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sweetpinkpixie · 05-18-2025, 01:02 AM

Nyle pushed himself up onto his elbows, brushing a leaf out of his hair and offering a sheepish sort of smile. "Oh, well, er, I wasn’t, like, napping-napping. I mean, I might’ve been trying to, but mostly I just like being near the plants when the castle’s still quiet. It’s like…" He glanced around the Hufflepuff garden, voice lowering as though not to disturb the stems. "They wake up slower than people. Less pressure that way. I also didn't want to leave them," he explained with a sweeping gesture towards the potted plants he had brought down earlier, "all by themselves right away in case they were uncomfortable being in a new place so soon after being in another series of new places."

At her mention of Beauxbatons, his eyes lit up with interest, but he blinked quickly at the sound of her name. It bloomed in his head like a flash of morning light through dew-dappled petals. "That’s a really beautiful name," he said, before he could stop himself. His mouth opened like he might explain further and maybe say she reminded him of red valerian or flame azaleas and how 'Rory' felt like wild poppies, sun-warm and uncontainable... but the words ~~thankfully~~ tangled and he looked away quickly. Very fascinating bit of grass on his sleeve, you see.

"My mum went to Hogwarts too," he added in a rush, trying to smooth over the warmth in his cheeks and fill the void awkward silences created. "She was also a Hufflepuff and already extremely gifted in Herbology which is probably where I got the interest from and a big part of why I am always drawn to this part of the common room. My dad, though, he didn’t go to Hogwarts. Or… any formal school, really. He learned through apprenticeship and fieldwork and books that didn’t always have indexes."

He gave a small laugh, then shivered slightly when Rory mentioned liking scary stuff. "Oof, oh, um not me," he admitted, scrunching his nose. "I um, er, well...my sister is the one who is interested in those sorts of things even after...well...after some stuff... I prefer plants. They don’t jump out at you. Or, well, most of them don't usually." His expression softened, growing more thoughtful. "I guess I’ve always sort of felt like a sidewalk plant. You know? The kind that grows through a crack in the stone, just… quietly there. Not really noticed. People step right over you.... or on you. Doesn’t mean you’re not trying, though. Doesn’t mean you don’t want to bloom." He picked at a loose thread on his sleeve, another fascinating addition like the grass had been earlier. "Wallflowers get a bad reputation. But some of them smell really nice, if you take the time."

And then, realizing what he’d said, Nyle went quiet and stared very hard at a patch of nearby moss. 'If idiocy were a planet, you’d still be orbiting Uranus, Nyle' he berated himself.

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,467 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth 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 Nyle pushed himself up onto his elbows, brushing a leaf out of his hair and offering a sheepish sort of smile. "*Oh, well, er, I wasn’t, like, napping-napping. I mean, I might’ve been trying to, but mostly I just like being near the plants when the castle’s still quiet. It’s like…" He glanced around the Hufflepuff garden, voice lowering as though not to disturb the stems. "They wake up slower than people. Less pressure that way. I also didn't want to leave them," he explained with a sweeping gesture towards the potted plants he had brought down earlier, "all by themselves right away in case they were uncomfortable being in a new place so soon after being in another series of new places." At her mention of Beauxbatons, his eyes lit up with interest, but he blinked quickly at the sound of her name. It bloomed in his head like a flash of morning light through dew-dappled petals. "That’s a really beautiful name," he said, before he could stop himself. His mouth opened like he might explain further and maybe say she reminded him of red valerian or flame azaleas and how 'Rory' felt like wild poppies, sun-warm and uncontainable... but the words ~~thankfully~~ tangled and he looked away quickly. Very fascinating bit of grass on his sleeve, you see. "My mum went to Hogwarts too," he added in a rush, trying to smooth over the warmth in his cheeks and fill the void awkward silences created. "She was also a Hufflepuff and already extremely gifted in Herbology which is probably where I got the interest from and a big part of why I am always drawn to this part of the common room. My dad, though, he didn’t go to Hogwarts. Or… any formal school, really. He learned through apprenticeship and fieldwork and books that didn’t always have indexes." He gave a small laugh, then shivered slightly when Rory mentioned liking scary stuff. "Oof, oh, um not me," he admitted, scrunching his nose. "I um, er, well...my sister is the one who is interested in those sorts of things even after...well...after some stuff... I prefer plants. They don’t jump out at you. Or, well, most of them don't usually." His expression softened, growing more thoughtful. "I guess I’ve always sort of felt like a sidewalk plant. You know? The kind that grows through a crack in the stone, just… quietly there. Not really noticed. People step right over you.... or on you. Doesn’t mean you’re not trying, though. Doesn’t mean you don’t want to bloom." He picked at a loose thread on his sleeve, another fascinating addition like the grass had been earlier. "Wallflowers get a bad reputation. But some of them smell really nice, if you take the time.*" And then, realizing what he’d said, Nyle went quiet and stared very hard at a patch of nearby moss. 'If idiocy were a planet, you’d still be orbiting Uranus, Nyle' he berated himself. __________________ 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