Text Cut: Awwwwwwwwwwww, Treyennnnn :(
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Lockhartian
Maybe he said that something she'd said was ridiculous, but that didn't mean SHE was. Either way..., "Doesn't truly matter." Clearly, it didn't, that's why she was smiling, right? Because she wasn't paying much attention to that bit. Good.
Yes, exactly. Chaser. Sounded about right. Well, that was a very nice coincidence, though, because he liked Max, he was a cool kid. As far as talking to him goes..., "I hardly ever see him." Mostly never. Perhaps he was one of those Ravenclaws that actually liked to study and read books...in the Common Room, because Treyen would've seen him in the Library. The Head Boy nodded next. Surely, his mom was proud of him, no doubt about it.
The other kiss had been unexpected. But greatly appreciated.
AND...yes, he'll try to pass to Messer if Lewis didn't. Though, in all fairness, once the whistle was blown it was hard to think this stuff over. One usually did their best and if the chance relied on him to score, then he was taking that chance.
No. She couldn't understand what that single answer meant? What this all meant to him? Because he couldn't afford to be worrying about her even more. He kept his distance and shook his head as she spoke, his eyes weren't meeting hers. Madness, this was. And he'll go to Vindictus and talk to the man if he knew the Flying man would agree with him, but he'll probably give Ellie all the reason. "No. You'll want to go slow at first, then you'll gest faster and faster...and NO." His answer was very simple. His reason behind it...not so much.
'I'm going to go after it'. She'll do ANYTHING in her hands to get ONE Snitch, hence why he didn't trust her with this odd ideas for practices. Dangerous ones too.
"Don't." Eyes on her, almost pleading mercy on behalf of his heart. She'll be the death of him, seriously. "Please, Ellie." He'd done nothing wrong to deserve being punished right now.
"We could walk through it. That's all I can help you with." However, he could go flying inside the stands, it was okay if he did. Not that he'll think of doing that himself.
His voice held a serious tone next, "Try not to let me find out that you did it, either." That would upset him even more. He could only take care of her for so little time, and she was going to be reckless the rest of it. No fair.
"Nope," she agreed,
"But you have permission to." ...He knew that, right? Plus, knowing her, Ellie would probably never realize she was being ridiculous and would need that...reality check of sorts.
Right. Well, that was unfortunate.
"He likes to bury himself under books and hide in the Common Room." A very silly thing, if you ask her. He should get out more.
"Especially with OWLs." Honestly, she was surprised he survived like that at all.
"But you could catch him before or after practices." Because as far as she knew, that was the only time Max emerged aside from classes.
.....
He wasn't coming back. That was when Ellie cast around for a bench she could sit on. Alas, there was none in the immediate vicinity, so she dug her fists further into the pockets of his jacket.
She rolled her eyes.
"That was the general idea," she muttered more to herself than for Treyen's sake. It
was her plan. To go through it slowly, and gradually build speed.
And why did he answer 'no' anyway? She wasn't asking for his
permission to do this. Help, perhaps. So maybe he was answering that he wasn't going to
help her but...she wanted
his help. Of course, she could find someone else she trusted, then. Like Max. But honestly, no offense to Max, but he wasn't
Treyen.
Okay...SERIOUSLY?
"Walk through it?" He was being completely....ridiculous. She breathed a laugh at the irony of it. How they were just talking about it, and it ended up being the perfect word to describe his current state. Maybe he was right. Maybe she was never the ridiculous one. Treyen was clearly ridiculous enough for the both of them.
"What good is that going to do? It wouldn't be anywhere near the same thing." In fact, it might even be counter productive. She might get too used to walking it and be completely disoriented on a broom.
....
Ellie wasn't expecting to hear what had been said next. So basically, she couldn't get someone else to help her, or word would get back to him and then what? THEN WHAT, Treyen?
"Or what?" she asked, annoyed at this point. What was SO bad about her trying this? It made SO much sense to go ahead and fly under there while she could control when and how fast and with who.
"Fine," she said, softly but sarcastically,
"I'll just go in blind the next match. Cross my fingers and hope for the best." Was THAT what he'd rather?
She rolled her eyes again. More at herself this time. She so desperately wanted him to come back. To take his hand and tell him it wasn't a bad idea. That it made the most sense. That it was going to be fine and increase her chances of being fine in a match. But Ellie wasn't going to be the one approaching him. In case he only backed up further.