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Angie · 01-20-2009, 02:30 AM

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Originally Posted by Raquelin.

For the first time, Eleanor had fallen asleep during the train ride to Hogwarts.
She hadn’t been able to fall sleep in the previous night, that was probably the main reason why she slept during the ride.

With a long yawn, and with absolutely no hurry (after all she was going spend the next nine months in there), the brunette stepped inside the great hall, letting the other students pass by her. As long as they didn’t bump into her, she was cool.
Nothing had changed in there, it was exactly the same way she remembered.
She hopped the chocolate cookies hadn’t changed a little as well.

Ellie was walking towards her table, she couldn’t wait to see Clifford, Evangeline and Emily, that Ellie hopped to be attending to Hogwarts. Those were the people she had missed the most.
However, the brunette stopped half-way to her table and turned around, starting to walk in the direction of the Ravenclaw table.
She had also missed her best friend, and even though Willow was not the first person she had remembered she wanted to see, Ellie had missed her , and her incredibly sarcasm and drama: that Willow always let know how disliked it much. Haha Willow could keep saying that for the rest of her days, Ellie knew she loved drama.

Her arms folded across her chest in a self-confident way and a smirk was on her lips as she passed by the Hufflepuff table.
Merlin knew she was happy to be back to Hogwarts. Summer holidays were suffocating to Ellie. Having the spend most of the time with her twin sister was the worst thing someone could do the her.
Well, not the worst, but still.. it was pretty awful.
She wanted Quidditch tryouts to start and oddly, she also wanted certain classes to try. It seemed that this year she was feeling more competitive and determinate than she could ever remember.
But that competitively and determination would eventually start fading with the passing of the months.

“Willow ? Willloooowwww!” The brunette called, looking from side to side for her friend, but no one answered back.
The brunette raised an eyebrow inwardly, and then started to walk around the Ravenclaw table, calling her friend’s name a couple more times.
But there was no Willow in sight.
Still with her arms crossed, Ellie stopped walking as she felt her patience vanishing. “KOVAC!” Ellie called again, this time, louder..
Maaayybe a little bit to loud, since her heard her voice standing out from all the others. But to be perfectly hones, she didn’t quite care, right at that moment, she just wanted to ask Willow if she had turned deaf during the summer vacations.

Some Slytherin girl coming all the way from her table to cause what seemed to be trouble, a food fight that could potentially cost them points so early in the term, one of her best friends having a potato on her robes because of the ridiculous food fight, a ghost scolding the chaos creators. . . Willow registered none of this thing, for the fifteen year old had grown distracted since the moment she took seat in the long Ravenclaw table.

Of course, the girl quickly snapped back to reality as soon as she spotted the man who seemed to be the Headmaster stand up and deliver the usual speech.

Playing absentmindedly with one lock of hair, and turning her slightly so she could look at the new Headmaster, for the first time –and thanks to his speech—Willow realized that Professor Lainey and Professor Rae were not the only professors missing. Clark, Brooks, Hawkins, Myers and Erikson… they were all gone, too.

Giving the new professors a quick look, and thinking that one of them probably look a little too old for teaching and that the little flourished movement Bontecau had done after finishing up his speech had looked utterly ridiculous, the young Ravenclaw immediately focused on the food that overflowed the table, and just when she was about to help herself with some mashed potatoes, roast and pumpkin juice, a very familiar voice called her name repeatedly, before apparently losing her patience and shout her surname.

Naturally, Willow did not have to look up to see who was the one addressing to her in such a loud way, for after five long years of having to deal with her best friend, Willow could very easily recognize Eleanor Bluebell’s voice. And sure enough, the moment the brunette looked up from her still empty plate, Eleanor’s brown and wavy hair caught her attention at once.

Shaking her head at the girl’s poor display of manners in front of the entire Ravenclaw table, Willow rolled her forest green eyes and stood up swiftly from her seat before making her way to where best friend was still standing and calling her. "Stop being so loud, Bluebell," murmured Willow with a roll of her eyes as she used her friend's surname, before continuing, "We are not eleven-years-old anymore, remember?” Grabbing the girl's arm, Willow started to make her way back to the place where she'd been sitting just moments before, dragging Ellie with her. "Sit," she commanded, gesturing the seat in front of hers, before taking seat once again.

“Honestly, Eleanor. Have you considered the possibility of learning manners? Because you really need them,” mused Willow casually.

01-20-2009, 02:30 AM	#316 (permalink)
Angie DoM Veela Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira Posts: 37,611 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8	Wowza! Quote: Originally Posted by Raquelin. For the first time, Eleanor had fallen asleep during the train ride to Hogwarts. She hadn’t been able to fall sleep in the previous night, that was probably the main reason why she slept during the ride. With a long yawn, and with absolutely no hurry (after all she was going spend the next nine months in there), the brunette stepped inside the great hall, letting the other students pass by her. As long as they didn’t bump into her, she was cool. Nothing had changed in there, it was exactly the same way she remembered. She hopped the chocolate cookies hadn’t changed a little as well. Ellie was walking towards her table, she couldn’t wait to see Clifford, Evangeline and Emily, that Ellie hopped to be attending to Hogwarts. Those were the people she had missed the most. However, the brunette stopped half-way to her table and turned around, starting to walk in the direction of the Ravenclaw table. She had also missed her best friend, and even though Willow was not the first person she had remembered she wanted to see, Ellie had missed her , and her incredibly sarcasm and drama: that Willow always let know how disliked it much. Haha Willow could keep saying that for the rest of her days, Ellie knew she loved drama. Her arms folded across her chest in a self-confident way and a smirk was on her lips as she passed by the Hufflepuff table. Merlin knew she was happy to be back to Hogwarts. Summer holidays were suffocating to Ellie. Having the spend most of the time with her twin sister was the worst thing someone could do the her. Well, not the worst, but still.. it was pretty awful. She wanted Quidditch tryouts to start and oddly, she also wanted certain classes to try. It seemed that this year she was feeling more competitive and determinate than she could ever remember. But that competitively and determination would eventually start fading with the passing of the months. “Willow ? Willloooowwww!” The brunette called, looking from side to side for her friend, but no one answered back. The brunette raised an eyebrow inwardly, and then started to walk around the Ravenclaw table, calling her friend’s name a couple more times. But there was no Willow in sight. Still with her arms crossed, Ellie stopped walking as she felt her patience vanishing. “KOVAC!” Ellie called again, this time, louder.. Maaayybe a little bit to loud, since her heard her voice standing out from all the others. But to be perfectly hones, she didn’t quite care, right at that moment, she just wanted to ask Willow if she had turned deaf during the summer vacations. Some Slytherin girl coming all the way from her table to cause what seemed to be trouble, a food fight that could potentially cost them points so early in the term, one of her best friends having a potato on her robes because of the ridiculous food fight, a ghost scolding the chaos creators. . . Willow registered none of this thing, for the fifteen year old had grown distracted since the moment she took seat in the long Ravenclaw table. Of course, the girl quickly snapped back to reality as soon as she spotted the man who seemed to be the Headmaster stand up and deliver the usual speech. Playing absentmindedly with one lock of hair, and turning her slightly so she could look at the new Headmaster, for the first time –and thanks to his speech—Willow realized that Professor Lainey and Professor Rae were not the only professors missing. Clark, Brooks, Hawkins, Myers and Erikson… they were all gone, too. Giving the new professors a quick look, and thinking that one of them probably look a little too old for teaching and that the little flourished movement Bontecau had done after finishing up his speech had looked utterly ridiculous, the young Ravenclaw immediately focused on the food that overflowed the table, and just when she was about to help herself with some mashed potatoes, roast and pumpkin juice, a very familiar voice called her name repeatedly, before apparently losing her patience and shout her surname. Naturally, Willow did not have to look up to see who was the one addressing to her in such a loud way, for after five long years of having to deal with her best friend, Willow could very easily recognize Eleanor Bluebell’s voice. And sure enough, the moment the brunette looked up from her still empty plate, Eleanor’s brown and wavy hair caught her attention at once. Shaking her head at the girl’s poor display of manners in front of the entire Ravenclaw table, Willow rolled her forest green eyes and stood up swiftly from her seat before making her way to where best friend was still standing and calling her. "Stop being so loud, Bluebell," murmured Willow with a roll of her eyes as she used her friend's surname, before continuing, "We are not eleven-years-old anymore, remember?” Grabbing the girl's arm, Willow started to make her way back to the place where she'd been sitting just moments before, dragging Ellie with her. "Sit," she commanded, gesturing the seat in front of hers, before taking seat once again. “Honestly, Eleanor. Have you considered the possibility of learning manners? Because you really need them,” mused Willow casually. __________________