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**Wilber Winterbottom** · #1 (**permalink**) 12-26-2022, 05:42 AM

If you are eager to see, be seen, and get to London first, then the front passenger cars of the train are for you. Just like the other cars, a long corridor provides access to the many compartments, each labelled with a letter, available for you and your friends to hunker down in until the train has come to a complete stop. Cushioned seats and large windows, allowing perfect views of the British scenery on your journey, await.

Well, what are you waiting for? Slide open a compartment door and make yourself at home. Place any of your belongings not in the luggage car on the racks above you. Chat with your friends about what your summer plans, enjoy munching on the snacks you bought from the trolley lady, get ahead of the game by exchanging addresses, or take a long nap as the train travels over numerous hills and mountainsides. Whatever you do, exhibit your best behaviour -- the prefects will be regularly patrolling the corridors and poking their heads inside your compartment to make sure you are doing so.

MadMadamMalfoy · 08-06-2023, 07:27 PM

Another term had come and gone. Desiree couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy as she stared out the train window at the castle growing smaller and smaller. But she didn’t dwell on it for long. There was plenty to look forward to this summer! She had her summer job, and the annual Marchand family trip to France. Hopefully she’d also find a decent healer internship program or some volunteer work too! First things first, she had a special surprise to give a special friend, and she only had until the train arrived in London to do it!

Balancing a tray of cookies (vanilla macarons decorated to look like the rose in a bell jar from Beauty and the Beast) with one hand, she opened the door to the nearest compartment and peered inside. Good, it was empty! Not that she was averse to company, but she was looking for a quiet place to drop off her cat. She gently set the cat basket on the nearest seat, beaming at the sleeping sphinx cat inside. As if on cue, Mo opened his mismatched eyes, sat up, and stretched with a mrrp. “Sorry, Mo,” Desiree whispered. “Didn't mean to wake you!”

The cat pawed at the cookie tray, and Desiree giggled. “Those aren’t for you! But you can come with me to find Mouse.” She turned away, holding the compartment door open a moment for the cat to follow her out if he wanted.

sweetpinkpixie · 08-07-2023, 02:48 PM

Somewhere between licorice wand number...10? 15? Certainly nothing higher than 20! Anyway, somewhere between some moderately impressive number of licorice wands and the sun peeking up over the horizon...she should have realized that she was destined to be EXHAUSTED this journey back to London. She just hadn't realized HOW tired. She also probably should have asked Daniel for advice on what to do with left over stock in her pseudo rainbow business...because her solution had been to use it all up. Which meant that the Hufflepuffle common room had been filled with bubbles that had a soft translucent rainbow color gradient to them for a couple of hours and a whoooooole bunch of tasting of the rainbow with the little packets of muggle candies she had left. She did, of course, try to save as many lime ones as she could for a very important purpose...but she also ate a fair few of them too because they were delicious.

In any case, even her curls were a bit droopy as she climbed aboard the Hogwarts Express and dragged her feet to find a compartment to sit in. Usually she had both arms linked up with SOMEONE, but today she had just tried her best to get her trunk on to the the train. Yawning nice and big, Anna did offer a small but sincere wave to people she passed before she stepped into a compartment and flopped face first on to one of the seats. It took very little time for her to fall asleep once she had done so and even less time to curl up into a kitten-like ball on said seat. Thankfully she was not a snorer or this may have been embarrassing.

Felixir · 08-07-2023, 04:09 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Somewhere between licorice wand number...10? 15? Certainly nothing higher than 20! Anyway, somewhere between some moderately impressive number of licorice wands and the sun peeking up over the horizon...she should have realized that she was destined to be EXHAUSTED this journey back to London. She just hadn't realized HOW tired. She also probably should have asked Daniel for advice on what to do with left over stock in her pseudo rainbow business...because her solution had been to use it all up. Which meant that the Hufflepuffle common room had been filled with bubbles that had a soft translucent rainbow color gradient to them for a couple of hours and a whoooooole bunch of tasting of the rainbow with the little packets of muggle candies she had left. She did, of course, try to save as many lime ones as she could for a very important purpose...but she also ate a fair few of them too because they were delicious.

In any case, even her curls were a bit droopy as she climbed aboard the Hogwarts Express and dragged her feet to find a compartment to sit in. Usually she had both arms linked up with SOMEONE, but today she had just tried her best to get her trunk on to the the train. Yawning nice and big, Anna did offer a small but sincere wave to people she passed before she stepped into a compartment and flopped face first on to one of the seats. It took very little time for her to fall asleep once she had done so and even less time to curl up into a kitten-like ball on said seat. Thankfully she was not a snorer or this may have been embarrassing.

Ramsay hadn't actually intended to stop at this compartment. Actually, he'd been determined to seek out an empty compartment as soon as he could, knowing just how many other students would be doing the same thing. But that required getting to the train along with the first batch of students, and Ramsay had sort of failed on the 'being organised' front. It was way easier on the way to school, with the Stemp House stuff chivvying all the kids along and providing that necessary pressure into finding some hustle.

Long story short, he'd arrived with the bulk of the students, and knew almost immediately he'd have no luck, but had been searching for that elusive empty compartment anyway, up and down, up and down. When Ramsay came upon this sight yet again, he decided he was better off cutting his losses, and slid his way inside.

He sat down opposite Anna Walles and considered her for a moment. The kind thing could be to let her sleep, but he wanted to put his feet up. Also, he was already bored, in the way he obviously wouldn't have been had he been sitting on his own, and also it struck him how weird it was to just be sitting here while she slept. So Ramsay stretched out his foot, toe-poked her knee, and loudly whispered as though that wasn't counterintuitive in actively waking someone up. "Oi. I'm sitting here too, that alright?"

Chelliephone · 08-08-2023, 02:36 AM

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Another term had come and gone. Desiree couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy as she stared out the train window at the castle growing smaller and smaller. But she didn’t dwell on it for long. There was plenty to look forward to this summer! She had her summer job, and the annual Marchand family trip to France. Hopefully she’d also find a decent healer internship program or some volunteer work too! First things first, she had a special surprise to give a special friend, and she only had until the train arrived in London to do it!

Balancing a tray of cookies (vanilla macarons decorated to look like the rose in a bell jar from Beauty and the Beast) with one hand, she opened the door to the nearest compartment and peered inside. Good, it was empty! Not that she was averse to company, but she was looking for a quiet place to drop off her cat. She gently set the cat basket on the nearest seat, beaming at the sleeping sphinx cat inside. As if on cue, Mo opened his mismatched eyes, sat up, and stretched with a mrrp. “Sorry, Mo,” Desiree whispered. “Didn't mean to wake you!”

The cat pawed at the cookie tray, and Desiree giggled. “Those aren’t for you! But you can come with me to find Mouse.” She turned away, holding the compartment door open a moment for the cat to follow her out if he wanted.

She'd been dallying a bit on the platform to board the train in the little village, every once in awhile staring back at Hogwarts looming in the background. She would probably make her way to Hogsmeade at least a few times over the year - see her friends not yet graduated as well as her younger sister - but she couldn't fathom a reason Mouse would ever need to go to the castle itself again. She was feeling a little bittersweet on that fact, despite the fact she had not been here long.

But finally, majority of the students had boarded which meant she too would have too. Giving a small wave towards a building that could not do so back, she turned around and made her way onto the train and through the corridors to find somewhere to sit. Being one of the last, she figured the back and middles would be the most full, so she determined to take whatever she came across. First thing Mouse noticed was a compartment with a small Hufflepuff seemingly curled up on one of the seats, accompanied by another younger student. She smiled at the sight and might have tried to join them, if it weren't for the distraction that came in the form of her dearest friend and her feline companion. "Desiree! Do you already have a compartment? And might I join you?" She smiled warmly, not yet noticing what the other girl held.

sweetpinkpixie · 08-08-2023, 03:10 AM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Ramsay hadn't actually intended to stop at this compartment. Actually, he'd been determined to seek out an empty compartment as soon as he could, knowing just how many other students would be doing the same thing. But that required getting to the train along with the first batch of students, and Ramsay had sort of failed on the 'being organised' front. It was way easier on the way to school, with the Stemp House stuff chivvying all the kids along and providing that necessary pressure into finding some hustle.

Long story short, he'd arrived with the bulk of the students, and knew almost immediately he'd have no luck, but had been searching for that elusive empty compartment anyway, up and down, up and down. When Ramsay came upon this sight yet again, he decided he was better off cutting his losses, and slid his way inside.

He sat down opposite Anna Walles and considered her for a moment. The kind thing could be to let her sleep, but he wanted to put his feet up. Also, he was already bored, in the way he obviously wouldn't have been had he been sitting on his own, and also it struck him how weird it was to just be sitting here while she slept. So Ramsay stretched out his foot, toe-poked her knee, and loudly whispered as though that wasn't counterintuitive in actively waking someone up. "Oi. I'm sitting here too, that alright?"

As always, her dreams were rather vivid and the one unfolding currently one of her favorites to revisit. Pirate Queen sailing the seven seas with her motely crew of selkies and pixies. The selkies, obviously, could produce human limbs to assist with their ship duties on board. Her ship was just about to make port with a rainbow that had touched down in the middle of the sea with the echo of a familiar masculine voice echoing from somewhere she could not see...when the entire ship was rocked from a GIANT collision and that very much grown up voice began blending with a more squeaky youthful one... that alright?

"HUH? Of course we have prepared provisions for our voy---" Oh! Hey, how did the Musical Squire of Gold and Black get on her pirate ship?! Oh..wait...no pirate ship. Just the same slightly dusty but very homey compartment on the Hogwarts Express and the familiar friendly face of a very much non-Selkie individual. "Ramsay! Hi!" Anna chirped as she collected herself and shot right up into a seated position like one of those creepy and jump scare inducing Jack-in-the-box toys. The things of boggarts, honestly. "Of course! Always a pleasure to be in your company," she greeted with a little yawn and a very big stretch. "How was your last night as a fourth year? What kind of plans do you have for the summer? Are you going to try and get a job in Diagon Alley too? I've heard loads of soon-to-be fifth years talk about it. My Drama Club partner got hired at Paradise...though I am really not sure where exactly it is but it sounds nice. I hope we run into each other during it, summer vacation I mean. Always a bit hard going from seeing people pretty much every day in the common room or Great Hall or corridors or somewhere on the grounds to nothing." At least it was for her. She couldn't speak on behalf everyone else. "Are you hungry? I still have some biscuits left that I got from Professor DeVires if you are."

MadMadamMalfoy · 08-08-2023, 08:08 PM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

She'd been dallying a bit on the platform to board the train in the little village, every once in awhile staring back at Hogwarts looming in the background. She would probably make her way to Hogsmeade at least a few times over the year - see her friends not yet graduated as well as her younger sister - but she couldn't fathom a reason Mouse would ever need to go to the castle itself again. She was feeling a little bittersweet on that fact, despite the fact she had not been here long.

But finally, majority of the students had boarded which meant she too would have too. Giving a small wave towards a building that could not do so back, she turned around and made her way onto the train and through the corridors to find somewhere to sit. Being one of the last, she figured the back and middles would be the most full, so she determined to take whatever she came across. First thing Mouse noticed was a compartment with a small Hufflepuff seemingly curled up on one of the seats, accompanied by another younger student. She smiled at the sight and might have tried to join them, if it weren't for the distraction that came in the form of her dearest friend and her feline companion. "Desiree! Do you already have a compartment? And might I join you?" She smiled warmly, not yet noticing what the other girl held.

As Desiree stepped out of her compartment, she noticed one of her younger housemates (Anna) head into the compartment across the way, followed shortly thereafter by a boy she’d seen around the school but never actually talked to (Ramsay). She gave them a friendly wave but didn’t stop to chat. She had a graduating friend to find - and she didn’t have far to look! No sooner had she turned down the corridor did she see the very person she was looking for. “Mouse, hi!” she replied with a bright smile of her own. “I was just coming to look for you. Yes, it’s just through here.”

She opened the compartment door, standing to one side to allow her friend to pass. She followed inside, taking a seat beside Mo’s basket. The little sphinx cat looked at the girls with a meow in greeting. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” Desiree said, uncovering the cookie tray to reveal the rose-in-bell-jar-shaped macarons. “Happy graduation, Mouse!”

Chelliephone · 08-08-2023, 10:15 PM

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

As Desiree stepped out of her compartment, she noticed one of her younger housemates (Anna) head into the compartment across the way, followed shortly thereafter by a boy she’d seen around the school but never actually talked to (Ramsay). She gave them a friendly wave but didn’t stop to chat. She had a graduating friend to find - and she didn’t have far to look! No sooner had she turned down the corridor did she see the very person she was looking for. “Mouse, hi!” she replied with a bright smile of her own. “I was just coming to look for you. Yes, it’s just through here.”

She opened the compartment door, standing to one side to allow her friend to pass. She followed inside, taking a seat beside Mo’s basket. The little sphinx cat looked at the girls with a meow in greeting. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” Desiree said, uncovering the cookie tray to reveal the rose-in-bell-jar-shaped macarons. “Happy graduation, Mouse!”

Mouse was relieved to have found a friend to spend the trip with, and when Desiree pointed out the compartment she'd already scoped out the new graduate happily stepped inside of it and situated herself on the seat opposite the cat carrier. Hearing the small meow from Mo as well, she stuck her hand down to allow the cat to sniff her if it felt so inclined before receiving a pet. Though she could feel Naveen shift uncomfortably in her pocket as he did so. Similar to his owner, he had a healthy fear of all feline friends - save perhaps Ned.

Realizing Desiree had mentioned she'd been looking for her, the brunette tilted her head to ask why before she was being presented with a box of treats that were immaculately crafted. With a small laugh of delight and a clap of her hands, she leaned forward to inspect further before jumping back up to give her friend a soft squeeze. "Those are beautiful! You're so sweet to have thought of me! Thank you!!" Macarons were some of her favorites, as was Beauty and the Beast which she imagined Desiree had known. She also hadn't been expecting anything from anyone so the thoughtful gesture truly touched her. "Not to be sappy, but I'm going to miss being at school with you next term."

Felixir · 08-09-2023, 01:00 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

As always, her dreams were rather vivid and the one unfolding currently one of her favorites to revisit. Pirate Queen sailing the seven seas with her motely crew of selkies and pixies. The selkies, obviously, could produce human limbs to assist with their ship duties on board. Her ship was just about to make port with a rainbow that had touched down in the middle of the sea with the echo of a familiar masculine voice echoing from somewhere she could not see...when the entire ship was rocked from a GIANT collision and that very much grown up voice began blending with a more squeaky youthful one... that alright?

"HUH? Of course we have prepared provisions for our voy---" Oh! Hey, how did the Musical Squire of Gold and Black get on her pirate ship?! Oh..wait...no pirate ship. Just the same slightly dusty but very homey compartment on the Hogwarts Express and the familiar friendly face of a very much non-Selkie individual. "Ramsay! Hi!" Anna chirped as she collected herself and shot right up into a seated position like one of those creepy and jump scare inducing Jack-in-the-box toys. The things of boggarts, honestly. "Of course! Always a pleasure to be in your company," she greeted with a little yawn and a very big stretch. "How was your last night as a fourth year? What kind of plans do you have for the summer? Are you going to try and get a job in Diagon Alley too? I've heard loads of soon-to-be fifth years talk about it. My Drama Club partner got hired at Paradise...though I am really not sure where exactly it is but it sounds nice. I hope we run into each other during it, summer vacation I mean. Always a bit hard going from seeing people pretty much every day in the common room or Great Hall or corridors or somewhere on the grounds to nothing." At least it was for her. She couldn't speak on behalf everyone else. "Are you hungry? I still have some biscuits left that I got from Professor DeVires if you are."

Ramsay barely had time to try and figure out what his fellow Hufflepuff was on about, though he supposed it was some kind of dream talk, given that a moment later she'd managed to startle him into sitting as straight as she did, what with springing up like that. But he quickly recovered and adopted a cool (totally cool, yeah, saved it) pose, lounging across the seats.

Just in time to be confronted with a Wall of Anna, her name being kind of fitting now that he thought about it, even though it probably meant something totally different. And not a wall as in, like, solid and impenetrable and whatever, but a wall as in an entity that he couldn't help but notice because of how much space it filled in a completely unabashed way. It was a good comparison, like in the nicest way, but one he knew better than to make out loud, because he'd probably fumble it and sound like a jerk. More of a jerk than he really was, at least, except he was totally not a jerk, other than in the cool and nice way. Like his dad (probably).

"Uhh, it was..." Ramsay shrugged. "Good, yeah. Yours?" His night had been fine, boring, no different to most others; spent leafing through Yet Another Music Magazine. He tried not to interrupt Anna when she was talking, because, first of all, he wasn't certain he'd manage to get a word in and would rather not discover that in practice, and second of all it was, like, polite or whatever. Non-jerk behaviour. To let girls speak. Not talk over them. Feminism and all that. But anyway, it meant he sometimes forgot all the points covered.

He sent a wave back to Not Another Teen Hufflepuff through the compartment door before returning his attention to Anna again. "Nah, not getting a job. I have this whole project thing, and I finally have time to focus on it." TWO projects, counting his band that he never actually seemed to get started. "I still have to see loads of people at home, like, [i]loads[/i. Stemp House, y'know, and only one or two worth spending time with, so I'll be around Diagon Alley a bit. Maybe I'll see you, yeah. We'll go to Floreans or something." But also, that line of conversation had led Ramsay to the glorious reminder that Jerome - who was actually sort of the reason for his and Anna's first interaction, except he wasn't allowed any kind of credit for anything ever - was about to be out of Ramsay's life permanently.

And suddenly, Ramsay's day started feeling extra bright. He broke into a grin, and nodded. "Yeah. Please. I'm starving." Growing boy and all that.

sweetpinkpixie · 08-09-2023, 07:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Ramsay barely had time to try and figure out what his fellow Hufflepuff was on about, though he supposed it was some kind of dream talk, given that a moment later she'd managed to startle him into sitting as straight as she did, what with springing up like that. But he quickly recovered and adopted a cool (totally cool, yeah, saved it) pose, lounging across the seats.

Just in time to be confronted with a Wall of Anna, her name being kind of fitting now that he thought about it, even though it probably meant something totally different. And not a wall as in, like, solid and impenetrable and whatever, but a wall as in an entity that he couldn't help but notice because of how much space it filled in a completely unabashed way. It was a good comparison, like in the nicest way, but one he knew better than to make out loud, because he'd probably fumble it and sound like a jerk. More of a jerk than he really was, at least, except he was totally not a jerk, other than in the cool and nice way. Like his dad (probably).

"Uhh, it was..." Ramsay shrugged. "Good, yeah. Yours?" His night had been fine, boring, no different to most others; spent leafing through Yet Another Music Magazine. He tried not to interrupt Anna when she was talking, because, first of all, he wasn't certain he'd manage to get a word in and would rather not discover that in practice, and second of all it was, like, polite or whatever. Non-jerk behaviour. To let girls speak. Not talk over them. Feminism and all that. But anyway, it meant he sometimes forgot all the points covered.

He sent a wave back to Not Another Teen Hufflepuff through the compartment door before returning his attention to Anna again. "Nah, not getting a job. I have this whole project thing, and I finally have time to focus on it." TWO projects, counting his band that he never actually seemed to get started. "I still have to see loads of people at home, like, [i]loads[/i. Stemp House, y'know, and only one or two worth spending time with, so I'll be around Diagon Alley a bit. Maybe I'll see you, yeah. We'll go to Floreans or something." But also, that line of conversation had led Ramsay to the glorious reminder that Jerome - who was actually sort of the reason for his and Anna's first interaction, except he wasn't allowed any kind of credit for anything ever - was about to be out of Ramsay's life permanently.

And suddenly, Ramsay's day started feeling extra bright. He broke into a grin, and nodded. "Yeah. Please. I'm starving." Growing boy and all that.

For the record, she would ADORE knowing that someone else had bestowed upon her a nickname uniquely her own and one that was so complementary! Walls were very important things, after all. If you just had the floor and roof, you still wouldn't have anywhere to live! Walls were what kept the roofs up! In any event, may someday and somewhere this revelation come to light! It would simply make her all the more giddy about being a groupie to one Ramsay Burton!

She supposed there was a scale when it came to 'good' and one's enthusiasm when it came to expressing said good, because on the scale of Anna he did not seem all that convincing. Not that she had any reason to believe otherwise though. "Mine was go--" And she probably would have rambled on and on about everything that had happened (had he seen any of the bubbles? Had any made it to the boys' dormitories?) had it not been for a very wide yawn interrupting her just then. "--od," she said while rubbing her eyes a bit. "I didn't sleep much at all though. But it was totally worth it." Squeeze all the camaraderie that could be had before the long hiatus that was summer vacation.

She was starting to feel a bit droopy again, like a little flower that had been baked in direct sunlight for too long and desperate for a drizzle of water, but she perked right on back up when he mentioned projects. "Ooooh a project THING? What is it? Do I get to be privy?" she asked as she bounced a bit in her seat and then pulled her feet up to tuck one under the other on her cushioned seat. "Oh right right," she nodded sagely. It sounded wonderful, going from one place full of people with different backgrounds to another, but she also had some sense not to say so aloud if for no other reason than to sound ungrateful for her own blended family. "Really?! That would be wonderful. It's a date," she proclaimed with a wide toothy smile so wide that her freckles seemed to dance around her face. "You know, well...actually you probably don't because you weren't there BUT...my best friend, Aurora - she's in Ravenclaw - and I tried to make ice cream sundaes in the kitchens and one thing lead to another and then it was literally raining ice cream."

Leaning over to grab her bag, which she had been using for a pillow, Anna began to empty it on to the seat beside her. A couple of really pretty rocks, a handful of buttons from various different items of clothing, a very broken remembrall, and finally a little bag of cookies from her Head of House. The cookies were, unfortunately but not all too surprisingly, a bit broken in places since she had just been sleeping on them but there were some that were mostly intact. "They're special cookies his wife sent him, isn't that sweet?" the Hufflepuffle explained as she handed them over to him for consideration and consumption.

MadMadamMalfoy · 08-10-2023, 05:18 PM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

Mouse was relieved to have found a friend to spend the trip with, and when Desiree pointed out the compartment she'd already scoped out the new graduate happily stepped inside of it and situated herself on the seat opposite the cat carrier. Hearing the small meow from Mo as well, she stuck her hand down to allow the cat to sniff her if it felt so inclined before receiving a pet. Though she could feel Naveen shift uncomfortably in her pocket as he did so. Similar to his owner, he had a healthy fear of all feline friends - save perhaps Ned.

Realizing Desiree had mentioned she'd been looking for her, the brunette tilted her head to ask why before she was being presented with a box of treats that were immaculately crafted. With a small laugh of delight and a clap of her hands, she leaned forward to inspect further before jumping back up to give her friend a soft squeeze. "Those are beautiful! You're so sweet to have thought of me! Thank you!!" Macarons were some of her favorites, as was Beauty and the Beast which she imagined Desiree had known. She also hadn't been expecting anything from anyone so the thoughtful gesture truly touched her. "Not to be sappy, but I'm going to miss being at school with you next term."

Desiree’s bright blue eyes momentarily flicked toward Mo as Mouse held a hand out to him. The little sphinx tilted his head to one side, staring at Mouse’s pocket with an inquisitive mrrp as if to ask, what’s in there? Desiree watched, ready to grab her cat if he got too close to what she assumed was Naveen, but she wasn’t too worried. Mo was gentle with other animals. Sufficiently distracted, the cat turned his attention to Mouse’s outstretched hand instead. He blinked, giving it a sniff, and nuzzled against it to demand pets. “Aww! He likes you,” Desiree said, holding back a squeal at the cuteness.

Mouse’s reaction to the cookies made Desiree’s face light up. For the record, she didn’t think she did anything especially sweet; she was just doing what any good friend would do. “You’re very welcome! You deserve it! It’s not every day that you graduate,” Desiree replied. “I’m glad they turned out okay. It was hard getting them into the shape of the bell jar.” But seeing how much Mouse appreciated it made all the effort worthwhile!

Desiree was trying not to think about next term, but Mouse’s next words brought all the emotions rushing back. She folded her hands in her lap, staring out the window until she found her voice. “It’s okay; I don’t mind sappy,” she said. With a dad like hers, she was used to it! “I’ll miss you too.” She was quiet for several moments until an idea occurred to her. “What are your summer plans? We should do something together!”

Felixir · 08-11-2023, 01:57 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

For the record, she would ADORE knowing that someone else had bestowed upon her a nickname uniquely her own and one that was so complementary! Walls were very important things, after all. If you just had the floor and roof, you still wouldn't have anywhere to live! Walls were what kept the roofs up! In any event, may someday and somewhere this revelation come to light! It would simply make her all the more giddy about being a groupie to one Ramsay Burton!

She supposed there was a scale when it came to 'good' and one's enthusiasm when it came to expressing said good, because on the scale of Anna he did not seem all that convincing. Not that she had any reason to believe otherwise though. "Mine was go--" And she probably would have rambled on and on about everything that had happened (had he seen any of the bubbles? Had any made it to the boys' dormitories?) had it not been for a very wide yawn interrupting her just then. "--od," she said while rubbing her eyes a bit. "I didn't sleep much at all though. But it was totally worth it." Squeeze all the camaraderie that could be had before the long hiatus that was summer vacation.

She was starting to feel a bit droopy again, like a little flower that had been baked in direct sunlight for too long and desperate for a drizzle of water, but she perked right on back up when he mentioned projects. "Ooooh a project THING? What is it? Do I get to be privy?" she asked as she bounced a bit in her seat and then pulled her feet up to tuck one under the other on her cushioned seat. "Oh right right," she nodded sagely. It sounded wonderful, going from one place full of people with different backgrounds to another, but she also had some sense not to say so aloud if for no other reason than to sound ungrateful for her own blended family. "Really?! That would be wonderful. It's a date," she proclaimed with a wide toothy smile so wide that her freckles seemed to dance around her face. "You know, well...actually you probably don't because you weren't there BUT...my best friend, Aurora - she's in Ravenclaw - and I tried to make ice cream sundaes in the kitchens and one thing lead to another and then it was literally raining ice cream."

Leaning over to grab her bag, which she had been using for a pillow, Anna began to empty it on to the seat beside her. A couple of really pretty rocks, a handful of buttons from various different items of clothing, a very broken remembrall, and finally a little bag of cookies from her Head of House. The cookies were, unfortunately but not all too surprisingly, a bit broken in places since she had just been sleeping on them but there were some that were mostly intact. "They're special cookies his wife sent him, isn't that sweet?" the Hufflepuffle explained as she handed them over to him for consideration and consumption.

It was lucky Ramsay had no way of knowing what Anna was thinking, or he might have ended up embarrassingly red in the face upon hearing, uh... things. There was one effect she had on him though, in the very next instant, one he anticipated a second before it happened.

The yawn. No sooner had she broken into it than Ramsay followed suit very much against his own will, try as he might to conceal or repress it. Merlin's pants; he wasn't even tired. He blinked hard and then opened his eyes wide, very briefly, to remind them of that fact.

Uhhh, what? Oh. "Yeah, well. Two, I guess. I want to get on with getting a band together," Ramsay said, counting off on one of his fingers, and then the next. "But the main one is this family history research thing. I'm gonna find out what my dad's up to these days." And... who he was, but, y'know, details. Ramsay had likely mentioned to Anna - let slip, more like - that he didn't actually know who his dad was yet, and it didn't really need saying more than was strictly necessary.

Really, the word 'date' should not have pulled Ramsay up short like it did, but... well... it did. Even though he knew she didn't mean THAT kind of date, and he'd not been thinking of it that way, it still caught him off guard. But not so much that he forgot to reach for a broken cookie when they were produced. "Oh yeah, super sweet," he said, glancing at it and taking a cautious nibble. DeVries was old, and for some reason, Ramsay couldn't help associating old people with stale food, but these seemed fine. Enough for him to bite off a bigger piece and try to figure out what made them special. "Did you say raining ice cream? How'd that happen? And are we talking, like, pelted by ice cream scoops, or a milk downpour?" He wasn't sure he'd have liked to encounter either.

sweetpinkpixie · 08-11-2023, 11:37 AM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

It was lucky Ramsay had no way of knowing what Anna was thinking, or he might have ended up embarrassingly red in the face upon hearing, uh... things. There was one effect she had on him though, in the very next instant, one he anticipated a second before it happened.

The yawn. No sooner had she broken into it than Ramsay followed suit very much against his own will, try as he might to conceal or repress it. Merlin's pants; he wasn't even tired. He blinked hard and then opened his eyes wide, very briefly, to remind them of that fact.

Uhhh, what? Oh. "Yeah, well. Two, I guess. I want to get on with getting a band together," Ramsay said, counting off on one of his fingers, and then the next. "But the main one is this family history research thing. I'm gonna find out what my dad's up to these days." And... who he was, but, y'know, details. Ramsay had likely mentioned to Anna - let slip, more like - that he didn't actually know who his dad was yet, and it didn't really need saying more than was strictly necessary.

Really, the word 'date' should not have pulled Ramsay up short like it did, but... well... it did. Even though he knew she didn't mean THAT kind of date, and he'd not been thinking of it that way, it still caught him off guard. But not so much that he forgot to reach for a broken cookie when they were produced. "Oh yeah, super sweet," he said, glancing at it and taking a cautious nibble. DeVries was old, and for some reason, Ramsay couldn't help associating old people with stale food, but these seemed fine. Enough for him to bite off a bigger piece and try to figure out what made them special. "Did you say raining ice cream? How'd that happen? And are we talking, like, pelted by ice cream scoops, or a milk downpour?" He wasn't sure he'd have liked to encounter either.

Anna ended up laughing almost mid-giggle when he joined her in yawning. It was so interesting how contagious a yawn was! Did anyone know why? Did a yawn just so happen to tap in to everyone's innate ability to empathize and then you yawned too when you saw someone yawning? Or were people just tired ALL the time so it was an excuse to show that they were tired too - which was also kind of empathy, right? Anyway, she was giggling now as they concluded their yawns - which baaaaaaasically meant they were bonded now, did he know? - and was also an invitation as far as she could see to hop over to his side of the compartment to sit. It gave his feet more room anyway so, technically, she was also being considerate and clingy.

"Ooooooh," she cooed during her transitional leap from once side of the compartment to the other. "You KNOW...well...no maybe you don't know BUT my partner in drama club, the one I got to sing a duet with? We did a song from this one muggle musical called Beauty and the Beast called No Matter What. I played the daughter and he was the dad." She might have babbled these things to him before, might not have. Either was as likely as the other. "Anyway, he plays the guitar! He actually played it for our duet so we were...all cutest...or something like that." That was certainly NOT the word but she couldn't remember the name of that particular guitar at the moment. She didn't even really know there were different types of guitar! "He says he plays another not all cutest guitar type too...but that it's really loud and there are things called rips you do with it." He knew what she was talking about, right? "Do you have one of those people in your band too?" Also, was there a name? Had he accepted that the Sunflower Knights was totally a great name yet?!

Her eyes widened just a bit more when he mentioned family research, something that suddenly sounded like the BEST idea ever and something she ought to do as well. Only whenever she started trying to find information, the search ceased pretty quick and after just one question directed to mum. "How are you going to do that? Do you need help? Do you think your dad and my daddy are off on adventures together? Sailing the seven seas in search of treasure and undiscovered lands..." Totally reasonable and completely realistic considerations. "Maybe they're helping the Atlanteans unearch sunken treasures...Aurora, Solomon, and I are going to try and convince our families to vacation in Atlantis, so if I see either of them down there I'll let you know. Of course I...don't actually know what either of them look like but I'm sure there will be that..." Anna paused to snap her fingers with impressive volume for such fun sized fingers. "...spark and I'll just know." At least that was how it had always gone in her dreams when she thought about meeting her birth father for the first time.

Very very VERY please do now have another summer date to look forward to, the Hufflepuffle swung her legs lightly and hit her heels against the wall beneath where they sat. A very VERY white, Cheshire cat level wide, smile spread across his face and soon she was full out grinning at him with her pearly whites. "None of the above...well...the ice cream was above and then it sort of started melting and was raining all around the kitchen...so we ran around trying to catch as much as we could in our mouths." How the ice cream had gotten up there in the first place was something Anna had entirely forgotten about, but she could remember how much FUN it had been. "Maybe we can get a proper ice cream sundae together while we do research? Extra cherries on top?"

Because she had now just invited herself to participate in family research. Or maybe band research. Or both.

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