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meganelizabeth · 06-24-2011, 02:05 AM

SPOILER!!: Vi-o-let-Le-Vee-la

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Originally Posted by SweetPeea

This was probably the WORST thing to ever happen to Violet while she was at Hogwarts. The only thing she remembered was walking through Hogsmeade with Selina after a very eventful day of shopping, even though Selina was carrying her newly bought items, but Violet didn't force her to carry EVERYTHING, Selina had offered. And every time Violet asked Selina if she minded Selina kept saying no, so Violet just went on. But that fun-filled day took a turn for the worst when Violet and Selina discovered Christopher standing over a very beat up and weak Nathan. She was completely taken aback by what she had seen and remembered only muttering the words,"...Why.." two people that she cared about, fighting in the middle of Hogsmeade, but what she didn't like the most was that they were fighting in general. Everything that she saw was constantly running throughout her head, she didn't even know what to think at this point.

But before she could even react to anything Nathan disappeared and Chris looked like somebody she didn't even recognize. Why were Nathan and Chris even fighting in the first place, she didn't eve know but all she kept thinking was that she had to find Chris and get some answers. Violet had somehow ended up at the Terrace and all she kept thinking what she was going to say to Chris. She didn't even know if she hated him or if she was mad at him, but what she did know was that she did still care a lot about him. Or could it possibly be that there was something more? Maybe, maybe....Maybe what Violet was coming to realize that what that 'something more' was....love. That must have been what she has been feeling for the longest time now. And because of that Violet could feel her cheeks warming up almost immediately.

Now since Violet was so into thinking about this entire process she wasn't particularly watching where she was walking. Her violet eyes were fixated on the ground below her while she was playing and twirling with her hair. It made her smile sweetly thinking about Chris, she really did love him. She was then thinking about telling him that the moment she found him, but that came to an immediate halt when the young blonde had walked into somebody and fell backwards. As she was falling a small yelp escaped her mouth. Violet then immediately shut her eyes anticipating the impact she would be having with the ground.

Christopher held the letter in his hands, standing with his back from the entrance of the Terrace. He was commpletely torn up on the inside. Apologies, explanations, hidden feelings, and grief were to come up if he talked to Violet, and he didn't want to feel any more of this pain he was feeling now. None. He felt so empty knowing his future and loss, but he also felt so many things. Feelings he'd never dared to dream of feeling. He was scared, for starters. Scared that Violet wouldn't forgive him, or say she hated him. Or worse- tell him she loved him. He knew he wouldn't be able to say it back, knowing that they'd just have to part ways one final time at King's Cross Station in June, never to see one another again. He didn't think he could stand to say good-bye, but he knew Violet would never be able to live again if she didn't. Because saying good-bye meant going away. And going away meant forgetting. Christopher would never forget Violet. The question was, would she forget him? Leave him behind for some other guy?

But he knew that wouldn't matter if she hated him forever. So he decided that finding Violet would be the only way. He turned, the crumpled letter still loosely in his grip. The boy tried to figure out what he'd say to her when he did find her. Where would he start? Well, he'd put it piece by piece until the puzzle was complete. First, he'd start with the apology. Then he'd bring in an explanation of his actions, followed by even more apologies, his dad's letter, and a peaceful parting. He'd wanted it to end with the two making up, but he knew that wouldn't happen. He'd be lucky to get through the day without anymore blood stains on his hoodie- something he'd had plenty of thanks to Nathan. And he was still rather upset about Selina just running off on him when he needed a friend the most. Now he was all alone, with nowhere to go, no one to turn to. All in all, things just really weren't going his way today.

But before he could complete turning around some more, a small pushed him forward a little, making him stumble a bit before he whipped around to see what had caused it.

A tiny girl with flowing blonde hair was falling towards the ground with her eyes squeezed shut, but she fell slowly; as if it were in slow motion. Instinct took over and Christopher took a giant step towards her, grabbing her arms that were flailing a bit in the air, and pulled her back up before she hit the Earth. He'd pulled her a little too close, so for a moment, they were standing merely centimeters from one another. He quickly dropped her arms and looked away, stepping back. But before he had done so, he'd seen her face. She'd been staring intently up at him with an expression so hard, with so many emotions mixed in her eyes, it was impossible for him to decipher the meaning behind them. He saw flashes of hate, fear, and confusion. But he'd also seen something else.... something he didn't know what it was. It looked different, softer than the others, but changed quickly back to hate.

He wasn't really sure what to do at this point. He'd made a plan and everything, but now that he was in the actual situation, he had no idea what he was going to say to Violet. Three words were uttered out of the trembling boy's mouth.

"I'm so sorry."

06-24-2011, 02:05 AM	#342 (permalink)
meganelizabeth Firecrab Join Date: Jul 2010 Location: PIGFARTS. Posts: 929 Hogwarts RPG Name: Christopher James Sixth Year	SPOILER!!: Vi-o-let-Le-Vee-la Quote: Originally Posted by SweetPeea This was probably the WORST thing to ever happen to Violet while she was at Hogwarts. The only thing she remembered was walking through Hogsmeade with Selina after a very eventful day of shopping, even though Selina was carrying her newly bought items, but Violet didn't force her to carry EVERYTHING, Selina had offered. And every time Violet asked Selina if she minded Selina kept saying no, so Violet just went on. But that fun-filled day took a turn for the worst when Violet and Selina discovered Christopher standing over a very beat up and weak Nathan. She was completely taken aback by what she had seen and remembered only muttering the words,"...Why.." two people that she cared about, fighting in the middle of Hogsmeade, but what she didn't like the most was that they were fighting in general. Everything that she saw was constantly running throughout her head, she didn't even know what to think at this point. But before she could even react to anything Nathan disappeared and Chris looked like somebody she didn't even recognize. Why were Nathan and Chris even fighting in the first place, she didn't eve know but all she kept thinking was that she had to find Chris and get some answers. Violet had somehow ended up at the Terrace and all she kept thinking what she was going to say to Chris. She didn't even know if she hated him or if she was mad at him, but what she did know was that she did still care a lot about him. Or could it possibly be that there was something more? Maybe, maybe....Maybe what Violet was coming to realize that what that 'something more' was....love. That must have been what she has been feeling for the longest time now. And because of that Violet could feel her cheeks warming up almost immediately. Now since Violet was so into thinking about this entire process she wasn't particularly watching where she was walking. Her violet eyes were fixated on the ground below her while she was playing and twirling with her hair. It made her smile sweetly thinking about Chris, she really did love him. She was then thinking about telling him that the moment she found him, but that came to an immediate halt when the young blonde had walked into somebody and fell backwards. As she was falling a small yelp escaped her mouth. Violet then immediately shut her eyes anticipating the impact she would be having with the ground. Christopher held the letter in his hands, standing with his back from the entrance of the Terrace. He was commpletely torn up on the inside. Apologies, explanations, hidden feelings, and grief were to come up if he talked to Violet, and he didn't want to feel any more of this pain he was feeling now. None. He felt so empty knowing his future and loss, but he also felt so many things. Feelings he'd never dared to dream of feeling. He was scared, for starters. Scared that Violet wouldn't forgive him, or say she hated him. Or worse- tell him she loved him. He knew he wouldn't be able to say it back, knowing that they'd just have to part ways one final time at King's Cross Station in June, never to see one another again. He didn't think he could stand to say good-bye, but he knew Violet would never be able to live again if she didn't. Because saying good-bye meant going away. And going away meant forgetting. Christopher would never forget Violet. The question was, would she forget him? Leave him behind for some other guy? But he knew that wouldn't matter if she hated him forever. So he decided that finding Violet would be the only way. He turned, the crumpled letter still loosely in his grip. The boy tried to figure out what he'd say to her when he did find her. Where would he start? Well, he'd put it piece by piece until the puzzle was complete. First, he'd start with the apology. Then he'd bring in an explanation of his actions, followed by even more apologies, his dad's letter, and a peaceful parting. He'd wanted it to end with the two making up, but he knew that wouldn't happen. He'd be lucky to get through the day without anymore blood stains on his hoodie- something he'd had plenty of thanks to Nathan. And he was still rather upset about Selina just running off on him when he needed a friend the most. Now he was all alone, with nowhere to go, no one to turn to. All in all, things just really weren't going his way today. But before he could complete turning around some more, a small pushed him forward a little, making him stumble a bit before he whipped around to see what had caused it. A tiny girl with flowing blonde hair was falling towards the ground with her eyes squeezed shut, but she fell slowly; as if it were in slow motion. Instinct took over and Christopher took a giant step towards her, grabbing her arms that were flailing a bit in the air, and pulled her back up before she hit the Earth. He'd pulled her a little too close, so for a moment, they were standing merely centimeters from one another. He quickly dropped her arms and looked away, stepping back. But before he had done so, he'd seen her face. She'd been staring intently up at him with an expression so hard, with so many emotions mixed in her eyes, it was impossible for him to decipher the meaning behind them. He saw flashes of hate, fear, and confusion. But he'd also seen something else.... something he didn't know what it was. It looked different, softer than the others, but changed quickly back to hate. He wasn't really sure what to do at this point. He'd made a plan and everything, but now that he was in the actual situation, he had no idea what he was going to say to Violet. Three words were uttered out of the trembling boy's mouth. "I'm so sorry." Last edited by meganelizabeth; 06-26-2011 at 07:13 PM.