want to ask why?" Chances were it was a guy thing and she really didn't want to know anyhow.
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