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sweetpinkpixie · 01-09-2025, 01:24 AM

Boys really were thick.

His eye roll met hers with a well-practiced precision, and she couldn’t help but smile at the ease with which he provided the moment. It was almost too easy, verging on dull — but Calliope was determined to add a touch more flair. "Secret passages... like the one to her heart," she hummed, her smile almost self-satisfied as she folded her arms across her chest. Another eye roll followed, this time more exaggerated, more dramatic. "Dad went here, my cousins went, and some still do. My sister goes here. I’m already at least a hundred steps ahead of you."

And the bread tossing had been way more entertaining and less gushy. Time well spent, even if she hadn't understood what the older Slytherin had muttered under his breath. She had been too busy enjoying the feast that arrived and she her fun put on pause due to his stirring.

"It’s more than aesthetic," she shot back, though anyone who knew her well would realize that aesthetic was, in fact, the lens through which she’d judged most of her life. The brief spat with the wandmaker had been proof enough of that. "My uncle was a hatstall between Slytherin and Hufflepuff, actually." As for the marching comment, she wrinkled her nose, but the compliment was taken nonetheless, tucked away with the smallest sense of pride.

"You're funny," she remarked, poking his cheek with a teasing glint in her eye, her lips pursed in that way that made her look both curious and mischievous. "You sure do think I should be the leader of everything." It wasn’t that she didn’t have the capability, nor the ambition — it was simply that leadership felt too much like extra work, would steal focus from her own spotlight, and she preferred working alone.

Calliope patted her robe pockets for the box of Bertie Bott's she had left over from the train ride over. She had picked out most of her favorites already, but there were some non-bogus flavors remaining. Probably. "Okay, Ravenclaw," she teased with a grin as she tilted the opening of the box towards him to share. "You're already surrendering to the truth. Sounds like I'll beat you in under five." He walked right into that one too, even if she did not wholeheartedly believe such an accomplishment would even happen this term.

"So," she hummed, popping one of the beans into her mouth and taking the tiniest chew to see if it was a flavor she enjoyed or whether she needed to spit it out. "If I sneak a broomstick into the dormitory, do you think anyone will notice, and if they do should I just blame it on Peeves?"

01-09-2025, 01:24 AM	#5 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,551 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Boys really were thick. His eye roll met hers with a well-practiced precision, and she couldn’t help but smile at the ease with which he provided the moment. It was almost too easy, verging on dull — but Calliope was determined to add a touch more flair. "Secret passages... like the one to her heart," she hummed, her smile almost self-satisfied as she folded her arms across her chest. Another eye roll followed, this time more exaggerated, more dramatic. "Dad went here, my cousins went, and some still do. My sister goes here. I’m already at least a hundred steps ahead of you." And the bread tossing had been way more entertaining and less gushy. Time well spent, even if she hadn't understood what the older Slytherin had muttered under his breath. She had been too busy enjoying the feast that arrived and she her fun put on pause due to his stirring. "It’s more than aesthetic," she shot back, though anyone who knew her well would realize that aesthetic was, in fact, the lens through which she’d judged most of her life. The brief spat with the wandmaker had been proof enough of that. "My uncle was a hatstall between Slytherin and Hufflepuff, actually." As for the marching comment, she wrinkled her nose, but the compliment was taken nonetheless, tucked away with the smallest sense of pride. "You're funny," she remarked, poking his cheek with a teasing glint in her eye, her lips pursed in that way that made her look both curious and mischievous. "*You sure do think I should be the leader of everything." It wasn’t that she didn’t have the capability, nor the ambition — it was simply that leadership felt too much like extra work, would steal focus from her own spotlight, and she preferred working alone. Calliope patted her robe pockets for the box of Bertie Bott's she had left over from the train ride over. She had picked out most of her favorites already, but there were some non-bogus flavors remaining. Probably. "Okay, Ravenclaw," she teased with a grin as she tilted the opening of the box towards him to share. "You're already surrendering to the truth. Sounds like I'll beat you in under five." He walked right into that one too, even if she did not wholeheartedly believe such an accomplishment would even happen this term. "So," she hummed, popping one of the beans into her mouth and taking the tiniest chew to see if it was a flavor she enjoyed or whether she needed to spit it out. "If I sneak a broomstick into the dormitory, do you think anyone will notice, and if they do should I just blame it on Peeves?*" __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like