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MadMadamMalfoy · 10-01-2020, 12:44 PM

SPOILER!!: Claudine <3

One thing most people didn't’ know about Heath was that he didn’t particularly like being alone; he just accepted it as a necessary evil to avoid ridicule. Having friends and a big family was great most of the time, but others, it made him feel even more alone than ever. The people in his life didn’t understand him, except… He managed a slight smile at Claudine’s words. Seeing her blush like that brought a pink tinge to his cheeks too, and he bowed his head so that his hair would hide it. “I know,” he said when he finally found his voice.

It didn’t occur to him that he made the activity useless by giving Claudine his notes. He was just trying to let her know what was bothering him without the rest of the class overhearing. His expression changed as she answered his question. Oh, so he had been correct in guessing which hand she used to tie her ribbon? He wasn’t sure how to feel about that. “I trust you already know what that means,” he said. He couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud, just in case this wasn’t a load of bantha dung and it did mean she’d find love with some other guy.

Heath was glad when the lesson moved on to something else. He had no idea how to respond to Professor Kitridge’s question! Personally, he found it harder to read another person than himself. When making a prediction for yourself, you know how to answer the questions on the list, but there were some things that you couldn’t tell about another person just by looking. Asking questions could help, but it also made things super awkward! Was that the kind of answer the professor was looking for? He didn’t know and wasn’t willing to risk saying the wrong thing, so he kept his thoughts to himself as he got up to change back into his uniform.

He returned to his seat moments later, his tie clumsily knotted because he’d used his left hand to loop it this time in hopes that it would undo the prediction he got earlier. Did it work like that? Was it possible for someone who knew what the interpretations meant to manipulate their prediction by dressing a certain way? Part of him wanted to ask the professor, but he realized what a weird question it was and kept quiet.

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MadMadamMalfoy Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,149 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Seventh Year	Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ ❄ Showtunes > Everything ❄ ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll SPOILER!!: Claudine <3 Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Perhaps it was not really that obvious to others that something was off with Heath but Claudine had gone to know him better over the past year so that was why she had been able to easily pick up on something being off about him. That something off turned out to be sadness. Puzzled by this realisation, she took his notes and read the second interpretation as instructed. Oh. That explained everything. Quite frankly, the girl wouldn’t mind being alone and this interpretation would not have winded her. But, not everyone was Claudine Blaze. “That’s silly,’’ she remarked calmly, handing the notes back. “You have a huge family. I’m sure you’ll have great friends too since you’re being more social. Plus…’’ The fourth year blushed a slightly deeper shade of red. “You’ll be okay with me around.’’ Moving on. Well, since Heath had handed her his notes, the exercise was sort of rendered useless. This was the exact reason why Claudine had thought that it was completely pointless. Here was Heath about to tell her something she already knew. “Left, I believe.’’ Claudine shrugged, unconcerned. Yes, she did know what it would do to him. “Divination isn’t reliable,’’ Claudine repeated firmly. One thing most people didn't’ know about Heath was that he didn’t particularly like being alone; he just accepted it as a necessary evil to avoid ridicule. Having friends and a big family was great most of the time, but others, it made him feel even more alone than ever. The people in his life didn’t understand him, except… He managed a slight smile at Claudine’s words. Seeing her blush like that brought a pink tinge to his cheeks too, and he bowed his head so that his hair would hide it. “I know,” he said when he finally found his voice. It didn’t occur to him that he made the activity useless by giving Claudine his notes. He was just trying to let her know what was bothering him without the rest of the class overhearing. His expression changed as she answered his question. Oh, so he had been correct in guessing which hand she used to tie her ribbon? He wasn’t sure how to feel about that. “I trust you already know what that means,” he said. He couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud, just in case this wasn’t a load of bantha dung and it did mean she’d find love with some other guy. Heath was glad when the lesson moved on to something else. He had no idea how to respond to Professor Kitridge’s question! Personally, he found it harder to read another person than himself. When making a prediction for yourself, you know how to answer the questions on the list, but there were some things that you couldn’t tell about another person just by looking. Asking questions could help, but it also made things super awkward! Was that the kind of answer the professor was looking for? He didn’t know and wasn’t willing to risk saying the wrong thing, so he kept his thoughts to himself as he got up to change back into his uniform. He returned to his seat moments later, his tie clumsily knotted because he’d used his left hand to loop it this time in hopes that it would undo the prediction he got earlier. Did it work like that? Was it possible for someone who knew what the interpretations meant to manipulate their prediction by dressing a certain way? Part of him wanted to ask the professor, but he realized what a weird question it was and kept quiet. __________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true...