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Lislchen · 07-26-2010, 07:28 PM

Text Cut: Trixeh

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Originally Posted by feltbeatslover22

Trixie gave the Slytherin prefect a pout and an apologetic smile as she almost literally knocked her off of the bench and probably into some other unsuspecting Slytherin. That would be kinda funny though, albeit a little mean as well. So letting go of her favourite the blonde apologized profoundly. "I'm sorry" she muttered quietly but you couldn't blame her for wanting to hug her. It was her last day here after all. And besides, Trixie got emotional fairly easily.

Smack. Oww. Too much flailing. But Trix didn't complain. She got hurt enough anyway and it was the end of term. She wondered whether she would, or could beat her Hospital Visit record, 5 times, one she was accompanying however, because that totally wasn't her fault. Heh heh. "But it's forever at Hogwarts" she said still tears welling up her eyes and her bottom lip trembling slightly. Glue her to the bench? That sounded like a good idea. "I was thinking more tying you to a tree actually" she tried to make a joke. Whether it actually came out sounding funny or extremely serious was another matter. "With Professor Truebridge" she nodded. Then they could keep each other company couldn't they?

Trixie raised an eyebrow. Wouldn't miss her that much? Yeah right. Nancy had practically been one of thhe very first people the 5th year had met. "I'm gonna miss you loads" she pouted. Write to her? That's what Truebridge had said. Trix was awful at expressing anything in words. What ever she wrote always came out sounding completely wrong. "Provided your not busy of course....." she stated about the meeting up over summer. Though Trixie would love to.

She took a glance down the table, noting that Oliver was there talking to her cousin, emma. Oh goodness, knowing her sweet younger cousin, she was probably inviting him to the manor or something. In her mind, she was mentally willing him to come over to the part of the table with them.

Nancy raised an eyebrow at Trixie's pout in slight amusement. That girl definitely was around Oliver too much...he was already rubbing off on her, at least concerning the pouting. "'tis okay. You just sort of startled me that's all." Plus the whole clumsy thing made her almost land in some random Slytherin's lap. So, hey, it was only half Trixie's fault.

Oh...oops. "Sorry 'bout that." But, errr, somehow it was her own fault anyhow. Never tackle an unsuspecting Nancy. Never ever. It might end badly. For both of them. In this case only for the one tackling her. Oh noes, more tears...or almost-tears. Which were not as bad as actual tears but still bad. Distract her, distract her! The old, 'Oh look, a flying flobberworm'-trick wasn't going to work on Trixie right now, though. ThinkThinkThinkThi-

Oh, the other girl went for a subject-change herself...not a very good one though. "A Tree?!" EEK! Trees were too plant-y. And plant-y meant SCARY. "Can't you like tie me to a bench instead?" There was a small hint of seriousness in her voice when she turned her blue eyes on Trixie pleadingly. Even with Truebridge a tree would be aweful. "It's sad, isn't?" The Prefect stated with a small sigh and a quick glance up at the Staff Table. Good, at least there were no kissing professors at this point. One incident like this was enough for ~~a lifetime~~ tonight.

Aaaaaand there was the pout again. Snicker! Her and Oliver should do a Pout-Competition once. "Aww...I'mma miss you too, Trixie." Just like so many other people...and this whole place. Maybe they would have another one of those Alumni Balls again some time soon. Yes, that would be awesome. Absentmindedly following the direction into which Trixie was now gazing Nancy found herself staring at Oliver. Sniff!

Quote:

Originally Posted by noodles

“Nancy.” He said softly, touching her lightly on the back and taking a seat next to her. He leaned over slightly and looked intently at Trixie to see her looking tearful. “Shurrup, Memory Charm, or you'll set us all off.” God, he couldn't quite believe Nancy was leaving for good – never to set foot through through the grand school doors ever again. He averted his attention back to the girl in question. “Please tell me you flunked your NEWTs.” He smirked. “Tell me you have to stay and resit them next year.” He may be joking, but the lad sort of wished it was true. Nancy was one of his best mates.. seriously, they had been through so much together last year..

...who was right then getting up to walk their way. "Hey, your brainwaves worked." Nancy joked with a quick wink at Trixie just before Oliver joined them. "Oliver." The Prefect replied just as softly with a genuine smile towards the boy. Which grew even broader as he told Trixie to get herself together and most of all NOT start crying.

Aww, everyone was so melancholic. Even Oliver. No vegetables in her hair this time then? Shame, she could have done with some distraction from the fact that she was LEAVING. "I...wouldn't know now, would I?" Hopefully she hadn't flunked her NEWTs, though...not that she'd gotten her results yet or anything. "Just try not to get killed, 'kay? I can't apparate here to save you after all." The 18 year attempted a joke with a small smirk into the direction of their Quidditch Captain. However, the hint of wistfulness never left her face.

'twas sad.

07-26-2010, 07:28 PM	#127 (permalink)
Lislchen DERP & DMAC Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Vienna [GMT+1] Posts: 35,577 Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2	The Kisapaths \| Sila!Roti \| -2 \| TouchableHair \| ToiletPaperGuy \| QueenOfConfusion Text Cut: Trixeh Quote: Originally Posted by feltbeatslover22 Trixie gave the Slytherin prefect a pout and an apologetic smile as she almost literally knocked her off of the bench and probably into some other unsuspecting Slytherin. That would be kinda funny though, albeit a little mean as well. So letting go of her favourite the blonde apologized profoundly. "I'm sorry" she muttered quietly but you couldn't blame her for wanting to hug her. It was her last day here after all. And besides, Trixie got emotional fairly easily. Smack. Oww. Too much flailing. But Trix didn't complain. She got hurt enough anyway and it was the end of term. She wondered whether she would, or could beat her Hospital Visit record, 5 times, one she was accompanying however, because that totally wasn't her fault. Heh heh. "But it's forever at Hogwarts" she said still tears welling up her eyes and her bottom lip trembling slightly. Glue her to the bench? That sounded like a good idea. "I was thinking more tying you to a tree actually" she tried to make a joke. Whether it actually came out sounding funny or extremely serious was another matter. "With Professor Truebridge" she nodded. Then they could keep each other company couldn't they? Trixie raised an eyebrow. Wouldn't miss her that much? Yeah right. Nancy had practically been one of thhe very first people the 5th year had met. "I'm gonna miss you loads" she pouted. Write to her? That's what Truebridge had said. Trix was awful at expressing anything in words. What ever she wrote always came out sounding completely wrong. "Provided your not busy of course....." she stated about the meeting up over summer. Though Trixie would love to. She took a glance down the table, noting that Oliver was there talking to her cousin, emma. Oh goodness, knowing her sweet younger cousin, she was probably inviting him to the manor or something. In her mind, she was mentally willing him to come over to the part of the table with them. Nancy raised an eyebrow at Trixie's pout in slight amusement. That girl definitely was around Oliver too much...he was already rubbing off on her, at least concerning the pouting. "'tis okay. You just sort of startled me that's all." Plus the whole clumsy thing made her almost land in some random Slytherin's lap. So, hey, it was only half Trixie's fault. Oh...oops. "Sorry 'bout that." But, errr, somehow it was her own fault anyhow. Never tackle an unsuspecting Nancy. Never ever. It might end badly. For both of them. In this case only for the one tackling her. Oh noes, more tears...or almost-tears. Which were not as bad as actual tears but still bad. Distract her, distract her! The old, 'Oh look, a flying flobberworm'-trick wasn't going to work on Trixie right now, though. ThinkThinkThinkThi- Oh, the other girl went for a subject-change herself...not a very good one though. "A Tree?!" EEK! Trees were too plant-y. And plant-y meant SCARY. "Can't you like tie me to a bench instead?" There was a small hint of seriousness in her voice when she turned her blue eyes on Trixie pleadingly. Even with Truebridge a tree would be aweful. "It's sad, isn't?" The Prefect stated with a small sigh and a quick glance up at the Staff Table. Good, at least there were no kissing professors at this point. One incident like this was enough for ~~a lifetime~~ tonight. Aaaaaand there was the pout again. Snicker! Her and Oliver should do a Pout-Competition once. "Aww...I'mma miss you too, Trixie." Just like so many other people...and this whole place. Maybe they would have another one of those Alumni Balls again some time soon. Yes, that would be awesome. Absentmindedly following the direction into which Trixie was now gazing Nancy found herself staring at Oliver. Sniff! Quote: Originally Posted by noodles “Nancy.” He said softly, touching her lightly on the back and taking a seat next to her. He leaned over slightly and looked intently at Trixie to see her looking tearful. “Shurrup, Memory Charm, or you'll set us all off.” God, he couldn't quite believe Nancy was leaving for good – never to set foot through through the grand school doors ever again. He averted his attention back to the girl in question. “Please tell me you flunked your NEWTs.” He smirked. “Tell me you have to stay and resit them next year.” He may be joking, but the lad sort of wished it was true. Nancy was one of his best mates.. seriously, they had been through so much together last year.. ...who was right then getting up to walk their way. "Hey, your brainwaves worked." Nancy joked with a quick wink at Trixie just before Oliver joined them. "Oliver." The Prefect replied just as softly with a genuine smile towards the boy. Which grew even broader as he told Trixie to get herself together and most of all NOT start crying. Aww, everyone was so melancholic. Even Oliver. No vegetables in her hair this time then? Shame, she could have done with some distraction from the fact that she was LEAVING. "I...wouldn't know now, would I?" Hopefully she hadn't flunked her NEWTs, though...not that she'd gotten her results yet or anything. "Just try not to get killed, 'kay? I can't apparate here to save you after all." The 18 year attempted a joke with a small smirk into the direction of their Quidditch Captain. However, the hint of wistfulness never left her face. 'twas sad. __________________ I just wanted you to know that this is me trying ________________________________{Drabbles}_{Meet Lissy}_{DERP}