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brave-at-heart-xo · 09-14-2011, 01:59 AM

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Originally Posted by Slitherclaw

Lion eh? I pondered this.

"No. Not at all. I feel like I'm sleeping with a bunch of creeps." Yeah. "It's really disturbing." I then noticed that it had been I that had moved away from our little posture goin' on. I felt guilty. I looked longingly at the spot I had just unconsciously moved away from.

"Hey uh...so what ARE the characteristics of a Slytherin?" I mean, if I was gonna be stuck with these guys, I better know what their symptom was. And why the Old British Hat thought I fit with them.

"I'd like that too" I grinned. By by for the grimace! For now. "Gryffindor. Wouldn't that be, like a...Griffin?" Life made no sense in the obscene world of the British Isles. Wait.

Wait.

Forbidden? I was good at forbidden. Naw, I was like, SUPER at forbidden. Okay, maybe not super. Or really, I wasn't good. I just kinda...ended up in a position...where I wasn't supposed to be...and I was always able to get out of it. My friends were always jealous of my natural ability to slither out of trouble.

....Slither. Snake. Ew. Wait....were these British Snakes brainwashing me?!?!?! Cause, if they were, that would be like...super bad. Like. Superbad.

It was pretty bad. Okayokay. Now I'm rambling. Sorry. It's how my brain works...you gotta forgive me. Anyway, back to the point. Forbidden and I got along. "Wellll....it just so happens I like forbidden..." I answered her mischievous grin with one of my own. You know? This was a whole 'nother side of her.

And I liked it.

"Are they all really that bad?" She frowned, feeling badly; knowing he didn't fit in there. She couldn't help but wonder what the sorting hat had been thinking. "I've never actually had a friend from Slytherin before, I've just heard stories." Her eyes passed over the spot between them, the spot that made it seem like miles between them; she wanted desperately to move into the space, but didn't want to make it obvious that she wanted to be closer to him.

"The characteristics? Hm. Generally, it's said they're ambitious and cunning. But they're also strong leaders, clever, and determined." The way it came out made them sound so much better than the stories she'd been told, but she didn't say that. "Really, it's just what you make of it, I suppose. It's just a house...it doesn't really determine exactly who you are. Not all Slytherins are as evil as I'm told, I assume; you're not like that, I mean." She was definitely making things worse; she looked down at her hands, embarrassed.

Then she heard the grin in his voice. Yes, she actually heard it. Looking up, she couldn't help but grin back at him. Then she laughed. "No, no, not like a Griffin. Um." How did she explain it? "The four houses were named after the four founders. Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff, and Rowena Ravenclaw. Each is represented by a certain animal, as I am sure you've noticed." It felt weird explaining something that she was basically born knowing.

He was lost in thought, clearly. She stared at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking again; she didn't want to ask.

"Oh, you like forbidden, do you?" She replied, half sarcastic half serious. Really, it was that look that got to her. She kept the mischievous grin on her face, not ready to give in yet.

She liked where this was going a little too much.

09-14-2011, 01:59 AM	#159 (permalink)
brave-at-heart-xo Jarvey Join Date: May 2010 Location: Pennsylvania Posts: 619 Hogwarts RPG Name: Adelyn Grace Bennett-Black Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Slitherclaw Lion eh? I pondered this. "No. Not at all. I feel like I'm sleeping with a bunch of creeps." Yeah. "It's really disturbing." I then noticed that it had been I that had moved away from our little posture goin' on. I felt guilty. I looked longingly at the spot I had just unconsciously moved away from. "Hey uh...so what ARE the characteristics of a Slytherin?" I mean, if I was gonna be stuck with these guys, I better know what their symptom was. And why the Old British Hat thought I fit with them. "I'd like that too" I grinned. By by for the grimace! For now. "Gryffindor. Wouldn't that be, like a...Griffin?" Life made no sense in the obscene world of the British Isles. Wait. Wait. Forbidden? I was good at forbidden. Naw, I was like, SUPER at forbidden. Okay, maybe not super. Or really, I wasn't good. I just kinda...ended up in a position...where I wasn't supposed to be...and I was always able to get out of it. My friends were always jealous of my natural ability to slither out of trouble. ....Slither. Snake. Ew. Wait....were these British Snakes brainwashing me?!?!?! Cause, if they were, that would be like...super bad. Like. Superbad. It was pretty bad. Okayokay. Now I'm rambling. Sorry. It's how my brain works...you gotta forgive me. Anyway, back to the point. Forbidden and I got along. "Wellll....it just so happens I like forbidden..." I answered her mischievous grin with one of my own. You know? This was a whole 'nother side of her. And I liked it. "Are they all really that bad?" She frowned, feeling badly; knowing he didn't fit in there. She couldn't help but wonder what the sorting hat had been thinking. "I've never actually had a friend from Slytherin before, I've just heard stories." Her eyes passed over the spot between them, the spot that made it seem like miles between them; she wanted desperately to move into the space, but didn't want to make it obvious that she wanted to be closer to him. "The characteristics? Hm. Generally, it's said they're ambitious and cunning. But they're also strong leaders, clever, and determined." The way it came out made them sound so much better than the stories she'd been told, but she didn't say that. "Really, it's just what you make of it, I suppose. It's just a house...it doesn't really determine exactly who you are. Not all Slytherins are as evil as I'm told, I assume; you're not like that, I mean." She was definitely making things worse; she looked down at her hands, embarrassed. Then she heard the grin in his voice. Yes, she actually heard it. Looking up, she couldn't help but grin back at him. Then she laughed. "No, no, not like a Griffin. Um." How did she explain it? "The four houses were named after the four founders. Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff, and Rowena Ravenclaw. Each is represented by a certain animal, as I am sure you've noticed." It felt weird explaining something that she was basically born knowing. He was lost in thought, clearly. She stared at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking again; she didn't want to ask. "Oh, you like forbidden, do you?" She replied, half sarcastic half serious. Really, it was that look that got to her. She kept the mischievous grin on her face, not ready to give in yet. She liked where this was going a little too much.