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aaetha · 10-15-2013, 05:50 PM

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Originally Posted by Symphora

Henric stood there and noticed a ravenclaw already settled in on the floor. He assumed, she must had an idea on what was happening. Being a first year was such a disadvantage. Half the time he was lost in this castle and the other half sort of trying to put together all the classes he had been. Not to mention the stress of homework assignments.He decided to gather up some courage and tap her on the shoulder
"Uhh...do you know where are all the desk and chairs went?" he asked softly.

Someone was touching her. Why was someone touching her? Wasn't it clear that she was busy wallowing on the floor in misery and boredom? Why would a person bother someone in the middle of something as vitally important as this? Adrienne sighed and eventually decided that yes, she'd bother to grace whoever was unnecessarily touching her with at least a glance in their direction, and so she lifted her head to see who was accosting her.

...oh, it was a firstie. Well, probably a firstie, or a really young-looking third year, because he definitely wasn't in her year and he was definitely between the ages of eleven and thirteen. She put her head back down on the floor, breathing out in relief at not having to exert any energy anymore.

And what, he was asking her questions? How was she supposed to know what was going on? She was just as confused as the rest of the class. Adrienne should have probably lifted her head again to talk to him, but instead she addressed her answer at the air above her. "If I knew, do you think I'd be lying on the floor, confused and burdened by boredom?" she asked the ceiling.

10-15-2013, 05:50 PM	#54 (permalink)
aaetha Billywig Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Gallifrey (GMT +1) Posts: 3,393 Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrienne Rebecca Colbert Seventh Year	The Last of Her Kind Quote: Originally Posted by Symphora Henric stood there and noticed a ravenclaw already settled in on the floor. He assumed, she must had an idea on what was happening. Being a first year was such a disadvantage. Half the time he was lost in this castle and the other half sort of trying to put together all the classes he had been. Not to mention the stress of homework assignments.He decided to gather up some courage and tap her on the shoulder "Uhh...do you know where are all the desk and chairs went?" he asked softly. Someone was touching her. Why was someone touching her? Wasn't it clear that she was busy wallowing on the floor in misery and boredom? Why would a person bother someone in the middle of something as vitally important as this? Adrienne sighed and eventually decided that yes, she'd bother to grace whoever was unnecessarily touching her with at least a glance in their direction, and so she lifted her head to see who was accosting her. ...oh, it was a firstie. Well, probably a firstie, or a really young-looking third year, because he definitely wasn't in her year and he was definitely between the ages of eleven and thirteen. She put her head back down on the floor, breathing out in relief at not having to exert any energy anymore. And what, he was asking her questions? How was she supposed to know what was going on? She was just as confused as the rest of the class. Adrienne should have probably lifted her head again to talk to him, but instead she addressed her answer at the air above her. "If I knew, do you think I'd be lying on the floor, confused and burdened by boredom?" she asked the ceiling. __________________