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Ivy Nienna · 05-04-2011, 01:29 AM

SPOILER!!: Treyen

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

She seemed to understand it, yet he knew it had been so wrong of him to even walk away from his table.

But, hey, hold on a second, WHAT exactly was Ivy understanding, eh? His eyes widened at the thought, and he couldn't bear to look at the Prefect anymore, not that he was doing such a thing now, all he did was blush. If she understood what he thought she'd understood, then...sigh.

At least she wasn't saying anything...yet.

The BIGGEST mistake ever. He was soooo going to pay for it. He knew.

Right. She already knew how he felt about the whole camera thing, even if she'd been nice enough to take a couple pictures for him. It did come in handy, the camera, but still, her answer on that matter didn't interest much as the next. It was that reply that will allow him to know exactly in HOW much trouble he could be.

Oh?

VERY much trouble.

And the LOOK. She didn't need to say anything else. He swallowed before speaking again, YES, he was still trying to mend it, "That's...good to know." There was a MAJOR change in his voice this time, it was clearly not as cheerful as before, and he had looked away from Ellie before replying. The LOOK, he didn't enjoy it one bit. Stupid mistake.

He was playing with his fingers now, and hoping Maya would come and interrupt him like she did last year, he'd soooo welcome her, for real.

"I--I got you something from the World Cup," which she wasn't going to get as long as she kept giving him LOOKS.

How come he felt like he'd lost something?

Thank you, Dallin, for answering his question. All his questions, really.

And he wanted to apologize NOW, for being such a Slytherin, but no chance he was doing that, after all, he'd danced with Ellie. "Fifth, eh?" the Prefect was out of words, quite literally, his mind was still trying to figure out ways of mending the mistake of forgetting to say a simple 'Hi' to the person that mattered the most.

"Fifth year, as well," he nodded, trying to smile...and quite possibly failing at doing so, "Do you like Quidditch?" it wasn't like he'd turned his back to Ivy and Dallin, so, he could still talk to the boy, right? As long as he didn't ignore the girl next to him.

What, what?

Not able to help eavesdropping, Ivory craned her neck just the tiniest bit to listen. He'd gone to the Quidditch World cup? How awesome! Most definitely beat her summer by a mile. Scratch that by thousands of miles.

And he'd gotten her a gift. Resisting the urge to let slip an "aww," Ivory looked purposefully away. Like to the Staff table...perhaps she should go make pleasantries soon.

SPOILER!!: Ellie

SPOILER!!: Dallin

Joy. The sarcasm in that one word was impressive. Grinning, she gave a nod. He was preaching to the choir. It was the one thing she was worried about for this term.

Her face lighting up in interest, she cradled her chin in her hand still maybe sort of watching the pair out of the corner of her eye. Did Ellie like the gift? Hmm? "Merlin's Acadamy of Magic? Oh, I've heard of that place." A few of the graduating students from the previous year had been transfers from there come to think of it in their fourth year as well. Was it a coincidence? Who knew. "Why'd you transfer?" she asked attentively. Maybe there was some sort of something that happened in a students third year there that made them want to transfer. Some sort of crazy initiation.

Realizing the question probably sounded horribly blunt as if she didn't think he should be here, she gave a small nervous laugh. "Not that it's not great that you did, I just wondered the why. Which," she continued on hurriedly. "you don't have to answer if...you don't want to."

05-04-2011, 01:29 AM	#268 (permalink)
Ivy Nienna Puffskein Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Out by the sea Posts: 1,424 Hogwarts RPG Name: Auden Azarolla Ravenclaw First Year	<.< >,> v.v ^,^! SPOILER!!: Treyen Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian She seemed to understand it, yet he knew it had been so wrong of him to even walk away from his table. But, hey, hold on a second, WHAT exactly was Ivy understanding, eh? His eyes widened at the thought, and he couldn't bear to look at the Prefect anymore, not that he was doing such a thing now, all he did was blush. If she understood what he thought she'd understood, then...sigh. At least she wasn't saying anything...yet. The BIGGEST mistake ever. He was soooo going to pay for it. He knew. Right. She already knew how he felt about the whole camera thing, even if she'd been nice enough to take a couple pictures for him. It did come in handy, the camera, but still, her answer on that matter didn't interest much as the next. It was that reply that will allow him to know exactly in HOW much trouble he could be. Oh? VERY much trouble. And the LOOK. She didn't need to say anything else. He swallowed before speaking again, YES, he was still trying to mend it, "That's...good to know." There was a MAJOR change in his voice this time, it was clearly not as cheerful as before, and he had looked away from Ellie before replying. The LOOK, he didn't enjoy it one bit. Stupid mistake. He was playing with his fingers now, and hoping Maya would come and interrupt him like she did last year, he'd soooo welcome her, for real. "I--I got you something from the World Cup," which she wasn't going to get as long as she kept giving him LOOKS. How come he felt like he'd lost something? Thank you, Dallin, for answering his question. All his questions, really. And he wanted to apologize NOW, for being such a Slytherin, but no chance he was doing that, after all, he'd danced with Ellie. "Fifth, eh?" the Prefect was out of words, quite literally, his mind was still trying to figure out ways of mending the mistake of forgetting to say a simple 'Hi' to the person that mattered the most. "Fifth year, as well," he nodded, trying to smile...and quite possibly failing at doing so, "Do you like Quidditch?" it wasn't like he'd turned his back to Ivy and Dallin, so, he could still talk to the boy, right? As long as he didn't ignore the girl next to him. What, what? Not able to help eavesdropping, Ivory craned her neck just the tiniest bit to listen. He'd gone to the Quidditch World cup? How awesome! Most definitely beat her summer by a mile. Scratch that by thousands of miles. And he'd gotten her a gift. Resisting the urge to let slip an "aww," Ivory looked purposefully away. Like to the Staff table...perhaps she should go make pleasantries soon. SPOILER!!: Ellie Quote: Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Mhm, Treyen Lockhart, you HOPE it's good. It was also a FIB, but Ellie wasn't going to get into the technicalities. The girl watched him. Quite curiously, too. Like WHAT was he doing with his fingers? Strange. Odd. Blink. Blinkblink. "You did?" She was getting so many PRESENTS today!!! Butwait...cuz...if he got her a present from the World Cup...then..."YOU WENT to the WORLD CUP?!!" THIS is what happens when people don't correspond over long periods of time. She was SO jealous, too. SO jealous. Honestly, she had picked the WORST summer to spend in the majority of in the non-magical world. See what she MISSED? Her daddy, training, the World Cup. And the worst part was that they had LOST. And it was ALL HER FAULT. If she'd GONE, they would've WON. "How was it??? Was it exciting???" Ellie hadn't read into the details in the Prophet. She'd gone to who won, and once disappointed, didn't bother with the rest. And now Treyen was talking to Dallin. Which she was happy about cuz...he was being weird and this made him more normal. PLUS he wasn't cutting her off of the Dallin world anymore if he was talking to him. So, Ellie could talk as well. But she won't. Not just yet. Because she was interested in Dal's answer. He should SO try out this term. SPOILER!!: Dallin Quote: Originally Posted by Syd (: Dallin smiled somewhat proudly. It was nice to know that he didn't seem like the new kid that he still felt like. "Merlin's Acadamy of Magic," he answered, wondering if she'd heard of it before. "Up somewhere in the New England states. It's not nearly as big as Hogwarts." He'd gotten the hang of that place pretty quickly, despite ten-year-old muggleborn he'd been when he started school there. He nodded in response, chuckling. "Yeah, I'm not too bummed about that," he winked. "I just hope that if I ever do need it I'll be able to find it." And he was pretty sure he would be able to, if he looked hard enough. Or asked directions to it... but whatever. He groaned softly when she mentioned OWLs. "Joy." He said sarcastically. Important exams meant studying, and Dallin absolutely despised studying. With a passion. His ADHD made his attention span regrettably short and studying seemed to be a form of torture for him. His eyebrows shot up in a surprised manner at Ivory's heart-shaped hands. He glanced at Treyen in Ellie for a second before looking back at Ivory. Hm. Girls were smart if they could figure that out. He smiled slightly, showing that he agreed with her, now that she pointed it out. Text Cut: Treyen and Ellie <3 So... Treyen was a man of many words, wasn't he? A smirk found it's way onto his face again when the Hufflepuff didn't say much. He seemed very talkative to Ellie, though... He nodded when the boy told him his year. Dal had now met two other fifth years and it was just the first day back! At the sudden change of subject Dal raised an eyebrow, but decided to just answer the question. "Yeah, I do." And he did... he just didn't play it much. "I'm sure you do too?" Because he probably wouldn't have randomly mentioned it if he didn't. Joy. The sarcasm in that one word was impressive. Grinning, she gave a nod. He was preaching to the choir. It was the one thing she was worried about for this term. Her face lighting up in interest, she cradled her chin in her hand still maybe sort of watching the pair out of the corner of her eye. Did Ellie like the gift? Hmm? "Merlin's Acadamy of Magic? Oh, I've heard of that place." A few of the graduating students from the previous year had been transfers from there come to think of it in their fourth year as well. Was it a coincidence? Who knew. "Why'd you transfer?" she asked attentively. Maybe there was some sort of something that happened in a students third year there that made them want to transfer. Some sort of crazy initiation. Realizing the question probably sounded horribly blunt as if she didn't think he should be here, she gave a small nervous laugh. "Not that it's not great that you did, I just wondered the why. Which," she continued on hurriedly. "you don't have to answer if...you don't want to." __________________