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PadfootAndTheWolf · 06-01-2011, 04:19 PM

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Originally Posted by fire_faerie

There was something quite captivating about a violent willow against the backdrop of yet another overcast, horrible winter day such as this one. At least it wasn't snowing yet. Pulling up a knee, Ryden sneaked a glance at the older boy next to her and then immediately snapped her eyes back to the tree as he said something.

And that something was 'sup?'. A tiny shadow of a smile hinted on Ryden's lips and she leaned backwards on their little rock until she practically lying on it, one foot up and hands behind her head as she stared up at the sky. When you look straight at an overcast sky, it seems a lot brighter than one would imagine.

"Hi," she replied. See, THIS guy was normal - kept his words to a minimum. Why couldn't everyone at this bloody castle be more like him? People here cast perpetual cheering charms and kept talking and talking and blabbering on and on about something or other that wasn't even interesting OR stimulating. It was just... blah. Chatter.

"I hate this place," she let out with a sigh, no real conviction in her voice. It was true, she really did hate England (or Scotland, or wherever the heck they were in Britain) but - and NO ONE was going to ever know this - she was sort of warming up to Hogwarts as a school. It was. . . not all bad. Kinda. Whatever.

Riley continued to look at the tree and the overcast sky behind it, wondering if his greating had woo'd the girl yet. Probably. He was pretty good at that by now. He didn't have a big head or anything, that was just self-confidence. She then replied back with a 'hey'. Hmmm...that was odd. Most of the girls here at Hogwarts started to let their mouths run as if he really cared. They would seriously talk and talk until you told them to shut it, or you left; this girl was different it seemed.

Another moment of silence went on, a formation of geese flew overhead, honking on their way south. Then he hear the girl, a tad younger than he was he assumed, say she hated it here. "You hate Hogwarts?" he tuned to look at her, a look of concern forming on his face. Well granted she may be knew, he hated the school when he first got here, there were no personal house-elves for the students use and they had to do everything for themselves but Riley had grown fond of the scool now, he found its manual labor -- quaint.

"Well you'll warm up to it soon enough, probably when it's too late. I'm a seventh year this term and I'm sure as Merlin going to miss it." he sighed and watched as she leaned back to lay on the rock. Shrugging he did so too, might aswell not look like the fool sitting up. There he was beside her now, looking at the cloudy sky. "I'm Riley by the way."

06-01-2011, 04:19 PM	#391 (permalink)
PadfootAndTheWolf formerly: DanialRadFAN01 Bicorn Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: On SS of course! Posts: 16,990 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kiera Burton x6	Gaga Mafia Monster : MURPHY : Kelvin's SS!BFAM : Roro's Evil Twin : Ravlyndor : Gopher Quote: Originally Posted by fire_faerie There was something quite captivating about a violent willow against the backdrop of yet another overcast, horrible winter day such as this one. At least it wasn't snowing yet. Pulling up a knee, Ryden sneaked a glance at the older boy next to her and then immediately snapped her eyes back to the tree as he said something. And that something was 'sup?'. A tiny shadow of a smile hinted on Ryden's lips and she leaned backwards on their little rock until she practically lying on it, one foot up and hands behind her head as she stared up at the sky. When you look straight at an overcast sky, it seems a lot brighter than one would imagine. "Hi," she replied. See, THIS guy was normal - kept his words to a minimum. Why couldn't everyone at this bloody castle be more like him? People here cast perpetual cheering charms and kept talking and talking and blabbering on and on about something or other that wasn't even interesting OR stimulating. It was just... blah. Chatter. "I hate this place," she let out with a sigh, no real conviction in her voice. It was true, she really did hate England (or Scotland, or wherever the heck they were in Britain) but - and NO ONE was going to ever know this - she was sort of warming up to Hogwarts as a school. It was. . . not all bad. Kinda. Whatever. Riley continued to look at the tree and the overcast sky behind it, wondering if his greating had woo'd the girl yet. Probably. He was pretty good at that by now. He didn't have a big head or anything, that was just self-confidence. She then replied back with a 'hey'. Hmmm...that was odd. Most of the girls here at Hogwarts started to let their mouths run as if he really cared. They would seriously talk and talk until you told them to shut it, or you left; this girl was different it seemed. Another moment of silence went on, a formation of geese flew overhead, honking on their way south. Then he hear the girl, a tad younger than he was he assumed, say she hated it here. "You hate Hogwarts?" he tuned to look at her, a look of concern forming on his face. Well granted she may be knew, he hated the school when he first got here, there were no personal house-elves for the students use and they had to do everything for themselves but Riley had grown fond of the scool now, he found its manual labor -- quaint. "Well you'll warm up to it soon enough, probably when it's too late. I'm a seventh year this term and I'm sure as Merlin going to miss it." he sighed and watched as she leaned back to lay on the rock. Shrugging he did so too, might aswell not look like the fool sitting up. There he was beside her now, looking at the cloudy sky. "I'm Riley by the way."