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NiallNIP · 04-30-2021, 05:48 PM

SPOILER!!: The Kiddos

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Truthfully, Lia was mildly surprised it had taken Quinn until she had sat down to notice her presence. If he was feeling anything like she was, she couldn't blame him for not noticing. What she could blame him for was his lack of communication all summer. She hadn't heard anything from him in weeks. The entire summer in fact. Not a single letter, postcard or call. Not a word. While she had tried to find way to get in touch with him, her attempts had all failed. In the beginning it hadn't really been much of a big deal, she understood that everyone needed time, herself included. As the days moved into weeks and then slowly into a month and more.. well.. that wasn't good, was it? Which had led her to think that maybe she had done something to upset him in someway and he didn't want to talk with her but what had she done wrong?

Her own thoughts quickly melted away with a shout of her name and arms being thrown around her. It was in that instant in hearing Quinn's words that everything she had been currently thinking made no sense, something else had to be the reason for the lack of letters or calls. They could talk about it later. Right now... right now in this moment she was just going to hug her friend..

Dahlia twisted her upper body sideways a bit, sliding her arms around him in return so that she could hug back just as tightly. "Quinn..," she whispered softly biting her bottom lip to keep the sudden rush of tears that filled her eyes at bay. Hopefully he didn't mind that she was still very much holding onto him for the moment. "I missed you too." This was true. Her friends were one of the main reasons she was returning to Hogwarts.

Slowly she pulled back from the hug but remained sitting somewhat sideways on the sit so she could face him. Her summer? "It was.. " Lia paused for a second to see how best to word what she wanted to say. She didn't want to sugarcoat things nor did she want to say her summer had been horrible. "It was okay. It started off a bit rocky but it got better.. I.. got better.." She still was. Like most things it was going to take time and she probably was never going to fully be who she used to be but that was alright.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Separating briefly from Aries, one to the food trolley while the other (himself) went to find a compartment, Atlas was feeling more like he was looking down at himself moving through the corridors rather than being present in his own body. Leading up to boarding the Hogwarts Express had been...nice. Weird...but nice. Dad had wanted to recreate the whole first year experience since he had...missed it...and Atlas thought that it might unearth feelings he did not want to confront, a reminder of last year, but it hadn't. It had been like, well, like they were rewriting the story and that was a cool way to approach his second year.

So there was a little more pep to his step, though not quite a skip because that would be embarrassing and was reserved for a very finite situations, as he peeked into compartment after compartment for the environment that would suit both his and Aries' needs...which brought him to the compartment featuring a hugging Dalia and Quinn.

And a whole rush of A LOT consumed him instantly.

He had NOT meant to slam his fingers in the door while trying to slam things shut quickly so he wouldn't be noticed...but it happened...SLAM...and Atlas could hardly contain the roar in frustration at himself that this had happened in the first place. Muttering under his breath and blowing on the throbbing ~~possibly broken finger~~, the Gryffindor leaned against the wall beside the doors.

Quinn could hear the sadness in Lia's voice as she talked, and it dampened his own excitement to see her. Of course she would be upset... honestly, he was surprised he wasn't more upset about it. I mean, when he thought about it he was upset, but.... he didn't think much about it. He couldn't let himself.

"Oh, Dahlia... I'm here for you if you ever need to talk—"

SLAM

Quinn jumped out of his skin at the force with which the door was shut. He didn't even get to see well enough who had opened the door before it was slammed shut again. Quinn cocked an eyebrow at Dahlia before getting up, slowly sliding the door back open, peeking his head out...

A small gasp escaped Quinn's mouth. His face flushed and his mouth went dry. Seeing Atlas now, he was.... much less keen to see him than when he was by himself. He didn't have to think about the intricacies of what was going on between them when he was alone, he only had to think about his.... friend? And now that he was in front of him, he was presented with all the stupid complexities. This sucked.

It also dawned on Quinn that Atlas had slammed the door so hard.... because of him. Was it because of his mother's letter? Or... was it because.... of what Quinn did.... in the alley..? Quinn's throat started to get tight as he observed Atlas blowing on his fingers. He swallowed thickly. "Um.... are y-your fingers.... alright....?" Quinn strained out.

04-30-2021, 05:48 PM	#16 (permalink)
NiallNIP DERP Imp Join Date: Dec 2020 Location: Los Angeles!!!! Posts: 485 Hogwarts RPG Name: Quinn Kingsley Third Year Ministry RPG Name: Kittredge Flannigan	Dahlia I'm so sorry ur in the middle of this lovely The Gay Agenda™< >Homiesexual uwu SPOILER!!: The Kiddos Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander Truthfully, Lia was mildly surprised it had taken Quinn until she had sat down to notice her presence. If he was feeling anything like she was, she couldn't blame him for not noticing. What she could blame him for was his lack of communication all summer. She hadn't heard anything from him in weeks. The entire summer in fact. Not a single letter, postcard or call. Not a word. While she had tried to find way to get in touch with him, her attempts had all failed. In the beginning it hadn't really been much of a big deal, she understood that everyone needed time, herself included. As the days moved into weeks and then slowly into a month and more.. well.. that wasn't good, was it? Which had led her to think that maybe she had done something to upset him in someway and he didn't want to talk with her but what had she done wrong? Her own thoughts quickly melted away with a shout of her name and arms being thrown around her. It was in that instant in hearing Quinn's words that everything she had been currently thinking made no sense, something else had to be the reason for the lack of letters or calls. They could talk about it later. Right now... right now in this moment she was just going to hug her friend.. Dahlia twisted her upper body sideways a bit, sliding her arms around him in return so that she could hug back just as tightly. "Quinn..," she whispered softly biting her bottom lip to keep the sudden rush of tears that filled her eyes at bay. Hopefully he didn't mind that she was still very much holding onto him for the moment. "I missed you too." This was true. Her friends were one of the main reasons she was returning to Hogwarts. Slowly she pulled back from the hug but remained sitting somewhat sideways on the sit so she could face him. Her summer? "It was.. " Lia paused for a second to see how best to word what she wanted to say. She didn't want to sugarcoat things nor did she want to say her summer had been horrible. "It was okay. It started off a bit rocky but it got better.. I.. got better.." She still was. Like most things it was going to take time and she probably was never going to fully be who she used to be but that was alright. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Separating briefly from Aries, one to the food trolley while the other (himself) went to find a compartment, Atlas was feeling more like he was looking down at himself moving through the corridors rather than being present in his own body. Leading up to boarding the Hogwarts Express had been...nice. Weird...but nice. Dad had wanted to recreate the whole first year experience since he had...missed it...and Atlas thought that it might unearth feelings he did not want to confront, a reminder of last year, but it hadn't. It had been like, well, like they were rewriting the story and that was a cool way to approach his second year. So there was a little more pep to his step, though not quite a skip because that would be embarrassing and was reserved for a very finite situations, as he peeked into compartment after compartment for the environment that would suit both his and Aries' needs...which brought him to the compartment featuring a hugging Dalia and Quinn. And a whole rush of A LOT consumed him instantly. He had NOT meant to slam his fingers in the door while trying to slam things shut quickly so he wouldn't be noticed...but it happened...SLAM...and Atlas could hardly contain the roar in frustration at himself that this had happened in the first place. Muttering under his breath and blowing on the throbbing ~~possibly broken finger~~, the Gryffindor leaned against the wall beside the doors. Quinn could hear the sadness in Lia's voice as she talked, and it dampened his own excitement to see her. Of course she would be upset... honestly, he was surprised he wasn't more upset about it. I mean, when he thought about it he was upset, but.... he didn't think much about it. He couldn't let himself. "Oh, Dahlia... I'm here for you if you ever need to talk—" SLAM Quinn jumped out of his skin at the force with which the door was shut. He didn't even get to see well enough who had opened the door before it was slammed shut again. Quinn cocked an eyebrow at Dahlia before getting up, slowly sliding the door back open, peeking his head out... A small gasp escaped Quinn's mouth. His face flushed and his mouth went dry. Seeing Atlas now, he was.... much less keen to see him than when he was by himself. He didn't have to think about the intricacies of what was going on between them when he was alone, he only had to think about his.... friend? And now that he was in front of him, he was presented with all the stupid complexities. This sucked. It also dawned on Quinn that Atlas had slammed the door so hard.... because of him. Was it because of his mother's letter? Or... was it because.... of what Quinn did.... in the alley..? Quinn's throat started to get tight as he observed Atlas blowing on his fingers. He swallowed thickly. "Um.... are y-your fingers.... alright....?" Quinn strained out.