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*squidnie* · 05-04-2011, 01:54 AM

Text Cut: Ivory and the boy Dal doesn't know. :P

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Originally Posted by Ivy Nienna

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.

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."

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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

Tiberius felt his cheeks flush a bit. Obviously he wouldn't be recognized.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. Treyen?" His voice clearly betrayed that he wasn't sure if it was actually Treyen... He paused, wondering how to explain. "My name's Tiberius. I don't know if you'd remember me... I transferred out a few years ago."

He wasn't sure why he was so nervous. Except for when he spied the prefect badge. Merlin, lots had changed around here. He'd hoped he'd be able to slip right back into the swing of things, but that was obviously not going to be the case.

Hearing Ivory's 'aww,' Dallin snickered quietly. He looked sideways at the prefect, smirking. Then he started to wonder if Ellie saw what Ivory was so obviously seeing in the Huffie prefect.

"Oh, you have!" His smirk morphed into a smile when Ivory said she'd heard of Merlin's. For some reason he was happier when people he talked to already knew about the school. He was about to answer her question, but she kept talking.

Chuckling, he shook his head. "Don't worry, it's not really personal. I went there for four years, got tired of living in my sisters' shadows, and talked my parents into letting me come here." He shrugged to show that it wasn't really a big deal. "I think it's great that I came here too," he said, half-smiling. "I like this place a lot better."

Hearing a voice kind of behind him, Dal looked back. A Ravenclaw? Dallin wondered if he should introduce himself, but then he decided to wait. He didn't want to inturrupt anything.

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