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slytherus · 08-05-2011, 08:54 AM

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Originally Posted by highjinx

OH WHY OH WHY.

This was a tearjerker! Her first year of Hogwarts and it felt as if it flew by too soon. Lola Jones did not want to leave. Since last month, she contemplated on hiding in one of the broom closets or corridors while the train was leaving... and then Hogwarts would be her lovely summer home. She would roam around it as a princess, the only inhabitant of the entire school and she would finally get the chance to live the life of royalty!—she would smuggle one house elf with her in the cupboard and then there would be no need for anything else. The food, the lifestyle, and the girl already took it to the next step. Human interaction? There was no need. Lola had ten whole fingers. TEN. And an entire box of ink. That would have been too much friends for some people already.

Even now as she entered the Great Hall, the plan was still in her head; which House Elf? She planned to smuggle... one with a cutsie name. Something that ended with -lita. Forever hers. Forever hers to keep.

Slytherin was first in everything this year and the girl couldn't help but destroy her own 'so-called' morals and gloat about it to all the other houses.

Lola realized that she barely made friends this year. Or well, midyear. That was a shame. Slowly, while she took a seat down to her table, she muttered friend-making ways she should have worked on—"Chains... cuffs... definitely chains..." She pushed away all sources of mashed potatoes in her sight in disgust, deciding to play with her food (in a professional manner) and eating it so dramatically as if she was eating for the last time while she was still alive.

... And here comes the cruellest time of the year! Why, oh, why, Merlin, must there be summer breaks?

The stoic pale face frowns. Her grey eyes look like a mass murderer's. It's no doubt at all that Aiden is in a very bad mood. Three months of school break means three months of staying in prison to her. Thinking about her parents boasting about pure-blood supreme makes her face sourer. She makes her way harshly to the Slytherin House Table and settles down across Lola Jones, their incredible Seeker. She too, looks down. Now, who'd want to leave Hogwarts? Other than Mordred, of course.

Ignoring everyone around, Aiden stretches out one arm across the table to scoop beef casserole onto her plate. Then, she takes a couple of roasted chicken, some sausages and a jacket potato. A lot, indeed. This what happens when Aiden is really in a bad mood.

After finishing the jacket potato and some beef casserole, Aiden realises the Seeker is muttering something as she plays with her food. Leaning forward against the table, Aiden whispers. "Are you alright?"

08-05-2011, 08:54 AM	#28 (permalink)
slytherus Formerly: Hayden DH Ficlet Rookie Nogtail Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Studio. [GMT+8] Posts: 4,725 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nero Perseus Ballarat First Year	☆ Always Potterhead ☆ SSRPG Addict ☆ Coffee Addict ☆ Quote: Originally Posted by highjinx OH WHY OH WHY. This was a tearjerker! Her first year of Hogwarts and it felt as if it flew by too soon. Lola Jones did not want to leave. Since last month, she contemplated on hiding in one of the broom closets or corridors while the train was leaving... and then Hogwarts would be her lovely summer home. She would roam around it as a princess, the only inhabitant of the entire school and she would finally get the chance to live the life of royalty!—she would smuggle one house elf with her in the cupboard and then there would be no need for anything else. The food, the lifestyle, and the girl already took it to the next step. Human interaction? There was no need. Lola had ten whole fingers. TEN. And an entire box of ink. That would have been too much friends for some people already. Even now as she entered the Great Hall, the plan was still in her head; which House Elf? She planned to smuggle... one with a cutsie name. Something that ended with -lita. Forever hers. Forever hers to keep. Slytherin was first in everything this year and the girl couldn't help but destroy her own 'so-called' morals and gloat about it to all the other houses. Lola realized that she barely made friends this year. Or well, midyear. That was a shame. Slowly, while she took a seat down to her table, she muttered friend-making ways she should have worked on—"Chains... cuffs... definitely chains..." She pushed away all sources of mashed potatoes in her sight in disgust, deciding to play with her food (in a professional manner) and eating it so dramatically as if she was eating for the last time while she was still alive. ... And here comes the cruellest time of the year! Why, oh, why, Merlin, must there be summer breaks? The stoic pale face frowns. Her grey eyes look like a mass murderer's. It's no doubt at all that Aiden is in a very bad mood. Three months of school break means three months of staying in prison to her. Thinking about her parents boasting about pure-blood supreme makes her face sourer. She makes her way harshly to the Slytherin House Table and settles down across Lola Jones, their incredible Seeker. She too, looks down. Now, who'd want to leave Hogwarts? Other than Mordred, of course. Ignoring everyone around, Aiden stretches out one arm across the table to scoop beef casserole onto her plate. Then, she takes a couple of roasted chicken, some sausages and a jacket potato. A lot, indeed. This what happens when Aiden is really in a bad mood. After finishing the jacket potato and some beef casserole, Aiden realises the Seeker is muttering something as she plays with her food. Leaning forward against the table, Aiden whispers. "Are you alright?"