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Kennedy had done the whole awkward self explanatory speech because he didn't want to offend her, but the girl wanted him to say mean mean, so he would. "Okay then, you have a mean beater's arm," he said. He should have just stuck with that in the beginning. Kennedy had the urge to nod. He could see that she wasn't the tallest or biggest of players, but it wasn't always about that. "Height and size don't matter as much as determination." And as far as he's seen she had plenty of it. Then he grew nervous. No one has seen him play except back home and he didn't need to prove himself either, but he managed to hide his anxiety and instead grinned. "Me? No, not unless I break a leg or something." Really, if he could walk on both legs then he was going to be there. Plus, the only one this meeting benefited was him, right?
He nodded. Tomorrow he would show Sierra his Quidditch skills. Hopefully the pitch would be empty just in case he made a fool of himself. On the good side, he was going to be busy instead of thinking of things he didn't want to think of.
The Prefect grinned again. It made him feel better that he wasn't the only Slytherin used to not talking about their feelings. Some times he thought he was just strange, apparently not. His eyebrows knitted together as he remembered something that's been nudging him since Sierra mentioned her mom. His eyebrows rose and he said, "Professor Lafay is your...mom." He's heard rumors about Lafay marrying Sierra's father, but Kennedy never really believed in gossip. Most of the time it wasn't true.
At her shocked expression Kennedy mentally scolded himself. She might not see kidnapping as a good thing since her experience hadn't been the same as his. "My father was awarded my custody so I moved in with him after last term. I've never met him, so as one could imagine it was weird." Weird was an understatement. The man was insane. "My godfather, Xavier, and father are brothers...so Xavier knew his ways and with assistance 'kidnapped' me." That's how his father had put it when he saw him again before boarding the train. "I know it sounds weird, but just like you prefer your new mom I prefer my godfather." It was probably something hard to understand, especially the way he sped through it, but there were bits that even confused him to the point that he couldn't recall some of those events.
On that note, Sierra actually laughed. Then she jokingly flexed her muscle. She had no muscles. Well, none that actually qualified to be shown off.
"That's right. Look at these mean Beater arms," she said with a laugh.
"...but you're right. Height and size don't really matter. Professor Vindictus' brother, Mr. Rex Vindictus, doesn't seem to think I have a chance at playing Quidditch after graduation. I'm determined to prove him wrong, though." Yes. Sierra Greingoth wanted to be a pro Quidditch player when she got older.
"Well, good. If you're not going to show me up, then I'll more than gladly help you out," she said with a smirk. No, really she'd help him out regardless. This sort of talk was her nature, though. She got it from her father. Then the the talk suddenly shifted in a completely different direction.
"Yeah, ...she's my mom," she said, shrugging nonchalantly.
"My real mom as far as I'm concerned." That was just that. Bella was
not her mother.
"She married my father, but she legally adopted me." Life so much better now. Who knew that the woman known to some as Dragon Lady was actually a really awesome mom, as well?
Talk turned back to Kennedy's life at home, though, so Sierra got a little more serious and listened as he told his story. It seemed so unlike two Slytherins to be this open with one another, but Sierra felt as if she could suddenly tell this boy anything. What was worse is that she also felt that if he ever broke her heart, it'd actually hurt. Real hurt. Not that he knew she had a crush on him, but if he ever found out, and if he turned her down, she got this weird feeling she'd actually feel hurt.
"Well," she said, clearing her throat.
"I'm glad things are better now. I know how it feels for things to finally get better. I really do." Text Cut: Droo
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Droo Hecate walked into the common room and looked around. What was it with the house elves this term? Maybe it was the children... it was a pigsty.
"Sierr- Miss Griengoth! Master Escalante," She said eyeing not only them, but everyone in the common room. "And anyone else who is dawning Green and Silver colors, front and center please."
Sierra was just about to make some caring-type gesture toward Kennedy (maybe pat his hand or back, something like that), when she heard an all too familiar voice ring through the common room. She shot off the couch like it'd suddenly caught fire. She'd been sitting way too close to Kennedy. Well, closer than she'd normally sit next to a boy under Lafay's eye.
"H--hello, Professor Lafay," she said. A stutter? No. Just slight hesitation to speak at that exact moment. Without another word, she moved front and center.