SPOILER!!: Vivi and Kendall
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Cassirin
The chocolate frog suddenly sitting in front of her nose was so... genuine and unexpected and sweet that Vivi couldn't help but burst out laughing, a little choking burble of noise. She sat up and swiped at her face as she spun around and tugged Kendall into a hug. Ridiculous and sweet thing. "I'm fine. Just... lots of emotions in the Great Hall tonight. Everyone is leaving, and some of us aren't coming back."
Sort of true. True enough, at least. She released Kendall and tugged Beezus into a hug next. "He's innocent. I'm just being silly. Now then... let's go join the party." She nodded down the table to where Max and Louisa and Spike were sitting. This was beginning to be too much about her, and she would rather share the evening with her friends.
She leaned in to give him a hug too, since the girls had just received theirs, and her mouth pressed close to his ear. It was impossible to put his mind at ease, but if she could keep him from blundering about or saying something that would hurt himself or Louisa, then Vivi would offer all the help she could. "What I told you in the library, and about the letter." But not at all about... his demons, as he'd put it. Not hers to tell. Not hers to understand, although there was a little warm spot in her stomach that hadn't been there before. Ever.
"Will you wait for me at the barrier tomorrow? I want to see you before we leave," Vivi pulled back and clapped his arm a bit more heartily than necessary. She needed to talk to him again, but she wasn't going to do it with an audience. Even if it was just long enough to check in, she didn't want to close the book on Hogwarts without seeing him again.
But for now... Vivi plucked at his sleeve to rise before herding Beezus and Kendall down the table toward the other seventh years and Spike. "We've made up," she informed Louisa with a pert nod of her ponytail before sliding in next to Max and nuzzling his shoulder.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
SilverTiger
As the seconds drew on after her setting the chocolate frogs down, Kendall honestly was starting to think that she needed to stop offering chocolate to her housemates. At least Logan and Hannah had actually ackowledged the offer, and thanked her for it, but she'd already had Mika act like she hadn't offered it back when they'd all been locked out of the common room, and now Vickers had barely even noticed. Either something was very wrong, or her fellow Claws just didn't appreciate how hard it was for her to actually give up chocolate. Especially when she was trying to help, and the dark blue just kept creeping slowly up from the ends of her hair as she glanced between Beezus, Vickers, and Vivi, who still had her head down on the table so should have realized there was a chocolate frog practically an inch away from her nose. At least the frogs were being uncharacteristically docile and not moving, which had distracted her for a moment. Either their charms had worn off, or it understood how weird the moment was.
She had just decided the charms had probably worn off when a really weird gurgly sound had bubbled up from Vivi. Almost a laugh, but still just weird and confusing and definitely breaking through the silence that had settled over their little bubble of space at the table, and she had turned her head toward the blonde only to find herself enveloped in a hug. Um, okay, she thought, listening as Vivi had spoken to her, trying to explain what was wrong. "I know that, but...," she said, glancing over at Vickers again as she was finally released and Beezus was now the one getting the Vivi-hug. Definitely a lot of emotions going around, but she was still confused. It was about leaving, but Vickers was innocent of something. Either way, she dug in her pocket and bit into another piece of chocolate as the attention was back even the tiniest bit on her. The other frogs were still Vickers' and Vivi's if they wanted them, but she wanted chocolate too if they were moving to join the others.
Especially as there was another pause as Vivi had gone back to talking to Vickers, and she used her chocolate to keep her from listening in to figure out what was going on. Which was good, as next thing she knew, she was being herded down the table toward the other group, along with Beezus and, she assumed, Vickers. "Um, hi!," she said awkwardly to the other older students. The Head Girl, the other prefect, and everyone else who was currently being nuzzled by Vivi. She definitely didn't have enough chocolate in her pockets for them all, if they were going to be all upset too. But then, hopefully the speech was going to happen soon and they'd get other food too. Whenever Headmistress Truebridge stopped screeching for something to be killed, and her gaze flickered back toward the staff table. This was definitely a weird feast.
First he thought Vivi fainted, then she was mumbling, then suddenly she was up and giving Beezus and Kendall a hug. Was he so disoriented he's hallucinating in all of this? But then Vivi turned and embraced him, whispering the answer to his ear.
.... Seriously if Vivi's arms wasnt around him
he might've face-planted on the table himself.
Louisa knows the library and the letter. His features darkened considerably.
He wanted to tell Louisa about all that, as it is but fair to her that she knows firsthand since she was his girlfriend. But now he's stuck playing catchup-- or is that defense?
But before he can ask Vivi any more about how the ginger gal found out she was saying about meeting her at the barrier
"I.... ok." he mumbled before having the group join Max, Spike and Louisa. Will he actually make it to the wall in one piece? Who knows.
Then there was this SHRIEKING at the Staff table, and he turned his head to figure out what the commotion was about. Something about the Headmistress and a frog. Great, he might end up being turned into one of those before the feast is over...
With Kendall's chocolate frog fumbled nervously between his fingers he sat himself across the Head Girl, finding the strength to look at her even when his insides were churning. He tried to speak but realized his throat has dried up completely, and reached out for a drink before a shaky hand returned the glass next to his plate. Clasping his hands together under the table he muttered feebly
"Y-You all set? I'll help bring your things to the platform and the train." He needed to talk to her. And her alone.