SPOILER!!: Makes me cry Ethan
Ethan began to grow lost in his thoughts again, pondering things like the very near future, summer, wondering how certain things depended on others.. when he felt a hand through his hair and he turned slightly, casting questioning eyes to the owner of the hand. His gaze softened considerably at the sight of Minerva sitting next to him, the person who had been at the forefront of his mind.. though when wasn't she, really? And though she seemed sad, and he could feel his own emotions threatening to emerge, he gave her a small smile, happy that she decided to join him at his table and he opened his mouth to speak.
He closed it quickly, however, when she spoke first, gazing curiously at her as she quoted Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet.. his smile grew at the notion. So many thoughts flashed through his mind in that moment - from their fated meeting in class to the date she recently recreated at the lake and everything in between the last two and a half years.. working in the student gardens together, dancing at the fundraiser, sharing his summers with her in Germany, their first Valentine's Day together, even the heartwrenching moments that proved how strong their relationship was.. They really did have their own love story and she was his Juliet. Could it really be the last time he would sit at this table with her? He tried his hardest to push that thought away if only for the moment.
Taking his cue from her, Ethan picked up her hand and looked into her eyes. "Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" He picked up her hand and lightly pressed his lips to the back of it, keeping his eyes on her. It was apparent that she had been crying. He so did not want that for her, but he knew that the antidote mixed with the end of term issues was really taking its toll on her. The last few days had seemed better though, so he was hopefully things were evening out and would get better over summer. He smiled a little at her and continued further into the scene to a part that he felt could be meaningful. "By love, that first did prompt me to inquire. He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot. Yet, wert thou as far as that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise."
Ethan wondered how far she had gotten in that book of sonnets he lent her. There was one he might have to read to her later.. though he might know of a better time.. He let her hand go then lifted his hand to the side of her face, still looking into her eye. "You've been crying," he said simply, quietly. Trying to give her a small smile, he added, "No more tears." Then he put his arm around her and slid closer to her, kissing her forehead. He wanted their last moments at Hogwarts to be remembered as happy ones.
She couldn’t help but smile at the shocked look on his face, but her face was soon to mirror his with shock as he took her hand and recited Romeo’s part. As she watched him lift her hand to his lips she fought tears from making their appearance yet again. She really didn’t want to cry
again in front of him. She owed it to him not to cry, to be happy. He deserved a great night, a great feast with friends and without his girlfriend being a big cry baby over him not being with her next term. She was being selfish and she knew she was, but it was hard to think about not sitting at this table with him again. Blue eyes staying on his green she was about to continue when she was stopped by him continuing on. She bit her lip trying to make sure the tears didn’t make their way out. This was just so beyond sweet that she couldn’t fight it and a few tears escaped running down her cheek.
Trying to stop the tears she wiped her eyes with the tissue in her free hand. As his hand went to her face she looked away from him to the table when he asked about her crying. Well that was obvious since she couldn’t even hide it just now. No more tears that was easier said than done. She didn’t want to cry anymore and half the time she wasn’t sure why she was. All she knew was this term had turned out hard and not because of academics. How would she ever survive another term without him here. This was just horrible and she hated every minute of it.
Her reddened blue eyes looked back up again and she gave a small smile,
Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered. It was helping a bit from the sad awkward tension she knew was coming, but that was it she was done. No more Romeo and Juliet, because it was getting to her as well.
I’ll try to stop the tears.. I’m sorry.” She leaned into him with his arm around her and closed her eyes for a few moments trying to compose herself better.
“Congratulations by the way.. You did it.” She really really tried to sound as proud as she could of him, because she was.. She was super proud of him.
Just as she had finished the Juliet line Minerva heard her name and turned her puffy tear stained face to look at who the voice belong to. She blushed a bit thinking that Mika most likely heard their little poetic moment. She didn’t care really though it was a special moment between them and that’s all that mattered. Feeling his arm around her made her feel safe and comfortable so she tried to be a bit more social. [b] “Glad term is over?” She wondered what the almost fifth year had going on.
“Any big plans? You and Kaiden hanging out?” She really approved of Mika dating one of her badgers. She could get protective over them, but she knew Mika was great so it was a good fit for Kaiden.
SPOILER!!: Beezus, Blue, Ethan, and Elise
The brunette sighed and decided for the better to tear her gaze away from the sight and went searching for her co-Prefect instead. She found him easily so her legs went straight towards him. "Ethan, congratulations. You're off to the real world now." Despite things, she managed to smile faintly at him. His girlfriend though she was evil got a greeting too. "Minerva.."...or it was more of an acknowledgment, really.
The soon-to-be fifth year stood up, her bat in hand and slipped into the Great Hall for the what, second time this year? That was CRAZY. Like, doxy-droppings nutty. Blue glanced at the Slytherin table and decided it would be more appropriate not to go over there today but she'd say hi to her friends at some point. The girl made her way over to the Ravenclaw table and you know, gave them a glare.
“Do you know what you guys are?” Ethan and Elise, that was. “Rude. Incredibly rude.”
Well, now that they knew that, she twisted her wrist slightly to draw attention to the bat in her grip. And now she felt shy. And was blushing. Hazel. Blushing. It was so outrageous that it required birth-cert name instead of Blue. “So I kinda thought...maybe youguyswouldsignmybat? Justsomethingsoyouknowyouguysarestillkindaonthetea m. Every time I hit the bludger...technically you guys would be too. Or, ya know, you're names would be anyway.” They'd laugh, wouldn't they?
Minerva looked up again when she heard Ethan’s name and then her own, but she couldn’t help but notice the was it attitude that her name was said in. Seeing that it was Beezus, Minerva couldn’t help but wonder what she had ever done to this claw to get such a cold shoulder treatment from her most of term. She felt like she was always nice and willing to help out. For goodness sake she told the girl to go hug her boyfriend and that he gave good hugs. She could have told her to get lost and go find her own boyfriend to hug, but now she was nice and she would still be nice now.
“Hello Bee, how are you this evening?” She was in the same boat as Min with a seventh year boyfriend so Minerva couldn’t help but feel for the girl at the moment.
Then her blue eyes snapped up defensively as someone was calling Ethan… rude? Ethan was far from rude to anyone so she couldn’t help but look at Blue very oddly and when her eyes hit the bat she felt her blood start to boil at what the fourth year could possibly be thinking. She knew what kind of arm that girl had on her. The thought of it made Min take her hand to the back of her head without meaning to. She was about to step in, because
no one hurt her Ethan when Blue continued on about signing the bat. Min couldn’t help but smile and shed more tears at the same time. [b] “Blue that is one of the best ideas… It’s so sweet.” Even if Ethan was signing the bat that could have easily taken Min out for the long hall during that match.
Her eyes then turned to Elise the other claw beater, why was she signing the bat. She had another year, right? She saw her lean into Ethan and say something, but didn’t really hear what she as saying so she just shrugged it off. If the girl wanted the world to know she would have said it louder. So Min just gave her a small smile,
“I don’t think we have ever really introduced ourselves. I’m Min, but I guess you basically know that. You are a great beater.” She moved a little closer to Ethan and laid her head on his shoulder. All these emotions were leaving her just exhausted.
Minerva had shut her eyes for a few moments when she heard a familiar voice. It was Taylor, but she was talking to Ethan so Min figured it was okay to keep her eyes close. She would open them and say hi to her friend when they were done, but before she could there were new arms around her and she stiffened and let out a scream jumping into Ethan. She looked at the source of the hands and gave Taylor an apologetic look. Why did she have to have such a problem with hugging. She use to love hugs. Love them and now she couldn’t handle them at all. The first thought she had was her hair burning from that plant. If she ever had to go near plants again it was too soon.
“I.. I’m sorry.. I just can’t hug right now… E is the only.. I’m sorry Taylor.. I’m sorry..” She frowned and then heard the girls next words blushing a bit,
“I would have liked being in this house. I love my own, but this seems like my second family.” They really did seem like it. She loved cooking for the claw boys she had this term and she hoped Mo wouldn’t mind eating her food again next term.
SPOILER!!: Eliza
Eliza half dragged and half rushed to the end of the term feast. On one hand she was feeling a bit better than she had been, but on the other...she was awfully sad about the friends she'd be saying goodbye to. Donned in her Ravenclaw robes, the coppery haired girl took careful steps towards her table. She stopped a ways off before sitting down. Stopped so that she could watch her friend Ethan, to see him sit at their house table one last time. She knew she'd see him again out in Hogsmeade and London probably, but still. This was where she'd met the best friend she'd had thus far at Hogwarts. She sucked in a quick breath to try and steady herself. She did not want to put a damper on anyone's good time, though judging by the air in the room, she may not be the only one feeling this way.
She quickened her pace and sat next to Ethan quietly. After giving him a small smile, she turned up the volume on her positive appearance. "Hey guys," she said as a general greeting down towards all of her Quidditch mates who seemed to be glomped together. "Glad we all made it to the feast..." with the glaringly obvious possibility that any one of us could have been gone for good this term due to dementors... She did not say that thought aloud though. She doubted there was any need for it. They all knew what had happened at the castle this year, and they'd mostly been with each other for most of it. Everyone here knew how close they had come - and she was truly glad that her team was safe and sound. Though she couldn't say the same for at least one person this term. It had been a blur, but from the glimpse she'd caught of the scene at the syrup tasting party... She shook her head to try and dismiss the thought. Tonight was supposed to be somewhat happy. Bittersweet at least.
She turned back to Ethan and nodded at him. She hated being so quiet but, there wasn't really much for her to say now that she hadn't said already. He knew she was sad about him leaving. She didn't need to be a Debby Downer any more than she already had been of late. She tried to reduce the sound of a heavy sigh that began to escape her lungs as she fiddled with the plasticware in front of her.
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Hearing another familiar voice Minerva looked over at Eliza. The girl seemed happy. That was nice to see. She was another one that Minerva swore was poisoned by that syrup, but maybe she really wasn’t. Maybe Ethan really was right and no one was poisoned, but if no one was poisoned than that would mean she really had just lost her mind and she really was just mental. Which Minerva wasn’t sure which was worse. Either way her trip this summer was going to help… she hoped. It had to.. she had to get over these issues she had been having. Giving Eliza a small smile,
“Hey Eliza, ready for summer?” Of course it seemed everyone was ready, but Min wasn’t sure she was. She wanted term to end, she wanted to be home, well not really home but at Ethan’s, but she knew where she was headed and that kind of scared her. Leaning her head back on Ethan’s shoulder she sighed at the inner fight in her head. She just wish she could make it stop.