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Upon entering this large classroom, it is very obvious what its purpose is. This room is dedicated to teaching Muggle and Wizard Music and is used by members of both the Frog Choir and Orchestra. Instrument cases of all shapes and sizes as well as rows of music stands with accompanying stools fill the inside of this room. In the front, a conductor's stand is positioned in between a polished black piano and a complete drum set.
For many at Hogwarts, students and adults alike, this is one of their favourite places inside the castle. At various hours throughout the day, wonderful music is made and you get to take a break from anything overly theoretical and hone your musical talents. Fortunately for those in Transfiguration or in other parts of the castle, your marvelous melodies cannot disturb them for the room is completely soundproof. So play as loud as you want! This space can also be reserved after scheduled class hours if you and your friends have formed a band and need somewhere appropriate to practice.
Sitting on the stool, he moved his fingers across the white and black keys in front of him, caressing them softly as a lullaby echoed through the room tenderly. Usually, he’d be the music room playing his Ukulele but what with his Aunt being pregnant and him having a new a baby girl, Ewan had recently taken to learning a few new lullabies with the hope that this would help the little cherub sleep better. With everything that had happened to him over the last few years, having a little cousin running around really did feel like a godsend to the Ravenclaw prefect and to say he was excited was an understatement.
As he came to the end of the song, he sat there for a moment, flicking through the pages of a music book he’d purchases in Diagon Alley this summer looking for something else to play, his mind wandering back to Canada and his Aunt and Uncle.
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Jillian needed some quiet time when it comes to this baby homework. It was not demanding all the time BUT it still demands and when it does, it cries. UGHHHHHH! For a fake baby it has a lot of real needs. Sometimes she thinks it could be broken because it seems to be crying a lot.
She's been taking care of the baby back in her dorm room most of the time but today she felt like taking the baby out for a walk and maybe play with it? She's not an expert with taking care of kids since she's an only child and her younger cousins lived far, far away so she never really had 'practice'. She's not even sure if she's doing it correctly half the time. The important thing here is that if she makes the baby stop crying it's somehow a successful thing on her part.
She dropped the bag on the corner near the wall as she entered the room. Her eyes still lingering on the grand piano, it was beautiful. Her father would have loved this room, Jillian on the other hand was not that good with the piano but she has taken a lesson or two. The room was too quiet as her foot steps echoed when she walked towards the instruments with the baby still in her arms. Just when she was about to take one more step a loud cry came about. Startled, she panicked a bit and almost dropped it. Thank Merlin she was clutching the baby tightly!
"There needs to be an off button for this!" she said while looking at it. She returned to her bag that was on the floor, sat next to it and took the milk bottle out. She also took out a peach colored blanket that her father decided to give to her for this baby- YES, he was taking this quite more serious than Jillian. Setting it on the floor in front of her then laid the fake infant on it while she drinks her milk.
Jillian leaned on the wall and let out a deep sigh, enjoying her peace and quiet time.
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Claudine had insisted that Cole take Christopher for the first few times. She didn’t trust herself with the ‘baby’ and felt that in her first acts as a parent, she would drop it or accidentally do something awful. But she could not let Cole do all the work so she had agreed to meet him today at the music room. Ideally, she would love to meet outside but it was still cold. The baby would definitely not like the wintery weather no matter how much she and Cole bundled him.
“Does he cry a lot?’’ she asked, fixing her gaze up at the Gryffindor. Her right hand clung to the baby’s bag which was slung over her shoulder. The Snakette led the way towards a corner in the room, away from anyone as much as possible. “Is he difficult, in general?’’ For she was not a huge fan of babies and found this assignment to be of no use to her.
Claudine had insisted that Cole take Christopher for the first few times. She didn’t trust herself with the ‘baby’ and felt that in her first acts as a parent, she would drop it or accidentally do something awful. But she could not let Cole do all the work so she had agreed to meet him today at the music room. Ideally, she would love to meet outside but it was still cold. The baby would definitely not like the wintery weather no matter how much she and Cole bundled him.
“Does he cry a lot?’’ she asked, fixing her gaze up at the Gryffindor. Her right hand clung to the baby’s bag which was slung over her shoulder. The Snakette led the way towards a corner in the room, away from anyone as much as possible. “Is he difficult, in general?’’ For she was not a huge fan of babies and found this assignment to be of no use to her.
Cole now knew what sleep deprived meant. Waking up more than 5 times a night to give baby Christopher food and attention was hard since he really acted like a real fussy and crying baby who had needs. He didn't understand how real mothers and father's did it. Caring for a real baby must be exhausting when he was a frightened parent for a fake babydoll. With Christopher bundled up against the draft in the corridors and nuzzled up protectively against his shoulder Cole turned his eyes attention to look down at Claudine. "Christopher cries mostly when he is hungry or if it goes too long inbetween the times you play, cuddle or change his diaper." The diaper was definitely the most icky part of the baby parenting assignment.
Following Claudine over to a quiet part of the music room Cole looked for somwhere to lie Christopher down but there wasn't anything in sight that seemed suitable. A stool he could too easily slip off and injure himself. Thoughtfully he replied "He isn't so difficult when you've gotten a hang of feeding and so on. You just have to remember to not drop him or put somewhere dangerous like too close to a cauldron or such."
It was then that his rat Harry decided to crawl up and out of his favourite robe pocket for an affectionate scratch. Reaching up with his hand that wasn't holding the baby tight Cole lifted his hand up to scratch the rat between the ears getting an idea. "Would you like a rat Claudine?"
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Cole! <3
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Cole now knew what sleep deprived meant. Waking up more than 5 times a night to give baby Christopher food and attention was hard since he really acted like a real fussy and crying baby who had needs. He didn't understand how real mothers and father's did it. Caring for a real baby must be exhausting when he was a frightened parent for a fake babydoll. With Christopher bundled up against the draft in the corridors and nuzzled up protectively against his shoulder Cole turned his eyes attention to look down at Claudine. "Christopher cries mostly when he is hungry or if it goes too long inbetween the times you play, cuddle or change his diaper." The diaper was definitely the most icky part of the baby parenting assignment.
Following Claudine over to a quiet part of the music room Cole looked for somwhere to lie Christopher down but there wasn't anything in sight that seemed suitable. A stool he could too easily slip off and injure himself. Thoughtfully he replied "He isn't so difficult when you've gotten a hang of feeding and so on. You just have to remember to not drop him or put somewhere dangerous like too close to a cauldron or such."
It was then that his rat Harry decided to crawl up and out of his favourite robe pocket for an affectionate scratch. Reaching up with his hand that wasn't holding the baby tight Cole lifted his hand up to scratch the rat between the ears getting an idea. "Would you like a rat Claudine?"
Claudine nodded, making a mental note of just when baby Christopher got fussy. Truthfully, she wasn't looking forward to when it came for her turn to take him; she was used to having a peaceful and restful night’s sleep. Claudine made a face at the next words. “I don’t think I’ll get used to having him about much less feeding and burping him.’’ Yes, she came from a huge family and had seen the younger ones been taken care of plenty but it never was her to do the ‘taking care of’. She looked at Cole with some admiration at how flawlessly he seemed to be handling this entire assignment. “I don’t even know how to properly hold a baby.’’
The second year hadn’t noticed the little creature making an appearance until Cole reached out to it. “You have a rat.’’ She didn’t know why she was stating the obvious but this revelation about Cole delighted her as much as it delighted her when she found out that he loved drawing as much as she did. Claudine thought that rats were adorable. She looked quickly up at Cole. “Are you giving him away?’’ she asked with interest.
Claudine nodded, making a mental note of just when baby Christopher got fussy. Truthfully, she wasn't looking forward to when it came for her turn to take him; she was used to having a peaceful and restful night’s sleep. Claudine made a face at the next words. “I don’t think I’ll get used to having him about much less feeding and burping him.’’ Yes, she came from a huge family and had seen the younger ones been taken care of plenty but it never was her to do the ‘taking care of’. She looked at Cole with some admiration at how flawlessly he seemed to be handling this entire assignment. “I don’t even know how to properly hold a baby.’’
The second year hadn’t noticed the little creature making an appearance until Cole reached out to it. “You have a rat.’’ She didn’t know why she was stating the obvious but this revelation about Cole delighted her as much as it delighted her when she found out that he loved drawing as much as she did. Claudine thought that rats were adorable. She looked quickly up at Cole. “Are you giving him away?’’ she asked with interest.
Cole was by no means an expert at handling a baby. He was worried and panicky inwardly all the time that he was doing something wrong, but on the outside he tried his best to give the appearance of being in control. Only reason he hadn't broken down yet was that Cole had somehow unconsciously taken note and applied to memory how his father had cared for his sister Isobel. Not being able to contain a laugh at her grimace Cole said "I think the diaper changes are the worst, not the feeing or burping. Because baby poop smell awful." He left out that he got nauseous at taking care of someone else's poop unless it was his rat. Shooting Christopher a quick glance he said when his eyes we're back on Claudine "The trick I think to holding a baby is just to support their heads and hold them close to your own body and you'll do okay."
Reaching up to scratch Harry again he said "I actually have four rats." With a sad sigh he revealed "I have to give the other three away or send them home because otherwise i'll be breaking the school rules." Cole certainly didn't want to get on Professor Sandhu's bad side. "I'm not giving Harry here away, but his siblings if you are interested?"
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Cole! <3
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Cole was by no means an expert at handling a baby. He was worried and panicky inwardly all the time that he was doing something wrong, but on the outside he tried his best to give the appearance of being in control. Only reason he hadn't broken down yet was that Cole had somehow unconsciously taken note and applied to memory how his father had cared for his sister Isobel. Not being able to contain a laugh at her grimace Cole said "I think the diaper changes are the worst, not the feeing or burping. Because baby poop smell awful." He left out that he got nauseous at taking care of someone else's poop unless it was his rat. Shooting Christopher a quick glance he said when his eyes we're back on Claudine "The trick I think to holding a baby is just to support their heads and hold them close to your own body and you'll do okay."
Reaching up to scratch Harry again he said "I actually have four rats." With a sad sigh he revealed "I have to give the other three away or send them home because otherwise i'll be breaking the school rules." Cole certainly didn't want to get on Professor Sandhu's bad side. "I'm not giving Harry here away, but his siblings if you are interested?"
Claudine shook her head in slight disgust. It was what she always dreaded: cleaning the baby’s poop. Burping, feeding, clothing and even having contact with Christopher were things she could live with. But poop? That would take some getting used to. Instead of focusing on that disgusting bit of the human body, she swept her gaze over Cole’s hold on Christopher’s little form. “Is is alright if I give it a try?’’ If she was going to be the ‘mommy’, she might as well learn to do things properly.
What?
The second year blinked. Four rats? Had he been looking to get into trouble? Harry was cute and the thought of having a pet rat in a place where most students had owls and pygmy puffs was appealing to her. She disliked to follow the crowd, you see. “I’ll happily adopt one.’’ Some of her family members wouldn’t be thrilled and that pleased her. “When do I get to choose one?’’ Did Cole have the rest lurking around somewhere?
Claudine shook her head in slight disgust. It was what she always dreaded: cleaning the baby’s poop. Burping, feeding, clothing and even having contact with Christopher were things she could live with. But poop? That would take some getting used to. Instead of focusing on that disgusting bit of the human body, she swept her gaze over Cole’s hold on Christopher’s little form. “Is is alright if I give it a try?’’ If she was going to be the ‘mommy’, she might as well learn to do things properly.
What?
The second year blinked. Four rats? Had he been looking to get into trouble? Harry was cute and the thought of having a pet rat in a place where most students had owls and pygmy puffs was appealing to her. She disliked to follow the crowd, you see. “I’ll happily adopt one.’’ Some of her family members wouldn’t be thrilled and that pleased her. “When do I get to choose one?’’ Did Cole have the rest lurking around somewhere?
Well, Claudine's look of disgust was to be expected. Cole shared the sentiment exactly but they had to care for their babydoll and thus they had to clean up smelly, make you want to vomit baby poop. Clothing was something he found hard for the reason that he never could tell exactly if he had bundled Christopher up too much or not enough. Cole hated freezing and didn't want their baby to freeze either. Nodding he said quickly "Yes, of course. You're Christopher's parent too." Lifting the baby away from his chest, Cole held him out towards Claudine. "Here, you are! Just remember to support his head and you'll do great." As long as she didn't drop him.
"Oh, you do? Great! Got any preferance on colour, size or such?" He had four rat boy's so it'd be hard if Claudine wanted a rat girl. Cole couldn't administer that. Thinking he said "We'll I suppose you can choose now. I've got all of them with me. I just have to keep them out of sight of the professor's eyes and especially Professor Sandhus; she isn't a rat lover at all." Whistling two short sound's made not one, not two but three more rats in different colours and sizes poke their heads out of various robepockets and climb up to join Harry on Cole's shoulder to look curiously at Claudine. "So, does anyone of them other than Harry strike your fancy?"
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Cole, Christopher and Rats! <3
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Well, Claudine's look of disgust was to be expected. Cole shared the sentiment exactly but they had to care for their babydoll and thus they had to clean up smelly, make you want to vomit baby poop. Clothing was something he found hard for the reason that he never could tell exactly if he had bundled Christopher up too much or not enough. Cole hated freezing and didn't want their baby to freeze either. Nodding he said quickly "Yes, of course. You're Christopher's parent too." Lifting the baby away from his chest, Cole held him out towards Claudine. "Here, you are! Just remember to support his head and you'll do great." As long as she didn't drop him.
"Oh, you do? Great! Got any preferance on colour, size or such?" He had four rat boy's so it'd be hard if Claudine wanted a rat girl. Cole couldn't administer that. Thinking he said "We'll I suppose you can choose now. I've got all of them with me. I just have to keep them out of sight of the professor's eyes and especially Professor Sandhus; she isn't a rat lover at all." Whistling two short sound's made not one, not two but three more rats in different colours and sizes poke their heads out of various robepockets and climb up to join Harry on Cole's shoulder to look curiously at Claudine. "So, does anyone of them other than Harry strike your fancy?"
“I haven’t got a shred of experience,’’ Claudine warned Cole. She bit her lip as she shifted closer to the Gryffindor but careful not to initiate physical contact with him. Unfortunately, she couldn’t shirk from the contact of Christopher. She suddenly felt nervousness race through her as her arms were held out. Of course, since she was collecting the doll from Cole, there was bound to be contact, especially under Christopher’s head. The Snakette bit her lip again and tried not to flinch away lest Christopher was dropped.
One hand under his little body, one hand under his head. Wow. Look at her. She was actually doing this. The doll was not too heavy, not too light and Claudine was comfortable with his weight. She brought him closer to her chest, all the while looking down at his little face; he was looking up at her with what seemed like interest. “So far, this is easy.’’ Carefully, she began to rock the baby in her arms. At least he wasn’t crying.
Cole had the rats with him now? All of them? “Do you take them to classes?” she wondered as they were each studied. Which did she want? They were all kind of cute. However, her gaze stopped at the one closest to Cole’s ear- the brown one. And Claudine just knew immediately that was the rat for her. “The one by your ear. Mr. Brown Fur. Does he have a real name already?”
“I haven’t got a shred of experience,’’ Claudine warned Cole. She bit her lip as she shifted closer to the Gryffindor but careful not to initiate physical contact with him. Unfortunately, she couldn’t shirk from the contact of Christopher. She suddenly felt nervousness race through her as her arms were held out. Of course, since she was collecting the doll from Cole, there was bound to be contact, especially under Christopher’s head. The Snakette bit her lip again and tried not to flinch away lest Christopher was dropped.
One hand under his little body, one hand under his head. Wow. Look at her. She was actually doing this. The doll was not too heavy, not too light and Claudine was comfortable with his weight. She brought him closer to her chest, all the while looking down at his little face; he was looking up at her with what seemed like interest. “So far, this is easy.’’ Carefully, she began to rock the baby in her arms. At least he wasn’t crying.
Cole had the rats with him now? All of them? “Do you take them to classes?” she wondered as they were each studied. Which did she want? They were all kind of cute. However, her gaze stopped at the one closest to Cole’s ear- the brown one. And Claudine just knew immediately that was the rat for her. “The one by your ear. Mr. Brown Fur. Does he have a real name already?”[/COLOR]
"If you can care for a pet then you have experience." Cole pointed out unhelpfully. It was somewhat true though if you thought about it. If Claudine could care for a pet then she'd do well with a baby doll too. Cole was positive of it. When she shifted closer to him he noted again how very, very careful she was to not make any physical contact him unless it was absolutely unavoidable. They we're friends weren't they? Cole didn't get it. Did he smell funny? Friends gave each other hugs and pats on the shoulder all the time but Claudine wasn't like that. She always had a safety distance to him. He was confused and troubled by it. How to bring it up to her without starting an argument he was unsure.
Cole let his arms drop as he watched Claudine get a feel for how to hold baby Christopher without dropping him. She even brought him close to her chest as she started to rock him in her arms. Appearing like she was totally okay with it. It irked him and made Cole blurt out something he hadn't exactly planned to say in the first place to Claudine. "Why can you touch a doll without problem, but you flinch away from me like I'm toxic?"
Raising his hands to scratch his rats affectionately and sooth his hot feelings he said "I only bring one of them along when it's allowed like to COMC classes." In other classes like astronomy he made sure that his rat's we're in his dorm. He didn't want to upset Professor Sandhu again. Ignoring the little sting he felt when Claudine picked out the rat she wanted Cole lifted it down from its place on his shoulder and held him out to her. "No, he doesn't have a name yet. You can name him."
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Cole! <3
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
"If you can care for a pet then you have experience." Cole pointed out unhelpfully. It was somewhat true though if you thought about it. If Claudine could care for a pet then she'd do well with a baby doll too. Cole was positive of it. When she shifted closer to him he noted again how very, very careful she was to not make any physical contact him unless it was absolutely unavoidable. They we're friends weren't they? Cole didn't get it. Did he smell funny? Friends gave each other hugs and pats on the shoulder all the time but Claudine wasn't like that. She always had a safety distance to him. He was confused and troubled by it. How to bring it up to her without starting an argument he was unsure.
Cole let his arms drop as he watched Claudine get a feel for how to hold baby Christopher without dropping him. She even brought him close to her chest as she started to rock him in her arms. Appearing like she was totally okay with it. It irked him and made Cole blurt out something he hadn't exactly planned to say in the first place to Claudine. "Why can you touch a doll without problem, but you flinch away from me like I'm toxic?"
Raising his hands to scratch his rats affectionately and sooth his hot feelings he said "I only bring one of them along when it's allowed like to COMC classes." In other classes like astronomy he made sure that his rat's we're in his dorm. He didn't want to upset Professor Sandhu again. Ignoring the little sting he felt when Claudine picked out the rat she wanted Cole lifted it down from its place on his shoulder and held him out to her. "No, he doesn't have a name yet. You can name him."
In a way, Cole was right. Caring for a pet did provide some basic techniques as one would care for a child. However, Claudine never had a pet. Not until now, that is. “I suppose you’re right. I’ve never had a pet before. I never wanted one until now.’’ She shrugged, for once not keen enough to observe just how troubled Cole was in that moment. Still holding little Christopher, she inched her right shoulder close to Cole so that he could deposit her new rat onto it. “I’m honestly blank on names. Have you got any suggestions?’’
Cole’s question distracted her so much that she jerked her head up, crinking her neck a little in the process. The rat was now on her shoulder but she had frozen her movements so that Christopher was now still. It was rare that anyone ask her outright like that; she assumed that everyone assumed that she was the weird person. “I have a problem with touching anyone. Christopher is just a doll, not human.’’ Claudine arched an eyebrow, her gaze questioning as she wondered why Cole was taking this personally.
In a way, Cole was right. Caring for a pet did provide some basic techniques as one would care for a child. However, Claudine never had a pet. Not until now, that is. “I suppose you’re right. I’ve never had a pet before. I never wanted one until now.’’ She shrugged, for once not keen enough to observe just how troubled Cole was in that moment. Still holding little Christopher, she inched her right shoulder close to Cole so that he could deposit her new rat onto it. “I’m honestly blank on names. Have you got any suggestions?’’
Cole’s question distracted her so much that she jerked her head up, crinking her neck a little in the process. The rat was now on her shoulder but she had frozen her movements so that Christopher was now still. It was rare that anyone ask her outright like that; she assumed that everyone assumed that she was the weird person. “I have a problem with touching anyone. Christopher is just a doll, not human.’’ Claudine arched an eyebrow, her gaze questioning as she wondered why Cole was taking this personally.
At Claudine's reveal that she had never wanted a pet until now Cole just felt bewildered. He had had pet's in his life since he could remember and it'd be super weird and lonely without one. "How come you have never wanted a pet until now? If you don't mind me asking?" Maybe it was a touchy subject. For all Cole knew maybe Claudine was allergic or someone in her family was or there was a totally different reason all together. After giving the brown rat a last affectionate scratch he gently lifted it off his shoulder and over to sit on Claudine's right shoulder. "Hmm names, have to come to you like how i named my rat Harry. But some suggestions maybe Sam or Ron or if it's a girl I haven't checked then maybe Sally?" Cole was lousy with names. Claudine had to figure it out herself.
Wonderful it was hard not to feel the sudden chill that had come into Claudine's tone. Pretending that he hadn't seen the head jerk, arched brow or questioning eyes he continued on. "So you never hug or touch anyone? Not even someone you like? Not even a friend or a boyfriend?"
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Cole! <3
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
At Claudine's reveal that she had never wanted a pet until now Cole just felt bewildered. He had had pet's in his life since he could remember and it'd be super weird and lonely without one. "How come you have never wanted a pet until now? If you don't mind me asking?" Maybe it was a touchy subject. For all Cole knew maybe Claudine was allergic or someone in her family was or there was a totally different reason all together. After giving the brown rat a last affectionate scratch he gently lifted it off his shoulder and over to sit on Claudine's right shoulder. "Hmm names, have to come to you like how i named my rat Harry. But some suggestions maybe Sam or Ron or if it's a girl I haven't checked then maybe Sally?" Cole was lousy with names. Claudine had to figure it out herself.
Wonderful it was hard not to feel the sudden chill that had come into Claudine's tone. Pretending that he hadn't seen the head jerk, arched brow or questioning eyes he continued on. "So you never hug or touch anyone? Not even someone you like? Not even a friend or a boyfriend?"
Claudine was silent for a moment, her gaze focused on Christopher who’s eyelids had drooped now. Obviously he was falling asleep. The sight melted her heart but then she was reminding herself that this was just a doll in her arms and that she would be handing it back to Schmoe in a short time. Also, she was thinking how much about herself she should reveal to Cole. Claudine rarely put much about herself out there; she was not an open book. But Cole could be trusted (not that she would ever tell him that). The second year gently nudged her new pet with her cheek. It did seem to like her so that was a good start. “I like Sammy,’’ she admitted. “I’ll keep that at the top of the list.” For she understood that names had to come to the owner of the pet.
Now her mind was back on the unanswered questions. Did Cole need reassurance that she didn’t have an issue with him? Half of Claudine wanted to leave him in the dark, the other half wanted to clear things up. “I like to be alone. I hate it when anyone invades my space.’’ Did he ever notice that she preferred to work alone during lessons and was always reluctant to team up? Probably not. He was always too busy in conversation with Naya. Claudine suddenly felt annoyed by that fact and she didn’t quite know why. “I try not to,’’ she told Cole stiffly, in fact, it was a colder tone because the whole realisation about Naya still annoyed her. “It might have something to do with my introverted nature.’’ This was something she never thought much about. “I don’t think I’m girlfriend material, and I don’t think I want a boyfriend.”
Claudine was silent for a moment, her gaze focused on Christopher who’s eyelids had drooped now. Obviously he was falling asleep. The sight melted her heart but then she was reminding herself that this was just a doll in her arms and that she would be handing it back to Schmoe in a short time. Also, she was thinking how much about herself she should reveal to Cole. Claudine rarely put much about herself out there; she was not an open book. But Cole could be trusted (not that she would ever tell him that). The second year gently nudged her new pet with her cheek. It did seem to like her so that was a good start. “I like Sammy,’’ she admitted. “I’ll keep that at the top of the list.” For she understood that names had to come to the owner of the pet.
Now her mind was back on the unanswered questions. Did Cole need reassurance that she didn’t have an issue with him? Half of Claudine wanted to leave him in the dark, the other half wanted to clear things up. “I like to be alone. I hate it when anyone invades my space.’’ Did he ever notice that she preferred to work alone during lessons and was always reluctant to team up? Probably not. He was always too busy in conversation with Naya. Claudine suddenly felt annoyed by that fact and she didn’t quite know why. “I try not to,’’ she told Cole stiffly, in fact, it was a colder tone because the whole realisation about Naya still annoyed her. “It might have something to do with my introverted nature.’’ This was something she never thought much about. “I don’t think I’m girlfriend material, and I don’t think I want a boyfriend.”
Cole fell silent too as he too focused his attention on Christopher in Claudine's arms for a moment. He was falling asleep which wasn't so odd. It was his usual nap time even if he was just a doll. Cole had grown as attached to him like he did his stuffed bears not that he'd share that with anyone who wasn't family. Cole reflected on the thing with Claudine. He nagged at her for the touching problem but was he himself an open book like about his part veela blood? There we're things like his mother that he really didn't want to talk about. If anyone asked he didn't mind answering, but Cole wasn't someone that just shared personal stuff super freely. He chose who he shared stuff with. At the moment that circle of friends included Carsyn and Carys, Naya, Lucas and Claudine at school.
I like Sammy... Cole blinked several times. Oops he had zoned out. Nodding he hastily said to mask his little contemplation episode. "Great, Sammy is a good name for a rat." He hadn't thought Claudine actually would like any of the names he had thought of. Cole stayed silent as Claudine answered his questions. She prefered to be alone and disliked it when people invaded her personal space. That much he had figured out for himself already. "But you're friends with several people like me and Bernie, Naya, Carsyn, Carys, Avalon and others. So i wouldn't say your super introvert." But that was just him. Claudine's last statement upset him and Cole blurted out. "You never want a boyfriend? Or not just now?" He had to remember that she was 3 years younger than him. Maybe boys like him we're still icky to her?
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Cole! <33
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Cole fell silent too as he too focused his attention on Christopher in Claudine's arms for a moment. He was falling asleep which wasn't so odd. It was his usual nap time even if he was just a doll. Cole had grown as attached to him like he did his stuffed bears not that he'd share that with anyone who wasn't family. Cole reflected on the thing with Claudine. He nagged at her for the touching problem but was he himself an open book like about his part veela blood? There we're things like his mother that he really didn't want to talk about. If anyone asked he didn't mind answering, but Cole wasn't someone that just shared personal stuff super freely. He chose who he shared stuff with. At the moment that circle of friends included Carsyn and Carys, Naya, Lucas and Claudine at school.
I like Sammy... Cole blinked several times. Oops he had zoned out. Nodding he hastily said to mask his little contemplation episode. "Great, Sammy is a good name for a rat." He hadn't thought Claudine actually would like any of the names he had thought of. Cole stayed silent as Claudine answered his questions. She prefered to be alone and disliked it when people invaded her personal space. That much he had figured out for himself already. "But you're friends with several people like me and Bernie, Naya, Carsyn, Carys, Avalon and others. So i wouldn't say your super introvert." But that was just him. Claudine's last statement upset him and Cole blurted out. "You never want a boyfriend? Or not just now?" He had to remember that she was 3 years younger than him. Maybe boys like him we're still icky to her?
Christopher was now fully asleep. Claudine could tell because his little chest was rising and falling regularly now. This now meant that she and Cole had to converse quietly and that she was free to give some attention to her newly acquired pet. The more she thought of it, Sammy seemed like a good name. Perhaps she would stick with that. Once more, she rubbed her cheek against the furry creature. It didn’t seem to mind.
Wow.
Cole surely hadn’t observed her quite well. She was now shaking her head. “I’ve never had a real friend until Bernie. The others you’ve named? Just acquaintances.’’ Now that she thought of it though, Cole had become her friend during the course of this project. Claudine failed to mention this for the tone in which his next questions came made her raise an eyebrow. “No. I don’t ever want one.’’ She never saw herself catching feelings for anyone nor could figure out why any guy would want to have her as a girlfriend.
“He’s asleep,’’ Claudine said, bringing the topic back to Christopher. “Do you want me to take him next?”
Cole surely hadn’t observed her quite well. She was now shaking her head. “I’ve never had a real friend until Bernie. The others you’ve named? Just acquaintances.’’ Now that she thought of it though, Cole had become her friend during the course of this project. Claudine failed to mention this for the tone in which his next questions came made her raise an eyebrow. “No. I don’t ever want one.’’ She never saw herself catching feelings for anyone nor could figure out why any guy would want to have her as a girlfriend.
“He’s asleep,’’ Claudine said, bringing the topic back to Christopher. “Do you want me to take him next?”
Just acquaintences....
Cole didn't know what upset him more how Claudine said it or what she actually meant. He was nothing to her just an acqauintence. Not a friend. Clenshing his fists and opening them again as he tried to control his raging feelings. Taking a breath he asked again for complete confirmation, his eyes finding hers. The last thing Cole needed right now was vague answers. "So i'm just an acquaintence to you too? Not a real friend like Bernie is? Just so we are clear..." Had he not showed this term that he cared about her and was interested in what she disliked and liked and so on? Apparently not in her eyes. Girls we're big puzzles.
Cole could have said that he liked her a little but he didn't. She had explained to him that she had for the moment no interest in getting a boyfriend in the near future. "I think it's sad that you have such a poor image of yourself. You're likeable Claudine and I hope you realize that sometime soon." Before you have ailenated all your friends and potential boyfriends.
Eyes drifting over to Christopher that was now sleeping soundly in Claudine's arms, Cole shrugged in answer to her question "Sure, If you don't mind to? I've got to study extra hard for my potions owl so I at least get an acceptable grade."
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Just acquaintences....
Cole didn't know what upset him more how Claudine said it or what she actually meant. He was nothing to her just an acqauintence. Not a friend. Clenshing his fists and opening them again as he tried to control his raging feelings. Taking a breath he asked again for complete confirmation, his eyes finding hers. The last thing Cole needed right now was vague answers. "So i'm just an acquaintence to you too? Not a real friend like Bernie is? Just so we are clear..." Had he not showed this term that he cared about her and was interested in what she disliked and liked and so on? Apparently not in her eyes. Girls we're big puzzles.
Cole could have said that he liked her a little but he didn't. She had explained to him that she had for the moment no interest in getting a boyfriend in the near future. "I think it's sad that you have such a poor image of yourself. You're likeable Claudine and I hope you realize that sometime soon." Before you have ailenated all your friends and potential boyfriends.
Eyes drifting over to Christopher that was now sleeping soundly in Claudine's arms, Cole shrugged in answer to her question "Sure, If you don't mind to? I've got to study extra hard for my potions owl so I at least get an acceptable grade."
As observant as she was, Claudine was able to pick up that Cole was even more upset. The clenching of the fists was more than enough to convince her of this. But she didn’t know how to handle this situation. Much, much more puzzling, she didn’t know why Cole was upset. Yes, they got along well (secretly, Claudine thought that they were more than an excellent team) but she was so weird and different from others. She wasn’t cool; she wasn’t as outgoing. For this, the girl couldn’t see why anyone would really want to be her friend. But you let Bernie be your friend, a voice in her head said. It was pushed aside as she raised her shoulders in a shrug but didn’t say anything out loud in relation to Cole’s question.
“I don’t have a bad image of myself,’’ Claudine said afterwards, and crossly. “I’m just careful of who I let into my life. And if you keep pushing me, Cole Vance, you’ll never be my friend.’’ And in her annoyance, she added, “Go be Naya’s close friend. You two are always so chummy.’’ Avoiding Cole’s eyes, she held out her hand to grab the baby bag. She was going to take Christopher and her newly acquired pet rat elsewhere. “I’ll see you around, Cole.’’ Balancing everything, and walking slowly, Claudine moved ahead, leaving the Gryffindor behind.
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