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SilverTiger · 08-11-2013, 08:04 AM

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Originally Posted by Mandana

To say that Patrick hadn't been looking forward to the end of the term would have been as much of a lie as saying that chocolate hadn't helped with Dementors after they had been around, obviously it did because he would have been curled in a ball somewhere in the corner of the castle otherwise, definitely not a good thing but what had perplexed him the most was the question of why exactly Hogwarts had to put up with not only the financial situation that threatened to close the school; also the whole situation with the Dementors which hadn't seemed to dissipate as the term passed. Regardless of the unanswered questions, he wasn't about to deal with more frustrations that what had been needed. With Orion firmly set in his cage, he only boarded the train and deposited his luggage in the compartment before heading back towards the front cars to find himself a seat, of course he would have saved a place for Kendall whenever she showed up because he hadn't seen his girlfriend in a little while and he was curious to find out if anything major happened outside what he had deal with himself.

As soon as he had found an empty compartment, he quickly entered it and closed the door so that there was at least a moment of peace with his thoughts before a conversation managed to distract him; the sound of his owl's squawks just about shattered the silence within the compartment but he didn't mind since that proved that Orion hadn't been affected by the strange happenings at the school. At least it was the end of term and that meant getting to go back home, or well his new home in Galway which had been a million times better than living in Reading. Now it was just time to wait, which hadn't always been easy but with chocolate in his messenger bag to distract him; that wouldn't have been so bad after all.

On a positive note, Kendall had gotten most of the blue-indigo to dissipate from her hair on her own between the feast and heading to catch the train in Hogsmeade. It would have blended in with her fedora otherwise, but by now it was only a trace. There was still a bit more left until she had calmed down enough for that last little hint of color to disappear and her hair to be back to its normal pink-streaked auburn, but she felt proud that she’d accomplished getting her control back as much as she had on her own. Now there would just be the train ride to look forward to, and hopefully locating Patrick, since he’d been noticeably absent from the feast. She knew she’d find him if he was hiding out on the train, though, especially since there wasn’t any other way for him to get from Hogwarts to London, let alone to Galway afterward. He had to be on the train somewhere, and even if she couldn’t find him, she could have Accio look. One of them would find him, or she’d just go see if Beezus felt any better than before. One way or another, she wouldn’t end up sitting by herself on the ride back to Kings Cross.

After depositing her trunk into the luggage compartment, shifting a few more pieces of chocolate from it to her shoulder bag just in case, along with a sketchbook and some pencils, she’d set off to look through the compartments. She’d let Accio roam, but the cat seemed to be sticking close for now to the point of almost tripping her a few times. It was weird, but she figured the tabby cat had gone through just as much as she had. Maybe he was paranoid too, but she was fairly sure dementors wouldn’t be invading the train. Especially not after they’d gotten further away from Hogsmeade, and she’d managed to make her way toward the front cars. Once she’d gotten there, she heard a familiar owl squawk and beelined for a closed compartment door. Not even bothering to check and make sure she had the right one, she slipped inside, shutting the door again after Accio had ran in after her. “There you are,” she said, finally looking and seeing her boyfriend sitting there by himself and going over to him. She’d comforted Beezus at the feast, now she needed some, and she slid down onto the floor to lean against his legs as her cat crawled into her lap. Group cuddling was needed.

08-11-2013, 08:04 AM	#35 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,280 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Fourth Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Quote: Originally Posted by Mandana To say that Patrick hadn't been looking forward to the end of the term would have been as much of a lie as saying that chocolate hadn't helped with Dementors after they had been around, obviously it did because he would have been curled in a ball somewhere in the corner of the castle otherwise, definitely not a good thing but what had perplexed him the most was the question of why exactly Hogwarts had to put up with not only the financial situation that threatened to close the school; also the whole situation with the Dementors which hadn't seemed to dissipate as the term passed. Regardless of the unanswered questions, he wasn't about to deal with more frustrations that what had been needed. With Orion firmly set in his cage, he only boarded the train and deposited his luggage in the compartment before heading back towards the front cars to find himself a seat, of course he would have saved a place for Kendall whenever she showed up because he hadn't seen his girlfriend in a little while and he was curious to find out if anything major happened outside what he had deal with himself. As soon as he had found an empty compartment, he quickly entered it and closed the door so that there was at least a moment of peace with his thoughts before a conversation managed to distract him; the sound of his owl's squawks just about shattered the silence within the compartment but he didn't mind since that proved that Orion hadn't been affected by the strange happenings at the school. At least it was the end of term and that meant getting to go back home, or well his new home in Galway which had been a million times better than living in Reading. Now it was just time to wait, which hadn't always been easy but with chocolate in his messenger bag to distract him; that wouldn't have been so bad after all. On a positive note, Kendall had gotten most of the blue-indigo to dissipate from her hair on her own between the feast and heading to catch the train in Hogsmeade. It would have blended in with her fedora otherwise, but by now it was only a trace. There was still a bit more left until she had calmed down enough for that last little hint of color to disappear and her hair to be back to its normal pink-streaked auburn, but she felt proud that she’d accomplished getting her control back as much as she had on her own. Now there would just be the train ride to look forward to, and hopefully locating Patrick, since he’d been noticeably absent from the feast. She knew she’d find him if he was hiding out on the train, though, especially since there wasn’t any other way for him to get from Hogwarts to London, let alone to Galway afterward. He had to be on the train somewhere, and even if she couldn’t find him, she could have Accio look. One of them would find him, or she’d just go see if Beezus felt any better than before. One way or another, she wouldn’t end up sitting by herself on the ride back to Kings Cross. After depositing her trunk into the luggage compartment, shifting a few more pieces of chocolate from it to her shoulder bag just in case, along with a sketchbook and some pencils, she’d set off to look through the compartments. She’d let Accio roam, but the cat seemed to be sticking close for now to the point of almost tripping her a few times. It was weird, but she figured the tabby cat had gone through just as much as she had. Maybe he was paranoid too, but she was fairly sure dementors wouldn’t be invading the train. Especially not after they’d gotten further away from Hogsmeade, and she’d managed to make her way toward the front cars. Once she’d gotten there, she heard a familiar owl squawk and beelined for a closed compartment door. Not even bothering to check and make sure she had the right one, she slipped inside, shutting the door again after Accio had ran in after her. “There you are,” she said, finally looking and seeing her boyfriend sitting there by himself and going over to him. She’d comforted Beezus at the feast, now she needed some, and she slid down onto the floor to lean against his legs as her cat crawled into her lap. Group cuddling was needed. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥