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iBeJenn · 05-18-2011, 10:56 PM

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Originally Posted by Emms

Emma rolled her eyes in the darkness as Orabelle continued on and then she used lumos, so sadly Emma couldn't roll her eyes anymore. Gosh that light was bright. Was the girl trying to blind her? The blonde Malfoy shrugged. "Well between my three really good friends. My friend Alex broke up with his girlfriend and he cut of all contact with his ex and his best friend. So now I'm really the only one on good terms with all three." she sighed, shaking her head. "Time to pick up the pieces.. As usual."

Emma rolled her eyes at the tone of Orabelle's voice as if she didn't believe her. Stupid prejudice fashion twits, thought Emma as she kept a calm complexion. The blonde raised an eyebrow when Orabelle squealed and she nearly laughed too. This girl was afraid of water? Really...? Emma took out her wand and said. "Accio Purple Umbrella," and the Umbrella appeared. She held it out towards Orabelle and smiled genuinely. "Here. Don't want the water to ruin your hair, clothes, or shoes now."

The Quidditch obsessed Malfoy raised her eyebrow at Orabelle. Well, if the brunette didn't have to be so rude. Emma smirked and then laughed. Her laugh was like a chime. "Well your in the worse place to be. The best place is by the Lake at sunset or by the Lake at night with someone, watching the stars. It's really romantic," she explained, shaking her head sadly. OH dear. Oh Dear. Oh dear. This other girl had a lot to learn about Hogwarts didn't she. She laughed again at what Orabelle said. "Well. I'm glad to hear that. Sounds lovely. I'm assuming you speak French fluently. So perhaps we can have a conversation in French sometime. To practice French." she suggested. The blonde smiled sweetly as she tried to be nice to Orabelle. Get her on her side. "Or perhaps we can get out of this secret filthy passageway and go shopping or something..."

Orabelle held her wand in her hand like the wand was made out of glass. "Oh, don't bother," she said, waving her free hand and dismissing the idea of picking up after someone. "Hun, you're a Malfoy and they should not be allowed to make others feel better when it's their fault in the first place," Orabelle said. "Yes, it makes you a better person, but the good people die first," she said as she smoothed out her hair. She never did things like that. It would be terrible. Being a good person would get you no where in life. They ended up at the bottom. "It's also called tough love, they rely on you too much to pick up those pieces, you can't be there forever for them so... let them do it themselves," Orabelle finished with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

"Something bothering you?" she asked the girl who had just rolled her eyes. No one rolled their eyes at Orabelle Bellamonte. No one. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and fixed her light blue scarf around her neck. She glanced at the umbrella and hesitantly took it. "Thank you Miss Malfoy, though I can't care too much about my shoes, they aren't my favorite," Orabelle said. And they weren't heels or pretty enough. Sigh.

She thought about what the Malfoy told her and nearly bit her lip. But Orabelle was over that because it was terrible for them. "I'm sure it is... if there wasn't a curfew at night," Orabelle pointed out. Because then she'd totally go with someone there... ugh. Did she speak French fluently? Hmm... Orabelle had no idea, she had just been... born in France, raised in France, went to a French school and oh, her parents were French as well. Nooo... Orabelle didn't speak French fluently. [/sarcasm.] "I do speak French fluently and perhaps some time in the future," Orabelle said. If she ever felt like it. "Where is there to go around here?" Orabelle asked. Shopping? here? Not possible.

05-18-2011, 10:56 PM	#9 (permalink)
iBeJenn Hinkypunk Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: NYC Posts: 12,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Regina Circe Cho Slytherin Third Year x12 x2	Quote: Originally Posted by Emms Emma rolled her eyes in the darkness as Orabelle continued on and then she used lumos, so sadly Emma couldn't roll her eyes anymore. Gosh that light was bright. Was the girl trying to blind her? The blonde Malfoy shrugged. "Well between my three really good friends. My friend Alex broke up with his girlfriend and he cut of all contact with his ex and his best friend. So now I'm really the only one on good terms with all three." she sighed, shaking her head. "Time to pick up the pieces.. As usual." Emma rolled her eyes at the tone of Orabelle's voice as if she didn't believe her. Stupid prejudice fashion twits, thought Emma as she kept a calm complexion. The blonde raised an eyebrow when Orabelle squealed and she nearly laughed too. This girl was afraid of water? Really...? Emma took out her wand and said. "Accio Purple Umbrella," and the Umbrella appeared. She held it out towards Orabelle and smiled genuinely. "Here. Don't want the water to ruin your hair, clothes, or shoes now." The Quidditch obsessed Malfoy raised her eyebrow at Orabelle. Well, if the brunette didn't have to be so rude. Emma smirked and then laughed. Her laugh was like a chime. "Well your in the worse place to be. The best place is by the Lake at sunset or by the Lake at night with someone, watching the stars. It's really romantic," she explained, shaking her head sadly. OH dear. Oh Dear. Oh dear. This other girl had a lot to learn about Hogwarts didn't she. She laughed again at what Orabelle said. "Well. I'm glad to hear that. Sounds lovely. I'm assuming you speak French fluently. So perhaps we can have a conversation in French sometime. To practice French." she suggested. The blonde smiled sweetly as she tried to be nice to Orabelle. Get her on her side. "Or perhaps we can get out of this secret filthy passageway and go shopping or something..." Orabelle held her wand in her hand like the wand was made out of glass. "Oh, don't bother," she said, waving her free hand and dismissing the idea of picking up after someone. *"Hun, you're a Malfoy* and they should not be allowed to make others feel better when it's their fault in the first place," Orabelle said. "Yes, it makes you a better person, but the good people die first," she said as she smoothed out her hair. She never did things like that. It would be terrible. Being a good person would get you no where in life. They ended up at the bottom. "It's also called tough love, they rely on you too much to pick up those pieces, you can't be there forever for them so... let them do it themselves," Orabelle finished with a slight shrug of her shoulders. "Something bothering you?" she asked the girl who had just rolled her eyes. No one rolled their eyes at Orabelle Bellamonte. No one. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and fixed her light blue scarf around her neck. She glanced at the umbrella and hesitantly took it. "Thank you Miss Malfoy, though I can't care too much about my shoes, they aren't my favorite,"** Orabelle said. And they weren't heels or pretty enough. Sigh. She thought about what the Malfoy told her and nearly bit her lip. But Orabelle was over that because it was terrible for them. "I'm sure it is... if there wasn't a curfew at night," Orabelle pointed out. Because then she'd totally go with someone there... ugh. Did she speak French fluently? Hmm... Orabelle had no idea, she had just been... born in France, raised in France, went to a French school and oh, her parents were French as well. Nooo... Orabelle didn't speak French fluently. [/sarcasm.] "I do speak French fluently and perhaps some time in the future," Orabelle said. If she ever felt like it. "Where is there to go around here?" Orabelle asked. Shopping? here? Not possible. __________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a *path* between the s t a r s________________._____________ ♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...