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In close proximity to the library lies the study hall. Whether you are a first year or a seventh year, a Gryffindor or a Slytherin, a boy or a girl, this room is the best place to go for your studying and homework completion needs. If you ever find yourself stuck on something or have no clue what you're doing, you can always ask those who you are studying with for help or the professor that is overseeing the study session.
Scattered around the room are groups of desks that make it perfect for you and your friends to collaboratively work together. Average-sized oil lamps have been strategically placed on the desks to create a calm, comfortable environment. In a neat pile in the centre of the desks are extra quills, bottles of ink, and spare parchment should you need it -- just remember to leave the quills and ink at the table and only use what you need for parchment. Under the windows a long bookshelf containing a copy of textbooks for each class can be found, which you are welcome to use during your time in this room.
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Breathe in. Breathe out.
Jillian finds this place to be a sanctuary. She would love to visit the library but this is good enough. She has 2 books on her arm and a bag filled with her notebook, parchments and a quill. The question whether or not she will be doing a ton of studying still remains but this place is quiet and that's something she already likes.
She marched her way to the nearest seat she can find and placed her bag and her books on the table. One, she needed to write a letter to her father as usual. He usually waits for her to write. She takes out a parchment and laid it in front of her. She stared at it for awhile but she doesn't really know how to start other than the usual 'Hello' greeting.
Anyway if she procrastinates on this one, she can do this right before bedtime. Yeah. That's a good plan too.
Kimberly was visiting somewhere new and incredibly foreign to her. And not just because she was in a new school, but because studying was not something in her normal vocabulary. But already she felt like homework was piling up and she had promised to make an effort. So this was her. Making an effort. And going to the study hall.
Dragging herself towards the table, K glanced at all the empty tables and then the one that had an inhabitant but still open chairs. She could do the probably more polite thing and sit down at one of the empty tables. Oooor she could bother the other occupant and hope she'd be up for some company and a distraction.
Because procrastination.
K approached the older looking girl and smiled softly, before pointing at the open chairs. "Mind if I sit here?" If this individual was really here to study and didn't want the company, K would go find a different spot. But worth a shot, right?
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Kimberly was visiting somewhere new and incredibly foreign to her. And not just because she was in a new school, but because studying was not something in her normal vocabulary. But already she felt like homework was piling up and she had promised to make an effort. So this was her. Making an effort. And going to the study hall.
Dragging herself towards the table, K glanced at all the empty tables and then the one that had an inhabitant but still open chairs. She could do the probably more polite thing and sit down at one of the empty tables. Oooor she could bother the other occupant and hope she'd be up for some company and a distraction.
Because procrastination.
K approached the older looking girl and smiled softly, before pointing at the open chairs. "Mind if I sit here?" If this individual was really here to study and didn't want the company, K would go find a different spot. But worth a shot, right?
5 minutes have passed and Jillian is still wrestling with this letter. She has written a few words but was it enough? Perhaps it was. All her father really wants to know if she made it to Hogwarts safe and sound. And most probably how her head girl duties are taking place in the first week. She figured that if she had more to write she can just write to him again. Why is this really bothering her when it should? She let out a sigh. Defeated by her own anxiety- even with this. Not good, Jillian. Not good at all. She folded the letter carefully and kept it inside her bag.
She took out one of her books and opened to a random page. As long as there was something to read, she's okay with it. The entire room was quiet until she heard footsteps coming towards the area. Her head moved and her eyes stare at the door, a younger students comes in and a soft smile formed on her lips. "No, not at all" Jillian wasn't familiar with her. She must be a new student? Maybe. Or maybe her lack of familiarizing her school mates were also becoming a problem. "I'm Jillian by the way" she introduced herself. "Are you here to study?"
What else should she add? Seventh year? Slytherin? Head girl? Boring? Loves animals? How does this work?
5 minutes have passed and Jillian is still wrestling with this letter. She has written a few words but was it enough? Perhaps it was. All her father really wants to know if she made it to Hogwarts safe and sound. And most probably how her head girl duties are taking place in the first week. She figured that if she had more to write she can just write to him again. Why is this really bothering her when it should? She let out a sigh. Defeated by her own anxiety- even with this. Not good, Jillian. Not good at all. She folded the letter carefully and kept it inside her bag.
She took out one of her books and opened to a random page. As long as there was something to read, she's okay with it. The entire room was quiet until she heard footsteps coming towards the area. Her head moved and her eyes stare at the door, a younger students comes in and a soft smile formed on her lips. "No, not at all" Jillian wasn't familiar with her. She must be a new student? Maybe. Or maybe her lack of familiarizing her school mates were also becoming a problem. "I'm Jillian by the way" she introduced herself. "Are you here to study?"
What else should she add? Seventh year? Slytherin? Head girl? Boring? Loves animals? How does this work?
Only upon getting closer to the table did K notice that the girl had an open book in front of her and appeared to be reading, which made her intrusion seem much more rude. It seemed slightly more acceptable to bother someone while writing rather than being engrossed in a book, but it was too late to retreat as she was looking up and smiling at her. I mean, at least she did seem friendly and not bothered by the intrusion?
The younger girl didn't concern herself for too long over it though, as the seats across from her were confirmed to be open. K slid into one and pulled out some parchment and a couple of her texts and quills. When the older girl introduced herself, K reached her hand out across the table to shake hers in hello, "Nice to meet you Jillian. I'm Kimmie." She nodded her head at the question, trying to not let her face scrunch up at her clear displeasure with having to do so. "I am. Is that why you're here as well?" Or maybe she just liked the quiet because it did seem kind of peaceable here.
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Only upon getting closer to the table did K notice that the girl had an open book in front of her and appeared to be reading, which made her intrusion seem much more rude. It seemed slightly more acceptable to bother someone while writing rather than being engrossed in a book, but it was too late to retreat as she was looking up and smiling at her. I mean, at least she did seem friendly and not bothered by the intrusion?
The younger girl didn't concern herself for too long over it though, as the seats across from her were confirmed to be open. K slid into one and pulled out some parchment and a couple of her texts and quills. When the older girl introduced herself, K reached her hand out across the table to shake hers in hello, "Nice to meet you Jillian. I'm Kimmie." She nodded her head at the question, trying to not let her face scrunch up at her clear displeasure with having to do so. "I am. Is that why you're here as well?" Or maybe she just liked the quiet because it did seem kind of peaceable here.
She shook the girl's hand after she also introduced herself. She recalls her in their classes, this would be the first time they have officially talked but Jillian remembers her. "Pleasure" she said in a softer tone. She moved her bag a little nearer to her, slides in her hand and takes a small pencil out. It would be a good use for bookmark because she doesn't have any at all She's against the whole folding the page as a sort of bookmark, nope. She won't allow it.
She returned her gaze back to the fourth year Hufflepuff, her shoulders shrug lightly from her question. What was Jillian really doing in the room other than enjoying the place because it wasn't crowded? "I'm here because I wrote my father a letter" he tends to get really concerned when she doesn't write him. "and maybe some light reading for NEWTs" which she doesn't really want to but have to. It's complicated.
She shook the girl's hand after she also introduced herself. She recalls her in their classes, this would be the first time they have officially talked but Jillian remembers her. "Pleasure" she said in a softer tone. She moved her bag a little nearer to her, slides in her hand and takes a small pencil out. It would be a good use for bookmark because she doesn't have any at all She's against the whole folding the page as a sort of bookmark, nope. She won't allow it.
She returned her gaze back to the fourth year Hufflepuff, her shoulders shrug lightly from her question. What was Jillian really doing in the room other than enjoying the place because it wasn't crowded? "I'm here because I wrote my father a letter" he tends to get really concerned when she doesn't write him. "and maybe some light reading for NEWTs" which she doesn't really want to but have to. It's complicated.
K smiled brightly at the girl before as they exchanged pleasantries, before rearranging all of her supplies in front of her as she eyed her texts for a moment to try to consider what she should start on next. When Jillian responded with what she was working on -- which at least hadn't been studying that K rudely interrupted -- she nodded slightly. She probably should do that as well. "I bet he's looking forward to hearing from you. Does your dad live in the UK?" There were so many people transferring from Ilvermony and jumping back and forth from the States, she figured it probably wasn't too outrageous of a question.
Light NEWTs reading? That must have meant the other girl was a seventh year. "Are you dreading your exams at the end of they year?" K dreaded the idea of them already, and she was what felt like EONS away from actually having to take tests, so she couldn't imagine how someone who had to take them the end of the current school year would feel. "Also, if I'm bothering you, please feel free to tell me to buzz off."
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
K smiled brightly at the girl before as they exchanged pleasantries, before rearranging all of her supplies in front of her as she eyed her texts for a moment to try to consider what she should start on next. When Jillian responded with what she was working on -- which at least hadn't been studying that K rudely interrupted -- she nodded slightly. She probably should do that as well. "I bet he's looking forward to hearing from you. Does your dad live in the UK?" There were so many people transferring from Ilvermony and jumping back and forth from the States, she figured it probably wasn't too outrageous of a question.
Light NEWTs reading? That must have meant the other girl was a seventh year. "Are you dreading your exams at the end of they year?" K dreaded the idea of them already, and she was what felt like EONS away from actually having to take tests, so she couldn't imagine how someone who had to take them the end of the current school year would feel. "Also, if I'm bothering you, please feel free to tell me to buzz off."
Jillian usually just opens her book and attempt to study but ends up not doing that. She would mostly snack and then forget that she was suppose to study. Oh well. She is trying to prepare a little bit early than usual so that her last 3 months would be more chill. She remembers her OWLs, she was cramming some of the subjects last minute. It did not feel very good. She doesn't want that to happen with NEWTs.
Speaking of snacking, she does have lollipops in her bag. She took them out casually as the girl spoke. "He usually likes it if I write to him first." that way he would know Jillian is still alive. "Yes, we live in the UK. He works at the Ministry" she nodded "how about your parents?" adding to the conversation as she opened her hand in front of her. In her palm was 4 different flavors of lollipop: strawberry, milk vanilla, blueberry and matcha. "Pick one.... or two" she chuckled. Yes, it was okay to pick two since she had more where that came from.
Dread? Dread was an understatement. NEWTs are a different kind of difficulty compared to OWLs, she assumed. Plus most of the adults she talked to did confirm that NEWTs were a little bit different. Hence, the name= Nastily and Exhausting. "Just wanting to prepare because I'm not a big fan of cramming." this is very true. She hated it, even the idea of it. Eww. "what year are you in?" she looked like around 4th or 5th year. She could be here studying for her OWLs.
please feel free to tell me to buzz off.
She chuckled because Jillian knew she wouldn't study in the first place so why does she even bother with the opened book in front of her. Jillian looked at Kimmie and shakes her head softly "buzz off? That would be un-prefect of me" technically, head girl but still the same. "I can help you with homework". Yes, that would make her day less boring.
Jillian usually just opens her book and attempt to study but ends up not doing that. She would mostly snack and then forget that she was suppose to study. Oh well. She is trying to prepare a little bit early than usual so that her last 3 months would be more chill. She remembers her OWLs, she was cramming some of the subjects last minute. It did not feel very good. She doesn't want that to happen with NEWTs.
Speaking of snacking, she does have lollipops in her bag. She took them out casually as the girl spoke. "He usually likes it if I write to him first." that way he would know Jillian is still alive. "Yes, we live in the UK. He works at the Ministry" she nodded "how about your parents?" adding to the conversation as she opened her hand in front of her. In her palm was 4 different flavors of lollipop: strawberry, milk vanilla, blueberry and matcha. "Pick one.... or two" she chuckled. Yes, it was okay to pick two since she had more where that came from.
Dread? Dread was an understatement. NEWTs are a different kind of difficulty compared to OWLs, she assumed. Plus most of the adults she talked to did confirm that NEWTs were a little bit different. Hence, the name= Nastily and Exhausting. "Just wanting to prepare because I'm not a big fan of cramming." this is very true. She hated it, even the idea of it. Eww. "what year are you in?" she looked like around 4th or 5th year. She could be here studying for her OWLs.
please feel free to tell me to buzz off.
She chuckled because Jillian knew she wouldn't study in the first place so why does she even bother with the opened book in front of her. Jillian looked at Kimmie and shakes her head softly "buzz off? That would be un-prefect of me" technically, head girl but still the same. "I can help you with homework". Yes, that would make her day less boring.
K nodded as the older girl spoke, nodding her head. Parents usually did like to be reached out to first, it also gave them a feeling of not nagging. At least, that was how it seemed to go with her parents. Though her radio silence never seemed to deter them from nagging anyways. Ahh, a ministry worker! "That's cool! My older sister works at the ministry as well." Her parents? "My dad is in muggle law enforcement and my Mom teaches at a Wizardry primary school in Alaska in the States." Fairly boring jobs.
And then Jillian was offering her lollipops? She was a glutton for all food, so K smiled her thanks and reached forward to select a green one. "Thank you."
So spreading out her studying throughout the year definitely seemed like the smartest option to K. She'd like to think she'd do the same next year in order to not drown -- but in all honesty, it was probably lucky if she ended up studying at all. "Sounds like the smartest course of action. Gives you more time to ask questions too on if there is anything you are unsure of." Start early and more chance of understanding more fully. "I'm a fourth year. So, thankfully it's not my OWL year quite yet."
K smiled at her, trying to convey her appreciation for humoring her in conversation and being so genuinely nice about it as well. Un - prefectly? "How do you like being a prefect?" K would imagine it could get exhausting, but who knew?
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K nodded as the older girl spoke, nodding her head. Parents usually did like to be reached out to first, it also gave them a feeling of not nagging. At least, that was how it seemed to go with her parents. Though her radio silence never seemed to deter them from nagging anyways. Ahh, a ministry worker! "That's cool! My older sister works at the ministry as well." Her parents? "My dad is in muggle law enforcement and my Mom teaches at a Wizardry primary school in Alaska in the States." Fairly boring jobs.
And then Jillian was offering her lollipops? She was a glutton for all food, so K smiled her thanks and reached forward to select a green one. "Thank you."
So spreading out her studying throughout the year definitely seemed like the smartest option to K. She'd like to think she'd do the same next year in order to not drown -- but in all honesty, it was probably lucky if she ended up studying at all. "Sounds like the smartest course of action. Gives you more time to ask questions too on if there is anything you are unsure of." Start early and more chance of understanding more fully. "I'm a fourth year. So, thankfully it's not my OWL year quite yet."
K smiled at her, trying to convey her appreciation for humoring her in conversation and being so genuinely nice about it as well. Un - prefectly? "How do you like being a prefect?" K would imagine it could get exhausting, but who knew?
Jillian doesn't mind writing first but it is more of what she to write about that's the problem. She can't write the same thing every year, she at least needs to put other remarkable things in this letter like new professors and if she has new friends that she would tell him about. Jillian is not much of the talkative type.... even in letters and it shows. "Oh really? That's really awesome. I interned for the ministry about 2 summers ago. I was assigned at Magical Creatures." she shared. Small bit. "What department is your sister?" who knows, it could be a small world. Her sister might be working with her father. "OOOHHH~ best of both worlds, eh" she nodded. "D-do you also live in the UK? Or uhmmm.... Alaska?"
She smiled as the Hufflepuff took two of her lollipops. That's nice, that's how Jillian do when she bonds, she offers them food because it makes it easier and less awkward to her. She would have baked cupcakes today but she felt a bit lazy. "If you run out don't hesitate, I have the entire pack inside my bag" she smiled as she opened the strawberry flavor one.
Ahhh, fourth year. She hopes that the Hufflepuff will enjoy her fourth year. "I think so" she grinned "How's fourth year so far?" as long as she's not breaking any rules within the school then all is okay.
"prefect is really nice" honestly she doesn't really know how she feels. Jillian is not one for superiority or tags or anything but she does appreciate that the professors including Headmaster Trent trusts her with this. "I mean... I try my best." and she always see that to be the most important thing.
Jillian doesn't mind writing first but it is more of what she to write about that's the problem. She can't write the same thing every year, she at least needs to put other remarkable things in this letter like new professors and if she has new friends that she would tell him about. Jillian is not much of the talkative type.... even in letters and it shows. "Oh really? That's really awesome. I interned for the ministry about 2 summers ago. I was assigned at Magical Creatures." she shared. Small bit. "What department is your sister?" who knows, it could be a small world. Her sister might be working with her father. "OOOHHH~ best of both worlds, eh" she nodded. "D-do you also live in the UK? Or uhmmm.... Alaska?"
She smiled as the Hufflepuff took two of her lollipops. That's nice, that's how Jillian do when she bonds, she offers them food because it makes it easier and less awkward to her. She would have baked cupcakes today but she felt a bit lazy. "If you run out don't hesitate, I have the entire pack inside my bag" she smiled as she opened the strawberry flavor one.
Ahhh, fourth year. She hopes that the Hufflepuff will enjoy her fourth year. "I think so" she grinned "How's fourth year so far?" as long as she's not breaking any rules within the school then all is okay.
"prefect is really nice" honestly she doesn't really know how she feels. Jillian is not one for superiority or tags or anything but she does appreciate that the professors including Headmaster Trent trusts her with this. "I mean... I try my best." and she always see that to be the most important thing.
Oooooh, an internship at the Ministry? That was a super cool experience! And an even cooler idea for the Ministry to actually OFFER that. "Did you enjoy the internship? And was that a field you're interested in?" Because as a Seventh year, K realized Jillian was probably actually at the stage where she was figuring out where to go next from here. Which, hopefully she was excited about that prospect! She screwed up her face for a moment as she thought on it, "I think she was in the Minister's office or something? I can't REALLY remember though... My other sister is applying there soon too. Who knows where she will end up." Actually, probably magical creatures if there was anything intern level. Naia loved animals of all kinds.
K grinned when she Jillian commented on best of both worlds, nodding her head slightly. "Yeah, kind of. It's kind of peculiar though too. My mom is Muggleborn but decided to go ahead and pursue a career in the Wizarding World", not that that was the weird part, "But my dad was actually a Pureblood and didn't really know anything." But still, Dad was the one who ended up working in the muggle world. He did really seem to love his job though, and K liked the fact that as of now he was mainly on desk duty so not really in any kind of dangerous positions. "Majority of my family is still in Alaska, but I am staying with my sister Naia in London for part of the summers so that I qualified to be a student here."
The Hufflepuff grinned at Jillian as she offered that she had more if she finished the lollipops, "Thanks! That's really nice of you."
Prefect was nice? Well that was good! K wondered how long she had been in the position for. She wished she had actually decided to read up more about Hogwarts so that she knew the different positions and everything. "What's your favorite, and least favorite, part of your position?"
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Oooooh, an internship at the Ministry? That was a super cool experience! And an even cooler idea for the Ministry to actually OFFER that. "Did you enjoy the internship? And was that a field you're interested in?" Because as a Seventh year, K realized Jillian was probably actually at the stage where she was figuring out where to go next from here. Which, hopefully she was excited about that prospect! She screwed up her face for a moment as she thought on it, "I think she was in the Minister's office or something? I can't REALLY remember though... My other sister is applying there soon too. Who knows where she will end up." Actually, probably magical creatures if there was anything intern level. Naia loved animals of all kinds.
K grinned when she Jillian commented on best of both worlds, nodding her head slightly. "Yeah, kind of. It's kind of peculiar though too. My mom is Muggleborn but decided to go ahead and pursue a career in the Wizarding World", not that that was the weird part, "But my dad was actually a Pureblood and didn't really know anything." But still, Dad was the one who ended up working in the muggle world. He did really seem to love his job though, and K liked the fact that as of now he was mainly on desk duty so not really in any kind of dangerous positions. "Majority of my family is still in Alaska, but I am staying with my sister Naia in London for part of the summers so that I qualified to be a student here."
The Hufflepuff grinned at Jillian as she offered that she had more if she finished the lollipops, "Thanks! That's really nice of you."
Prefect was nice? Well that was good! K wondered how long she had been in the position for. She wished she had actually decided to read up more about Hogwarts so that she knew the different positions and everything. "What's your favorite, and least favorite, part of your position?"
Enjoy? She loved being an intern at the time. A noticeable smile appeared on her lips as she remembered the things she did there 2 summers ago. "It was a great experience. I still have that ministry letter signed by Minister Hollingberry as a remembrance" she hasn't really met the man personally but her father works for him in Level 1 and he has told her that he was a nice man. Quite funny too. She really did want to meet him during that time. "I'm really fond of magical and mundane creatures but my passion has always been in Potions." she added. "Oh nice, my dad works there too" maybe her sister does know her father. "Best of luck for your other sister." was applying really hard? Jillian haven't thought about it which is kind of terrifying because after this year this new step to adulthood will be her worry.
Whaaaaat? Wait. She has to process this one first. So muggle born mum ends up in wizarding world and pureblood dad ends up working in muggle world. "I mean wow" she spoke up. "Well i think they have gotten used to the transition?" especially with her father. "I think that's inspiring... to go beyond your potential." she shrugged. Jillian is half blood but was raised by her pureblood father so she doesn't know the first thing about the muggle world to say the least.
And as for her residency in London "That's nice, we should hangout when summer comes..." she added a soft smile. You know, after she goes to university or something.
Kimmie's question about prefects made her chuckle. For one it sounds like a yearbook interview she had and two, she sees potential in her. Who knows, 2 to 3 years from now this kid will get a badge herself. "I'm going to say what i said in the yearbook..." she started "best part is the bathroom" nod nod. "the least fave is it holds a responsibility" well, at least to her. "Do you aim in such accolades someday?" she asked
Enjoy? She loved being an intern at the time. A noticeable smile appeared on her lips as she remembered the things she did there 2 summers ago. "It was a great experience. I still have that ministry letter signed by Minister Hollingberry as a remembrance" she hasn't really met the man personally but her father works for him in Level 1 and he has told her that he was a nice man. Quite funny too. She really did want to meet him during that time. "I'm really fond of magical and mundane creatures but my passion has always been in Potions." she added. "Oh nice, my dad works there too" maybe her sister does know her father. "Best of luck for your other sister." was applying really hard? Jillian haven't thought about it which is kind of terrifying because after this year this new step to adulthood will be her worry.
Whaaaaat? Wait. She has to process this one first. So muggle born mum ends up in wizarding world and pureblood dad ends up working in muggle world. "I mean wow" she spoke up. "Well i think they have gotten used to the transition?" especially with her father. "I think that's inspiring... to go beyond your potential." she shrugged. Jillian is half blood but was raised by her pureblood father so she doesn't know the first thing about the muggle world to say the least.
And as for her residency in London "That's nice, we should hangout when summer comes..." she added a soft smile. You know, after she goes to university or something.
Kimmie's question about prefects made her chuckle. For one it sounds like a yearbook interview she had and two, she sees potential in her. Who knows, 2 to 3 years from now this kid will get a badge herself. "I'm going to say what i said in the yearbook..." she started "best part is the bathroom" nod nod. "the least fave is it holds a responsibility" well, at least to her. "Do you aim in such accolades someday?" she asked
Considering how her face kind of lit up, apparently the older girl really had enjoyed the internship. Which also made sense though, because it did sound like an amazing experience. To actually be able to get real world type of experience during the summer; to get a chance to explore something you might want to choose as a career before you were out of school and had to choose SOMETHING sounded like a genius idea. K wondered if the ministry would continue to open up for experiences like that to make world after Hogwarts seem a fraction less... terrifying. "What an amazing memento!" A letter signed by the actual Minister? "Are you planning on pursuing something in potions after you graduate then?" AND her dad actually worked in the same department as Regina? "I'll have to ask her." Just out of curiousity. "And thanks! Naia will probably be fine, she's just nervous because she took some time to 'find herself' after school and travel."
Kimmie couldn't help but feel a small burst of pride for her parents at the older girl's words. They had done well for themselves it seemed, and they both had faced adversary and come out stronger. And they both seemed genuinely happy in their careers. "Thanks. I think it's pretty cool too..." Even if her family life wasn't perfect she was pretty happy to still be their daughter.
Her face broke into a grin when Jillian suggested they hang out over the summer, and K nodded her head enthusiastically. "Yes! That'd be fun!"
The best part was the bathroom? K tilted her head slightly, "Prefects have their own bathroom?" That definitely sounded awesome. Less sharing with the rest of the student body? Sign her up! Although, responsibility definitely was a big thing. "That makes sense. Do you find people find you a lot more intimidating from the badge?" Because really, she seemed really nice, but K wondered if authority made other people kind of scared of her.
Wait. Did she just ask if K was interested in being a Prefect? The puff just blinked for a minute, trying to figure out the best way to answer without really having to outright say that she got into a fair bit of trouble herself at her last school, so her ever being Prefect potential was probably out of the question. But she was trying to turn over a new leaf, so with a slight sigh K decided to just be honest about it regardless. "Well, as nice as it would be giving my parents a letter from school for something good I probably wouldn't be very good at responsibility or being an example for younger kids. I got into trouble a bit at Ilvermony..." But she looked up and added quickly, "I am trying to be better here though, of course."
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Considering how her face kind of lit up, apparently the older girl really had enjoyed the internship. Which also made sense though, because it did sound like an amazing experience. To actually be able to get real world type of experience during the summer; to get a chance to explore something you might want to choose as a career before you were out of school and had to choose SOMETHING sounded like a genius idea. K wondered if the ministry would continue to open up for experiences like that to make world after Hogwarts seem a fraction less... terrifying. "What an amazing memento!" A letter signed by the actual Minister? "Are you planning on pursuing something in potions after you graduate then?" AND her dad actually worked in the same department as Regina? "I'll have to ask her." Just out of curiousity. "And thanks! Naia will probably be fine, she's just nervous because she took some time to 'find herself' after school and travel."
Kimmie couldn't help but feel a small burst of pride for her parents at the older girl's words. They had done well for themselves it seemed, and they both had faced adversary and come out stronger. And they both seemed genuinely happy in their careers. "Thanks. I think it's pretty cool too..." Even if her family life wasn't perfect she was pretty happy to still be their daughter.
Her face broke into a grin when Jillian suggested they hang out over the summer, and K nodded her head enthusiastically. "Yes! That'd be fun!"
The best part was the bathroom? K tilted her head slightly, "Prefects have their own bathroom?" That definitely sounded awesome. Less sharing with the rest of the student body? Sign her up! Although, responsibility definitely was a big thing. "That makes sense. Do you find people find you a lot more intimidating from the badge?" Because really, she seemed really nice, but K wondered if authority made other people kind of scared of her.
Wait. Did she just ask if K was interested in being a Prefect? The puff just blinked for a minute, trying to figure out the best way to answer without really having to outright say that she got into a fair bit of trouble herself at her last school, so her ever being Prefect potential was probably out of the question. But she was trying to turn over a new leaf, so with a slight sigh K decided to just be honest about it regardless. "Well, as nice as it would be giving my parents a letter from school for something good I probably wouldn't be very good at responsibility or being an example for younger kids. I got into trouble a bit at Ilvermony..." But she looked up and added quickly, "I am trying to be better here though, of course."
Somehow when you are a kid, it feels like interning or any form of job feels like an accomplishment for you. Jillian sort of felt that. That kind of responsibility she has that has something to do with her and the company she is working with. In a way, that somehow sum up what she felt like working in the Ministry. To act like an adult and do adult work things even though she didn't do much. It was mostly supervised. As for pursuing Potions she nodded with no hesitation to the Hufflepuff. "I'd want to. My mother is a Potioneer" and her father was good at it too despite pursuing dragonology later but mostly because she felt like this was the one thing that makes her really close to her mother. Bleh, that was a topic for a different day.
'find herself' after school and travel. Her aunt actually did the same thing and she understands this concept. "Yeah it can be nerve-wracking especially when you are so used to the rest" she meant the travelling and the finding herself part. "i think she'll do awesome" Jillian added.
"pretty amazing" she chuckled as she looked at Kimmie. It is still awesome what her parents did. And by the looks of it the Hufflepuff girl is proud of her parents too. Jillian bobbed her head when Kimmie agreed that they should meet up during the summer. Yes, please. She will definitely take her up on that offer.
Another nod for the question about the bathroom. "On the fifth floor" that's where the bathroom is located and that's the best part. They have their mini tub in that place. They can basically have their own pool party.... but you know.... no. She took time to give her an answer on her question but she knows the badge doesn't make you intimidating. At least for her it doesn't. So she shook her head "not really. I mean, if you want to then I guess you can but not for me." she chuckled under her breath. She's very chill and she's not the type to micromanage everything and anything.
Oh my. She got in trouble in her previous school? Jillian is intrigued but of course she didn't want to pry. They just met and it can be a sensitive topic, especially if she is trying to better herself here at Hogwarts. Jillian listened though. "It's great that you are taking that step for yourself." Kimmie has always been nice here. So far her name hasn't come up with any of her fellow prefects so that is a great sign. "Be the change that you wish to see in the world." aaaand she quoted Gandhi. She smiled with a soft chuckle because it sounded really cheesy and especially to a fourth year too but this was the first thing that came to her mind. "you're making tons of friends here, yes?"
Somehow when you are a kid, it feels like interning or any form of job feels like an accomplishment for you. Jillian sort of felt that. That kind of responsibility she has that has something to do with her and the company she is working with. In a way, that somehow sum up what she felt like working in the Ministry. To act like an adult and do adult work things even though she didn't do much. It was mostly supervised. As for pursuing Potions she nodded with no hesitation to the Hufflepuff. "I'd want to. My mother is a Potioneer" and her father was good at it too despite pursuing dragonology later but mostly because she felt like this was the one thing that makes her really close to her mother. Bleh, that was a topic for a different day.
'find herself' after school and travel. Her aunt actually did the same thing and she understands this concept. "Yeah it can be nerve-wracking especially when you are so used to the rest" she meant the travelling and the finding herself part. "i think she'll do awesome" Jillian added.
"pretty amazing" she chuckled as she looked at Kimmie. It is still awesome what her parents did. And by the looks of it the Hufflepuff girl is proud of her parents too. Jillian bobbed her head when Kimmie agreed that they should meet up during the summer. Yes, please. She will definitely take her up on that offer.
Another nod for the question about the bathroom. "On the fifth floor" that's where the bathroom is located and that's the best part. They have their mini tub in that place. They can basically have their own pool party.... but you know.... no. She took time to give her an answer on her question but she knows the badge doesn't make you intimidating. At least for her it doesn't. So she shook her head "not really. I mean, if you want to then I guess you can but not for me." she chuckled under her breath. She's very chill and she's not the type to micromanage everything and anything.
Oh my. She got in trouble in her previous school? Jillian is intrigued but of course she didn't want to pry. They just met and it can be a sensitive topic, especially if she is trying to better herself here at Hogwarts. Jillian listened though. "It's great that you are taking that step for yourself." Kimmie has always been nice here. So far her name hasn't come up with any of her fellow prefects so that is a great sign. "Be the change that you wish to see in the world." aaaand she quoted Gandhi. She smiled with a soft chuckle because it sounded really cheesy and especially to a fourth year too but this was the first thing that came to her mind. "you're making tons of friends here, yes?"
K nodded at Jillian's quick agreement that she would be interested in exploring Potions. "Would you be able to even work with your mother?" She didn't know much about what the requirements would be for something like that, but she assumed she'd probably end up having to go to Wizarding University or something first. Although, even if they didn't have to, some people also just actually liked to study and learn more about subjects they were interested in. So she figured she should actually just go ahead and ask if there were aspirations for that as well. "Will you continue at a University after Hogwarts?"
Fifth Floor. That was nice that it was in a pretty middle spot of the castle as well since it was open to all Prefects and they were all on such opposite ends of the castle. "That's awesome! Definitely sounds like a nice perk." K fiddled with a corner of one of her books as Jillian thought on her answer. The younger girl doubted that the girl in front of her would ever be someone to try to abuse their power. Sure, she'd just met her, but so far she had been nothing but kind and offering to be helpful. Which her kind, helpful heart probably attributed to her position. K smiled and nodded as Jillian confirmed she normally didn't try to be intimidating, "I'm sure that makes you really approachable with younger students." Consider she herself had just crashed her study session.
She flushed slightly when Jillian complimented her for taking that step and she smiled almost embarrassed, "I can't take too much credit. It was a bit of a requirement for my transfer." More effort in classes and less time in detention. So far she had been holding up her end of the bargain. She giggled when the Slytherin chuckled, giving a small shrug, "I like the quote." Because someone did actually have to start the change, right? Hearing her question, she nodded enthusiastically. "Actually, yes. I'm surprised by how nice and welcoming everyone here at Hogwarts is. It's been a really nice transition."
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Islay had delicately thrust her bag on the table the moment she had found a spot to study. Hers, it wasn’t in the middle of the room, no, it was in a corner where hopefully a camera flash or two wouldn’t drive anyone absolutely mental. It had taken her more time than usual to arrive, of course, with the whole stairs being regular stairs thing.
Really, They were lucky that the moving staircases hadn’t stopped moving in precarious places – even if she had had to climb to the fifth floor, down a different set of stairs and through merlin knows how many corridors to get here. She was lucky, of course, that this was one of those places she was quite acquainted with.
“sorry everyone,” the Gryffindor thrust her hand through her hair as she tossed it into a loose bun. She was going to make her flat newt look like a studious flat newt.
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Islay had delicately thrust her bag on the table the moment she had found a spot to study. Hers, it wasn’t in the middle of the room, no, it was in a corner where hopefully a camera flash or two wouldn’t drive anyone absolutely mental. It had taken her more time than usual to arrive, of course, with the whole stairs being regular stairs thing.
Really, They were lucky that the moving staircases hadn’t stopped moving in precarious places – even if she had had to climb to the fifth floor, down a different set of stairs and through merlin knows how many corridors to get here. She was lucky, of course, that this was one of those places she was quite acquainted with.
“sorry everyone,” the Gryffindor thrust her hand through her hair as she tossed it into a loose bun. She was going to make her flat newt look like a studious flat newt.
Why was he here again? He really didn’t have a clue. There was a pile of books in front of him and one lay open but that couldn’t have anything to do with why he was in a random room, right? Blinking several times, the Ravenclaw prefect looked down at his hands, both amused and annoyed at how translucent they looked in the light of the room.
It was no use. He couldn’t just sit there in a room with no idea why he was actually there. Recognising the books were in fact his, he pulled them together in a neat pile and slid them into his backpack and turned to leave. That was until he saw a flash of light from the corner of his eye. ”Uhh…are you sure you’re supposed to be doing that in here?” he called over to Islay. Sure, he could see the Newt Sized cut out with her but this was after all a place of study. Somewhere of peace and work. A place where student’s read and crammed weeks of revision into just one night. What was he kidding, he didn’t really care that the flash was loud and distracting, he didn’t even know why he was in there in the first place.
”I haven’t even started that yet. I keep going to do it but then”, shrugging now, ”I just keep forgetting to actually do it”. He seemed to forgetting a lot lately. Weird.
When the flash went off – she let out a slight groan. Even though it was the camera in her hand doing the flashing and her fingers working the buttons. When a voice came from behind her she almost jumped as she turned and looked at the guy who had walked in. His badge made him look important, but who knew what it meant. Maybe was just a poltergeist?
Looking at the tall brunette she just shrugged her now partially translucent shoulder. “I – don’t remember if I even got...was giving” her words were failing her “if I asked. I don’t remember but I know this was important for something – you had one in class too.” She said as she looked at the boy whose name she still didn’t place.
Turning she used her camera and look a photograph of Newt – a second on. Oh so he remembered the class then? “maybe you should do it now too – I can lend you my camera?” she offered with a grin.
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When the flash went off – she let out a slight groan. Even though it was the camera in her hand doing the flashing and her fingers working the buttons. When a voice came from behind her she almost jumped as she turned and looked at the guy who had walked in. His badge made him look important, but who knew what it meant. Maybe was just a poltergeist?
Looking at the tall brunette she just shrugged her now partially translucent shoulder. “I – don’t remember if I even got...was giving” her words were failing her “if I asked. I don’t remember but I know this was important for something – you had one in class too.” She said as she looked at the boy whose name she still didn’t place.
Turning she used her camera and look a photograph of Newt – a second on. Oh so he remembered the class then? “maybe you should do it now too – I can lend you my camera?” she offered with a grin.
”Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you”,his hands up in front of him now as a small smile creeped across his partially translucent face. Maybe she thought the room was empty? Or maybe he was just being super quiet as he contemplated the meaning of his ghost like transformation, all he knew was he didn’t mean to make her jump.
And then there were her choice of words. Her brain seemed to be failing her because she was not making any sort of sense. ”Uh…homework maybe? I think”. If he was being honest, he wasn’t 100% about anything anymore. Everything just seemed like one big never-ending dream. The type where you wake up but then you realise, you’re still in a dream. It was strange and honestly quite scary at times but right now, the only thing he could really focus on was the babbling sixth year in front of him.
”I…do what?” scratching his head, he just stared at her, his mouth slightly open as his eyes met hers. ”Sorry, what were we talking about? I’m Ewan by the way”, the befuddled expression on his face now making way for a confident, friendly smile. It was after all, super important to be really friendly and make a great first impression when you met someone for the first time. Or…had he met her before?
”Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you”,his hands up in front of him now as a small smile creeped across his partially translucent face. Maybe she thought the room was empty? Or maybe he was just being super quiet as he contemplated the meaning of his ghost like transformation, all he knew was he didn’t mean to make her jump.
And then there were her choice of words. Her brain seemed to be failing her because she was not making any sort of sense. ”Uh…homework maybe? I think”. If he was being honest, he wasn’t 100% about anything anymore. Everything just seemed like one big never-ending dream. The type where you wake up but then you realise, you’re still in a dream. It was strange and honestly quite scary at times but right now, the only thing he could really focus on was the babbling sixth year in front of him.
”I…do what?” scratching his head, he just stared at her, his mouth slightly open as his eyes met hers. ”Sorry, what were we talking about? I’m Ewan by the way”, the befuddled expression on his face now making way for a confident, friendly smile. It was after all, super important to be really friendly and make a great first impression when you met someone for the first time. Or…had he met her before?
Had he scared her? She couldn’t quite remember, still, she just put a kind smile on her face as she looked over at the ... translucent person. “Its fine, I wouldn’t...I don’t remember honestly,” she shrugged her shoulder and grinned at him. Truly, the ghosting of the entire school was bewildering at best...and frightening. Couldn’t forget that one.
Right homework. “Yeah I think it was homework...or a long term project” she shrugged her shoulder and gave him a kind smile. “I was debating making name tags for everyone incase they forgot their own names” she admitted with a shrug of her shoulder.
She pointed to the doll sitting there, leaning as if it were studying. Taking the polaroid from her camera she gave it a little shake before looking down at the photo as it developed. “Does this look okay do you think?” she asked as she showed the Newt polaroid toward Ewan....oh EWAN, she knew an Ewan from classes. Groaning she just shook her head and laughed. “I knew you, I thought you were funny in Muggle Studies” she remembered and shook her head, “I’m Islay...like the Island” she added clarifying how it was pronounced while giving him a kind smile.
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Had he scared her? She couldn’t quite remember, still, she just put a kind smile on her face as she looked over at the ... translucent person. “Its fine, I wouldn’t...I don’t remember honestly,” she shrugged her shoulder and grinned at him. Truly, the ghosting of the entire school was bewildering at best...and frightening. Couldn’t forget that one.
Right homework. “Yeah I think it was homework...or a long term project” she shrugged her shoulder and gave him a kind smile. “I was debating making name tags for everyone incase they forgot their own names” she admitted with a shrug of her shoulder.
She pointed to the doll sitting there, leaning as if it were studying. Taking the polaroid from her camera she gave it a little shake before looking down at the photo as it developed. “Does this look okay do you think?” she asked as she showed the Newt polaroid toward Ewan....oh EWAN, she knew an Ewan from classes. Groaning she just shook her head and laughed. “I knew you, I thought you were funny in Muggle Studies” she remembered and shook her head, “I’m Islay...like the Island” she added clarifying how it was pronounced while giving him a kind smile.
Clearly, he wasn’t the only one having memory problems there days so the look on his face was nothing but understanding. ”I know what you mean. I spend most of my time these days with a headache just from trying to remember what I’ve spent the day doing” and as if to prove a point, he massaged his temple to try and ease the gentle throbbing that had been plaguing him for the last few days. As for the whole ghosting situation, he really didn’t know what to think about it. He felt like he should be more worried than he actually was but trying to find the energy to actually worry about it was the issue. He was and quite honestly, he just didn’t have time. L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.
He was about to make a remark about the homework when she distracted him with the whole name forgetting situation. ”Uhh…what? People have actually been forgetting names? I thought it was just sort of…short term?”, the crease on his forehead slightly deeper than it had previously been. No one had to him that it also affected his long-term memory too! ”Islay…yeah…”, his reply quiet as he considered all of the things and people he could possibly be forgetting at this very moment! Should he be writing everything down just in case he ends up forgetting everything?! What if he woke up one day not recognising Hogwarts!!! He wasn’t sure what was worse about that idea, forgetting the magic world he’d grown to love and reply on or thinking his father was still alive. Both seemed just as horrifying as the other and neither were really practical.
Was he starting to panic a little? Sure, you could say that but he did his best not to show this to Islay. ”Oh…thanks. I mean, yeah, I’m glad you did. Yeah…”. Maybe he would have complemented her memes if he was in his right mind but right now, all he could do was visualise various disastrous scenarios. Talk about being dramatic.
That look of understanding was one of the most comforting things that Islay had seen all day...or well, she thought it was. She couldn’t exactly remember but a part of her kenw she hadn’t been able to see her usual comfort thing – cruppies. “Thank you for understanding, and I’m sorry about the headaches...” she paused for a second as she leaned against the work table behind her as he rubbed his head. “do you need meds, I brought a like year supply of migraine meds, maybe it’ll help?” she offered as she reached into her bag and pulled a bottle of the mundane muggle meds, after all, they kind of seemed to understand them.
She shrugged her shoulder, “well...it is, if you just met someone you could easily forget their name” she shrugged, “I mean...its a bit weird to just meet someone this far into the school year though” she postulated as she shrugged her shoulder and grinned at him. “I don’t think we’ll forget the big things,...i know I know I won’t forget about my family things,” she wasn’t going to go into it, but it wasn’t a big secret that she had a messy issue with her family. She looked up at him, “I’ve been thinking that this memory thing is suspicious, and have been starting to suspect that weather guy” she admitted as she stood there with the Prefect. RIGHT THAT’S WHAT HE WAS.
“sorry about the name thing, I’ve just...always been rubbish with names” she admitted with a small smile. It wasn’t a memory poof thing, it was a I’m just bad at this thing, and it had apparently been something that her own aunt’s brain had done too? Listing off nearly every possible name before coming to the right one half of the time. “I once called my dad our dogs name” she admitted with a laugh. The honey eyed brunette just looked at the seventh year and frowned slightly, “do you need to sit down?” she asked, concern practically coming off of her in waves, “you look like you might be having a panic attack, I get them...” she added the last bit as reassurance as she reached into her bag and pulled out a small smooth stone, “take this, rub your finger on the divot there when you feel all anxious and stuff...its calming, it should be.”
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That look of understanding was one of the most comforting things that Islay had seen all day...or well, she thought it was. She couldn’t exactly remember but a part of her kenw she hadn’t been able to see her usual comfort thing – cruppies. “Thank you for understanding, and I’m sorry about the headaches...” she paused for a second as she leaned against the work table behind her as he rubbed his head. “do you need meds, I brought a like year supply of migraine meds, maybe it’ll help?” she offered as she reached into her bag and pulled a bottle of the mundane muggle meds, after all, they kind of seemed to understand them.
She shrugged her shoulder, “well...it is, if you just met someone you could easily forget their name” she shrugged, “I mean...its a bit weird to just meet someone this far into the school year though” she postulated as she shrugged her shoulder and grinned at him. “I don’t think we’ll forget the big things,...i know I know I won’t forget about my family things,” she wasn’t going to go into it, but it wasn’t a big secret that she had a messy issue with her family. She looked up at him, “I’ve been thinking that this memory thing is suspicious, and have been starting to suspect that weather guy” she admitted as she stood there with the Prefect. RIGHT THAT’S WHAT HE WAS.
“sorry about the name thing, I’ve just...always been rubbish with names” she admitted with a small smile. It wasn’t a memory poof thing, it was a I’m just bad at this thing, and it had apparently been something that her own aunt’s brain had done too? Listing off nearly every possible name before coming to the right one half of the time. “I once called my dad our dogs name” she admitted with a laugh. The honey eyed brunette just looked at the seventh year and frowned slightly, “do you need to sit down?” she asked, concern practically coming off of her in waves, “you look like you might be having a panic attack, I get them...” she added the last bit as reassurance as she reached into her bag and pulled out a small smooth stone, “take this, rub your finger on the divot there when you feel all anxious and stuff...its calming, it should be.”
If he was being honest, most of the children in the school would have understood where she was coming from but he knew not all of them would have been so forgiving. He’d met a few people who hadn’t taken well to his forgetfulness of late so it wasn’t really a surprise that she had in fact thanked him. For him though, being a little considerate was just who he was. ”I mean, it’s not your fault”. No, it was one hundred percent the fault of that stupid storm or the castle. Either way, it didn’t seem like it had something to do with a single student. As for her offer to help with his headache, he just gave his head a small shake and smiled at her ”Nah, I’ll just try and wait this out. I mean, hopefully it’ll go soon anyway” although even as he said it, he knew that that was a lie. It was here to stay for the time being and there was no getting rid of it. Not without magic at least. Besides, he didn’t really accept medication from other people. You know, for safety reasons. Not that he didn’t trust her of course!
Oh. Yes. Being here for so long, he did sometimes take for granted that not everyone had been as lucky as he was. Not everyone got the chance to spend seven years at the finest magical school in the wizarding world. ”Oh, right. Yeah. Good point”. A smile would have been spreading across his face now had it not been for the overarching sense of dread at the idea of forgetting about his father and Hogwarts. Giving her a small nod and a forced chuckle, he jammed his hands into his pockets and clenched them tight as he took another deep breath. ”I’m fine” was all he could say as he stood there, his nails now digging into his palms. He wasn’t having a panic attack, was he? No. Not right now. Not without Beth…
Blinking slightly, the Ravenclaw prefect froze, his train of thought a complete car crash as the name of his ex fluttered in and out of his brain. Where did that come from? It must have just been because she was always there for him whenever he’d had a panic attack before. Yeah. A reassuring face. That was all it was.
Focusing now on the conversation at hand, he forced one of his hands to unclench and pulled it out of his pocket and stretched it towards her palm up so that he could accept the stone.
”Thanks. Does it actually work?”
He’d never actually tried anything like this before but it couldn’t hurt, right?
Truly, the people that weren’t understanding about him, or anyone being forgetful when it seemed to be going around the school were...well, she didn’t even want to think what she would call them. Being considerate was the decent thing. Islay respected that, and if she had known Ewan better, she would have probably thanked him for being a decent human and not one of those run of the mill bargain basement blokes that seemed to little the halls of Hogwarts. What? She didn’t really have the best track record with knowing nice people unless you thought of the people she considered her friends. “Oh, I know,” she shrugged, “but it’s the nice thing to do – I get them too so I’d always try and be helpful about it” she admitted with a soft smile. Of course, he didn’t have to take the meds – even if it were just a box of unopened meds. It was still smart. “if it helps – sometimes pressing on the bridge of the nose has helped for me...at least with releasing pressure” she gave him a soft smile. It was a-okay if he didn’t trust her.
He was lucky to have been able to spend all this time here, she would have both loved and hated it herself. Still, if she had been here there was a chance that everything would be so different now and some people may never have become friends and we wouldn’t want that. Still, as she stood there the empathetic Gryffindor felt like the prefect needed support. Maybe not her support, but that was the thing, she was there. “well, if you aren’t...I get it” she spoke so softly it was almost inaudible.
When he reached out his hand she couldn’t help but notice the slight half-moon shaped indentations of fingernails. She didn’t say anything, knowing full well that she too clenched her hands so tightly whenever she had her own panic attacks. “I find it does,” she admitted softly, as she placed the cold smooth stone into his outstretched palm. “also uh...if you need it I’d offer you some of the tea blend I make – its basically a mix of lemon, lavender, and chamomile” she admitted with a grin. After all, she always was the type to want to help people whenever she saw them going through pain. No matter if she knew what it was.
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Truly, the people that weren’t understanding about him, or anyone being forgetful when it seemed to be going around the school were...well, she didn’t even want to think what she would call them. Being considerate was the decent thing. Islay respected that, and if she had known Ewan better, she would have probably thanked him for being a decent human and not one of those run of the mill bargain basement blokes that seemed to little the halls of Hogwarts. What? She didn’t really have the best track record with knowing nice people unless you thought of the people she considered her friends. “Oh, I know,” she shrugged, “but it’s the nice thing to do – I get them too so I’d always try and be helpful about it” she admitted with a soft smile. Of course, he didn’t have to take the meds – even if it were just a box of unopened meds. It was still smart. “if it helps – sometimes pressing on the bridge of the nose has helped for me...at least with releasing pressure” she gave him a soft smile. It was a-okay if he didn’t trust her.
He was lucky to have been able to spend all this time here, she would have both loved and hated it herself. Still, if she had been here there was a chance that everything would be so different now and some people may never have become friends and we wouldn’t want that. Still, as she stood there the empathetic Gryffindor felt like the prefect needed support. Maybe not her support, but that was the thing, she was there. “well, if you aren’t...I get it” she spoke so softly it was almost inaudible.
When he reached out his hand she couldn’t help but notice the slight half-moon shaped indentations of fingernails. She didn’t say anything, knowing full well that she too clenched her hands so tightly whenever she had her own panic attacks. “I find it does,” she admitted softly, as she placed the cold smooth stone into his outstretched palm. “also uh...if you need it I’d offer you some of the tea blend I make – its basically a mix of lemon, lavender, and chamomile” she admitted with a grin. After all, she always was the type to want to help people whenever she saw them going through pain. No matter if she knew what it was.
The frown that now resided on his face was more due to the throbbing than anything Islay had said. If anything, he would usually have smiled at her for being so kind and offering him some medication. Part of him felt a little self-conscious about the fact that he was now walking around with a frown again but this time, he really couldn’t help it. It was almost like toothache. A pain that was just always there on the precipice of his consciousness, poking and prodding his every waking thought but never truly enough to cripple him.
It wasn’t exactly that he didn’t trust her though. It was just that he simply didn’t know her all that well apart from the odd interaction in lessons. This wasn’t entirely surprising though. There were people in his own year who he’d actually known from his first year who he didn’t actually know. They were just names to the faces of people who he didn’t really talk to. ”Migraines really are a pain. I mean, they just make it so hard to think”, his voice quiet now as a hand came up to the bridge of his nose. He sort of felt a little stupid rubbing the bridge of his nose but why not try?
Had his head not been pounding to he beat of an unknown drum and bass song, he might have actually had a chance of hearing her softly spoken words of comfort but right now, that was not possible. Instead, he simply gazed down at the smooth, weird shaped rock that she had given him in curiosity. What was it that seemed to help? Did it have some unknown minerals inside that released something into the air? Was it simply the action of keeping ones mind busy and focusing on something? He really had no idea when it come to there weird homebrew methods. Part of him was almost tempted to go look for a book in the library about such methods but another part, a more lazy part of him simply wanted to run off to the prefects bathroom and bathe in silence.
”Tea? Uh…”. Pausing for a second, the prefect actually smiled briefly as he looked into the warm eyes of the sixth year lion in front of him. She was a little different. Weird but in a friendly sort of way. ”Sure, I could go for a cup of tea I guess. I mean, it’s not like it could make it worse” or at least, he hoped it wouldn’t. That, he could no cope with.
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