08-25-2015, 09:10 PM
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SPOILER!!: Riley and Sam Quote:
Originally Posted by natekka  Between the time it took to get settled and for someone else to want to share the compartment, Riley had made herself very much at home and comfortable. She had her feet long ways across the seat and was leaning against the wall next to the window, so when someone did come to the door, she could see them straight off. Like the boy that had just stuck his head through the door.
Riley offered the boy, Sam, a big smile and nodded. "C'mon in. There's PLENTY of room." Across from her, maybe, but that was beside the point. "Oh and my name's Riley," she replied because knowing each others names meant they were now acquaintances, and the more acquaintances she had, the better.
Before she could ask him anything else or launch into her 'excited about Hogwarts' speech, though, someone something else came into the compartment. Straight into her lap. A CAT. "'ello there, little one," she said with a grin on her face. Odd situation, maybe, but she took it in her stride and stroked the cat behind its ears. OOPS. Then off went her cat into Sam's lap. She looked up at Sam and gave a shrug and an apologetic look before looking up and noticing that the not-her-cat's owner (Rooney) had entered the carriage. "Don't worry about it," she giggled, "cats will do what they wanna do." She'd owned a cat for a grand total of one week, but this new boy didn't know that, so for all he knew she was an expert. Quote:
Originally Posted by 2111jen Sam nodded and sat down. "Nice to meet you, Riley," He said and sat down. He offered a hand but quickly dropped it when A CAT landed in his lap! He laughed a bit and pet the cat.
"Ay' there little one," He smiled and looked up for the owner of the cat. Pomegranate was the worst and SO embarrassing that the Ravenclaw could already feel the warmth flooding from his sandwich-full belly to his cheeks, and they were clearly matching the colour of one of the Hogwarts houses. And not the one that he had been sorted into. He was glad that the girl Pomme had sought out was not a cat-hater, nor someone allergic. Well, hopefully not the latter - that would be incredibly problematic. "He really just likes attention. He's very much a Gryffindor, were the hat to sort him." It hadn't, though. Rooney had tried his hardest to understand magic enough to recreate the object that was the sorting hat.
It hadn't happened.
Moving into the compartment, he crouched before the girl and opened his arms for Pomegranate with hope for him to get into his arms.
That didn't happen either.
"He likes cat people the best. Are you one?"
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