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I shuffled around and..... idk, this madness He probably should’ve ignored the hair tugging and pretended to stay snoozing because there was a lot going on. Too much going on. He enjoyed feasts for FOOD reasons, but all the other parts??? The waiting around?? The overcrowded table??? All the talking??? Ughhhhhh. It sucked. Before he could assure Cam that everything was A-ok, the new Headmaster was doing the whole speech thing. He seemed like a pleasant enough dude, but then again, anything had to be better than metal-man Scrimgeour. And what was that? A new Charms professor? Max scanned the staff dais to see who’d be teaching his favourite subject and…… “Woaaaah, she looks bloomin’ ancient,” he observed, choosing to IGNORE the looks from Natalie, the snapping first year and the house-elf drama as he started piling his plate with goodies and poured himself a goblet of pumpkin juice. Avoiding Prefect-ing was thirsty work y’know. He downed half his goblet in one gulp and turned to finally greet his dorm mate back. “Alright………. Liam….?” Woah. Liam. LIAM. Suddenly, he was blushing furiously. Cheeks, ears, neck. All pink. He shuffled down the bench into the spot Cam had just left vacant and leaned closer to get a better look at the other boy. “……….. I - I never realised how perfect your hair is. Can I...... Do you mind if I touch it?” He was going to touch it anyway, okay. He had to. |
SPOILER!!: Patrick Skyler jumped a bit as she was a bit lost in thought but quickly settled down and looked up at Patrick. "That's good," she smiled. "My parents took me to Hogsmede," she said. "And we went to muggle London once." |
Cam and Max and general chaos oh and HI BEL Yeah, Liam was definitely not equipped to handle the child and the house elf. It wasn’t his problem and he was going to ignore it like the mature adult that he was. Plus, with the headmaster speaking, he had an excuse to pretend to pay attention to something else. Until Cam jumped up like his bum was on fire. Okay, so Cam has warned him earlier about the spiking that was going to happen. So Liam knew. But Liam was also not known for his Attention Span of Steel and so he’d... momentarily forgotten. Which was why Cam’s actions seemed so weird. And Max’s seemed........ weirder. Sure, the boys were dormmates. Friends. But they weren’t particularly close. And Max had certainly never before complimented Liam’s hair so enthusiastically. ”Thanks, I-” he looked over at Max, blinking a bit in surprise at his sudden proximity. And the noticeable color on his face. “I guess you can touch it, yeah.” Sure. Why not? His throat feeling suddenly dry, Liam reached for a drink. He grabbed a glass of pumpkin juice, eyes closing as he downed it. Whoo. As he opened his eyes his gaze fell to the Hufflepuff table, searching for Cam for help. But what he saw instead was the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes on. Merlin, she was gorgeous, wasn’t she? Had he ever told her? She was breathtaking. That face. Those cheekbones. Liam sighed. ”Do you think Bel likes me?” |
Odaline wanted nothing to do with anyone at the table or anyone that had spoken to her, so the fact that the girls had gone away and left her was a relief. Quote:
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NO. This kid was worse than Ronan from the boats. Odaline was going home. Hogwarts was crazy. There were people everywhere and it was more overwhelming than shopping in Diagon Alley had been. "No." She said, pushing him backwards. No, no, no, no and no. |
His feet were ticklish, and someone invading his privacy and taking his shoe off took him VERY MUCH off guard because WHAT? Looking down under the table, he barely caught sight of the elf before he scurried away. What even was this school? Huffing, the sixth year reclaimed his shoe before sitting up straighter and looking at Vita, "it was definitely better than the last term" which was saying something to be honest. Before he could say something further though, Natalie had decided to acknowledge his presence - and for some reason, it just annoyed him some more - especially the way she tried to gloat about her badge. Holding her gaze, he sat there - expression blank. Was this a stare off? Yes. |
Max & Liam .....and Cam was BACK. B A C K. He was back and had managed to complete the mission successfully. He'd almost walked over to Zoryn to high five her or something but then had figured that that would've been a bit too obvious and suspicious. So instead he was BACK at the house table, downright exhilarated that he'd done the thing without getting caught. Had Liam seen him??? "Look, I got us rolls." Cam said as she reached the table again, still keeping up the charade. "I-" Oh. Why was Max in his seat? Also why was he touching Liam's hair? "Liam?" Had Max drunk the pumpkin juice? Unfortunately for everyone involved, Cameron had missed his boyfriend's question about Bel over at the Hufflepuff table so he gave Liam an amused look. Max looked funny with his hand in Liam's hair. Plopping down in the seat Max had just vacated, now sitting next to him again, Cameron reached over to grab his goblet and fill it with water. HE HAD DONE THE THING! |
sorry Liam, sorry Cam Max made sure to get his fingers riiiiiiight in there. Liam’s hair was so soft. So very soft. Like velvet. No. Even better. Like fluffy cotton candy. He found himself wondering if it smelled as good as cotton candy too. He had to find out. He had to KNOW. He didn’t even notice Cameron’s return. Nor did he pay much attention to Liam’s question about Bel. In fact, he felt himself getting agitated that his dormmate was paying more attention to the Hufflepuff table than to HIM. HELLO. He was right HERE. “MmmmmMMM, it smells so GOOD.” Yes, he had shuffled even closer and leaned in for a hair sniff. “Liam, you’re so great. Did you know that? Because you are. You’re so great, and your hair is so great and and and…..” SIIIIIIIGH. He could just MELT. |
*makes it SS canon toooo* Sighing from the drama, and looking around the room the 2nd year Slytherin's eyes fell on Jorgie and Alis before trying to find her brother. Nope, couldn't see him at all. So, she filled up her pumpkin juice, taking another sip of it as she continued to search for Cam. Only, instead of finding Cam - she settled her eyes on the most PERFECTLY beautiful boy EVER. With wide eyes, she stared at Max, trying to slip closer to him. HE WAS SO PRETTY! |
Text Cut: Toddles Well. Slytherins were a talkative bunch, weren't they? Torii thought this to herself with a hint of sarcasm. Almost no one was welcoming the new girl. At Ilvermorny, she'd have already found all her friends and started up conversations with all of them. Here at Hogwarts, everybody acted like she was invisible. Great. Feeling something at her feet, she looked down and saw a house elf crawling around on the floor. Ermm?? "Excuse me? Excuse me... What are you looking for?" she asked. What was a Fluffsies? Her first conversation at Hogwarts was with a house elf crawling underneath a table looking for a Fluffsies. Wonderful. She just hoped that wasn't an indication of how the whole year would be. Text Cut: siriusblackliveson Torii had just emerged from her peek under the table, when she heard an unfamiliar voice. Ohh. The unfamiliar voice was talking to her. So Slytherins did talk to each other. "Oh, yeah. It was cool. Kind of long, but it was alright," she answered. "Thanks. Although...what's a Slytherin mean?" She had finally decided to ask that, seeing as she was now one of them. Patrick. She'd have to remember that. "I'm Torii." |
Not to long after Bettie sat down the new head master gave his speech. Bettie I you could say enjoyed the speech and clapped as he introduced the new staff. Then he had to talk about the forbidden forest. Just the thought of that place gave Bettie a painful look and a slight cringe. No worries here. This one student has no plan to go in that place. It was bad enough with the last headmaster. Making them go in there. She has a scar from that, that "Red Cap". Not to mention the scar on her arm because of Professor hot head. *Bettie lost in thought* Next thing Bettie knew the speech was over and there was food on the table. Bettie being in a bit of a bad mood she snapped, "Can someone please pass me a bake potato?" |
All of you! Kalen was on his feet almost as soon as the Headmaster spoke, he wasn’t sure what the heck was going on with his snakes, but he wasn’t super happy about it. He put his tea cup down on the head table and headed off for the Slytherin table. “Anyone care to tell me what’s going on here?” ” He asked the table in general as he looked around to figure out where his prefects were and uhh.. was Max.. touching Liam’s hair? Surely this wasn’t exactly the right place for that yeah? “Anyone care to explain what’s happening?” Kalen asked as his green eyes looked around, rather taken aback by the amount of lovey dovey ness in the hall. Yeah the PDA rule was gone now but.. Hmmmm.. |
Now this, this was c o m m o t i o n, heck that was the only word Beth would have deemed appropriate for the situation…unsolicited hair touching…and sniffing? Had Prefect Carden been drinking Butterbeer on an empty stomach – that was something mum had always warned Beth off of doing…really, it all seemed possible? |
Max, Liam and Kennedy Yeah, okay, so that was happening. Cameron couldn't quite stop himself from giggling at Max's antics, truly believing that Liam could take care of himself. Plus, he really couldn't blame Max for his new-found obsession with Liam's hair; his boyfriend really did have amazing hair. Very soft. And great. That too. He was too busy being amused by Max and Liam to notice Holly coming closer to them, unfortunately. Or fortunately for his own sanity maybe. Humming to himself he glanced around at the other tables as he casually balanced the rolls he had brought over from the Hufflepuff table on top of their own basket full of rolls. They definitely had enough of those now, didn't- Oh. Kennedy. Quickly pushing an entire roll into his mouth to have a good excuse not to give any verbal answers, Cameron simply gave a shrug in reply to their Head of House's questions. WHO KNEW? Not him. Definitely not him. He was just here, eating rolls. |
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He tried to keep thinking about what a Slytherin mean. "Well it's our house. Kind of like at Ilvermorny. We have different traits that make us who we are, well each house has a common set of ideals that shine brighter." Although he figured that wasn't the answer she was looking for. "Unless you already knew that then were just the snakes from Salazar Slytherin one of the founders." he blushed not knowing if she already knew the answer. |
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