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Term 57: January - April 2021 Term Fifty-Seven: The Third Wizarding War (Sept 2103 - June 2104)

 
 
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Actually, this magically extended room has four.

They sit where corners would in any other room, with nothing particularly notable about them besides the cobwebs and obvious heaps of dirt. Whoever was sent to clean this room in advance did not try too hard. It was as if they wanted you to know how severely your value had dropped in the eyes of Headmaster Rosier.

Strangely enough, the corners are the warmest areas of the room. Being here, you are not so often plagued by the unnerving feeling that you are being watched.

But make no mistake, you still are.

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The room was pretty dirty, especially in the corners where dust and dead spiders had accumulated, but Phoebe wasn't willing to give up any of their precious supplies toward cleaning. Maybe if someone managed to hold on to some potions ingredients...? Or had some ragged trousers that they didn't mind tearing up for rags...? But there was no way that a robe that could keep Phoebe's backside off the hard floor was going to be used to for spider retrieval.

For those who had willingly parted with their trunks, a small partition had been built that made this particular corner more private. Almost cozy, if a lack of real cushions, pillows, and blankets could be overcome by sweaters stuffed with balled socks and extra robes. Speaking of extra robes, Phoebe had opted to wear her winter robe over her school robe over her bath robe, looking like very fluffy royalty. The corona braid she'd adopted gave her a sort of crown look, so it was an unintended but effectual look. Queen of the Spiderwebs, or something.

She struggled to get enough light to read her text book, since they were somehow expected to keep up with their studies and do homework and prepare for OWLs and pretend like life was going to return to normal. "What's the possibility of smuggling some candles in on our next break?" A rhetorical question, but anyone was welcome to comfort this particularly stressed Gryffindor.
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Kinsay was starting to get used to The Room. Everything was still terrible, of course, but it somehow felt safer in here than it did outside. Even though she missed her wand and getting to run around outside and making up routines with Emm in the dormitory (there wasn't enough space here to practice her triple back handspring) and seeing her other friends and... Yeah. Even without those things, The Room still felt safer. The Hoods(TM) and Followers usually didn't come inside (only to take them from place to place sometimes, which she didn't like) and almost all her favorite people were in here anyway.

Like Phoebe.

Phoebe was one of her most favorite of all the people.

That's why Kinsay found herself gravitating to the corner with the trunk barricade. "I bet we could do it." She didn't realize the question was rhetorical, but likely wouldn't admit as much if she were corrected. Besides, Phoebe could do ANYTHING. This is something Kinsay believed with every ounce of her being (which wasn't a lot, but she was still growing!!!). The younger James sidled up to her sister, moving to sit down. "Phoebe, everyone's so sad." Including Kinsay James, to be fair. "We should do something." She even had ideas. Except they might not be very good ones. She wasn't sure.
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Phoebe stowed her book away and pulled Kizzy closer. She had her brush near at hand, and there was something very comfortable and normal about brushing out Kizzy's hair. The kid didn't even get a choice in the matter. She was getting brushed.

"Being sad is keeping them safe," she had a few snarled spots worked out and had finally managed to think of a safe answer. The right answer was that they should do everything in their power to cheer people up, but sometimes right and safe weren't on speaking terms. And since they were in student jail at the moment, Phoebe wanted safe. "What did you have in mind, though?"
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Kinsay secretly (not so secretly) liked when Phoebe brushed her hair. It reminded her of home and her parents and when times weren't so terrible. So she allowed herself to be pulled in closer and didn't protest or so much as even wiggle. And even though she wouldn't say, she hoped Phoebe knew that she liked it.

"But," Kizzy began, before stopping short and sighing. Phoebe was probably right. She was always right. It wasn't the kind of answer Kinsay was hoping to hear though. "It's probably silly," she shrugged, trying not to look too excited because if happy was unsafe, then she didn't want that either. She looked down the trunks for a moment or two. Just thinking. And even though she decided it was silly, she also decided she'd say it anyway because Fifi would never make her feel silly for having ideas.

"Maybe a dance party?" They wouldn't have wands and they wouldn't be bothering anyone and and and. "... Would that be unsafe??"
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It was honestly MURDERING Phoebe's feels to know that she was the metaphorical rain on Kizzy's parade. Maybe sad was safe, but the fact that Kizzy could still be happy or excited while in prison at Hogwarts, unable to contact their parents, hidden away from most of their friends, that was kind of a miracle. And they really needed miracles these days.

Phoebe tugged lightly on a section of Kizzy's hair before sectioning it for braiding. "You remember that we tried a dance party before?" And they'd almost lost Bernie. But what was the harm here? It was like dancing in your bedroom. And they weren't trying to break rules and hiding it with a fake dance party. They would just be... dancing. "Ask Kale. He'll make it happen. Kale can make anything happen."
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It was honestly MURDERING Phoebe's feels to know that she was the metaphorical rain on Kizzy's parade. Maybe sad was safe, but the fact that Kizzy could still be happy or excited while in prison at Hogwarts, unable to contact their parents, hidden away from most of their friends, that was kind of a miracle. And they really needed miracles these days.

Phoebe tugged lightly on a section of Kizzy's hair before sectioning it for braiding. "You remember that we tried a dance party before?" And they'd almost lost Bernie. But what was the harm here? It was like dancing in your bedroom. And they weren't trying to break rules and hiding it with a fake dance party. They would just be... dancing. "Ask Kale. He'll make it happen. Kale can make anything happen."
Um. No murdering anything please.

Kiz tilted her head back a little as Phoebe tugged. She hadn't done anything special to her hair in so long. Not that it really mattered much. Kizzy used to love to dress up, but there was little point in it now. Especially when they'd just be cooped up in this room forever anyway. "Maybe it's a bad idea." Her shoulders slumped a little bit as she recalled the last... failed attempt at a spontaneous dance party. She would still talk to Kale about it maybe. He was good at cheering people up. She noticed his efforts in classes and during meal times.

"Do you think we'll be stuck in this room for the rest of our lives?" It was a legitimate concern. One she thought about a lot now that she had so much time to... think. That was one of the biggest problems with being boxed up in this place. There wasn't anything else to do, which meant that there was endless time to think. Thinking was awful when all your thoughts were about... doom.
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Kiz tilted her head back a little as Phoebe tugged. She hadn't done anything special to her hair in so long. Not that it really mattered much. Kizzy used to love to dress up, but there was little point in it now. Especially when they'd just be cooped up in this room forever anyway. "Maybe it's a bad idea." Her shoulders slumped a little bit as she recalled the last... failed attempt at a spontaneous dance party. She would still talk to Kale about it maybe. He was good at cheering people up. She noticed his efforts in classes and during meal times.

"Do you think we'll be stuck in this room for the rest of our lives?" It was a legitimate concern. One she thought about a lot now that she had so much time to... think. That was one of the biggest problems with being boxed up in this place. There wasn't anything else to do, which meant that there was endless time to think. Thinking was awful when all your thoughts were about... doom.
One braid down, and Phoebe twisted it away so she could start in on the next section. It gave her more time to think, actually, because she wavered between lying to Kizzy about everything being JUST FINE and telling her the stark truth so she could be prepared. There had to be a middle ground, right? There had to be a way to be honest without scaring her.

"It's a good idea, actually. And Kale will tell you how to do things properly so that everyone has a good time." Phoebe tucked the ends of her braids in so that Kizzy had a little crown too. Queen and princess. She leaned in and bumped her forehead against Kizzy's. "This is the worst they can do to us, ok? They can shut us in here, but eventually they have to let us go. Mom, Dad, Grandma... they're important people in the world, and it'll make people mad if they won't give us back. But not everyone has someone that makes Rosier scared. So as long as the worst thing he can do to them is keep them in this room with us, they're still safe. So think about it like that, ok? Think about it like you being here is keeping them safe."
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The weekends were always the worst. Without classes, there were less chances for them to be taken outside—just the twice for air and for scheduled bathroom breaks. It meant a lot of seeing all the other “prisoners” and a lot of staring at the walls. Having friends helped with that, at least. In here, they could maybe play exploding snaps, or other card games and she could still talk to Kizzy about whatever whenever....just...now everyone ELSE was in earshot, too. Suffice to say, it limited the things she cared to say.

Still...there was one person she wanted to talk to that she hadn’t. Someone she’d stolen glances at more often than she cared to admit. He wasn’t handling things any better than the rest of them. All she wanted was to give him hugs and let him sit with her and Kizzy and while the hours away. It felt like ages since she’d last spoken to Sammy. She KNEW it was her fault, given the last conversation they’d had and a part of her still wanted to be angry.

But she was also tired.

Very tired.

Emm didn’t have the energy to be angry with the people she cared about anymore and knew it was time to wave the white flag of surrender and hope it wasn’t too late to make things better. In such cramped quarters, it wasn’t hard to spot her fellow blonde. The Gryffindor hesitated only a second before sucking in a deep breath then moving to the corner of the room.

Silently, Emmerson sank down beside Sammy. She didn’t say anything at first, uncertain what she COULD say. In the end, all she could think was, ...Hi.
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Violet had commandeered the corner next to where Williamson collapsed when he was first thrown in the room from the beginning, and when her trunk arrived, she set it up to one side so that between the wall and her trunk, she had something of a sheltered nook. She sat there now with her back against the wall, staring moodily at one of her textbooks, angry that she could barely read in the dim light. No wands to practice with outside class and no light to read by. How were they supposed to keep up with their assignments, anyway? Not that she cared much at this point--most of the assignments were verging on propaganda this year and Violet was not sure much of it would be very useful to her in the long run.

She missed her journal desparately and found it hard to think now that she could not write her impressions and feelings down. She pondered over what to do about it, and then suddenly got the idea that maybe she could tell her stories out loud. Though the idea of sharing her ideas in front of others kind of terrified her.
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The weekends were always the worst. Without classes, there were less chances for them to be taken outside—just the twice for air and for scheduled bathroom breaks. It meant a lot of seeing all the other “prisoners” and a lot of staring at the walls. Having friends helped with that, at least. In here, they could maybe play exploding snaps, or other card games and she could still talk to Kizzy about whatever whenever....just...now everyone ELSE was in earshot, too. Suffice to say, it limited the things she cared to say.

Still...there was one person she wanted to talk to that she hadn’t. Someone she’d stolen glances at more often than she cared to admit. He wasn’t handling things any better than the rest of them. All she wanted was to give him hugs and let him sit with her and Kizzy and while the hours away. It felt like ages since she’d last spoken to Sammy. She KNEW it was her fault, given the last conversation they’d had and a part of her still wanted to be angry.

But she was also tired.

Very tired.

Emm didn’t have the energy to be angry with the people she cared about anymore and knew it was time to wave the white flag of surrender and hope it wasn’t too late to make things better. In such cramped quarters, it wasn’t hard to spot her fellow blonde. The Gryffindor hesitated only a second before sucking in a deep breath then moving to the corner of the room.

Silently, Emmerson sank down beside Sammy. She didn’t say anything at first, uncertain what she COULD say. In the end, all she could think was, ...Hi.


Sammy wasn't in the mood.

In fact, Sammy hadn't been in the mood since he was stuck in here. The outgoing, smiley nature about him had disappeared and was replaced by a much more closed off version. One that sat on the floor, hugged his knees, and cried every now and again. There was a lot he wanted to do, but a lot that was far out of his reach and instead, left him with a sunken feeling in his chest. A sunken feeling that was only getting heavier and heavier with every day that drifted by and there was no stopping it.

There were times when he would look at his friends and Cece to make sure they were okay but this wasn't one of those times. It was because of this that he was surprised when a certain friend of his came to sit by him. A friend he hadn't really talked to after that fight in the corridor. Maybe he'd said things he didn't mean, maybe he hadn't. Who knows. All he knew was that he was giving her space and now, she was coming back to him.

Sound familiar?

But still, the tables were turning because now, he was the one who didn't know what she was here for. All he knew was that she was a little too silent right now, even after sitting down next to him. He briefly glanced at her but didn't say a word. No. She can start off whatever it was she had to say. Otherwise, maybe they could spend time sitting there in a slightly uncomfortable sile-

There it was.

"...... Hey."

A pause. A longer pause than normal.

"Odd spot you chose to sit in today."
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Sammy wasn't in the mood.

In fact, Sammy hadn't been in the mood since he was stuck in here. The outgoing, smiley nature about him had disappeared and was replaced by a much more closed off version. One that sat on the floor, hugged his knees, and cried every now and again. There was a lot he wanted to do, but a lot that was far out of his reach and instead, left him with a sunken feeling in his chest. A sunken feeling that was only getting heavier and heavier with every day that drifted by and there was no stopping it.

There were times when he would look at his friends and Cece to make sure they were okay but this wasn't one of those times. It was because of this that he was surprised when a certain friend of his came to sit by him. A friend he hadn't really talked to after that fight in the corridor. Maybe he'd said things he didn't mean, maybe he hadn't. Who knows. All he knew was that he was giving her space and now, she was coming back to him.

Sound familiar?

But still, the tables were turning because now, he was the one who didn't know what she was here for. All he knew was that she was a little too silent right now, even after sitting down next to him. He briefly glanced at her but didn't say a word. No. She can start off whatever it was she had to say. Otherwise, maybe they could spend time sitting there in a slightly uncomfortable sile-

There it was.

"...... Hey."

A pause. A longer pause than normal.

"Odd spot you chose to sit in today."


He replied.

For her, that was the first hurdle. There was something in her that convinced her Sammy would want nothing to do with her, that he’d ignore her until she went away. A part of her was convinced that’s what WOULD happen. They’d both said things. She....admittedly was still not sorry for what she said or the actions that led to the argument, but she had learned not to proclaim that quite so loudly.

She was learning it was better to leave some things unsaid, no matter how much she believed them herself. There were many lessons she had learned.

It’s the spot my friend is sitting at. One she had really missed just getting to be friends with. The little girl would give anything to go back to the happier times, when no one was angry at anyone and hearts weren’t breaking.

At least...I’d like you to still be my friend.

Emmerson straightened her back against the cold stone wall. If she was going to do this, she needed to summon all the Gryffindor she had in her and do this properly. “I’m sorry...for...for everything.” No whispering, no meek and uncertain voice. She sounded sure and a little more than tired.
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Being cooped up with the others most of the time was driving Claudine crazy. There was hardly any time that she got to spend alone; alone time was essential to her. Still, she tried not to vent her frustration on anyone. It wouldn’t be fair to them especially since all the Roomies were practically suffering, some more than her. Anyway. The important thing was that she now found the time she had been looking for and so she gingerly made her way to one of the dusty corners.

Ugh. So disgusting.

Those were the words going through her mind. If Claudine wasn’t careful, she just might have a sneeze attack. If only she was in possession of her wand. Sighing, the Snakette moved to one of the corners, the warmth immediately enveloping her. Her head tilted backwards so that it rested on the wall behind her, and she closed her eyes.

Finally. Some moments of peace and quiet to recharge her social batteries.
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Violet had commandeered the corner next to where Williamson collapsed when he was first thrown in the room from the beginning, and when her trunk arrived, she set it up to one side so that between the wall and her trunk, she had something of a sheltered nook. She sat there now with her back against the wall, staring moodily at one of her textbooks, angry that she could barely read in the dim light. No wands to practice with outside class and no light to read by. How were they supposed to keep up with their assignments, anyway? Not that she cared much at this point--most of the assignments were verging on propaganda this year and Violet was not sure much of it would be very useful to her in the long run.

She missed her journal desparately and found it hard to think now that she could not write her impressions and feelings down. She pondered over what to do about it, and then suddenly got the idea that maybe she could tell her stories out loud. Though the idea of sharing her ideas in front of others kind of terrified her.
Walking around the Room was one of the things Ivy had taken to in order to keep herself busy. There was only so much of the homework they could accomplish without their wands, and sometimes there was only so much talking you could do, and there...wasn't much else to do besides that. Other hobbies she would've normally occupied her time with, like her photography or her painting, had slowly been hindered throughout the term, until now where she couldn't do any of them. It was one of the reasons she'd lent her trunk to the cause of trying to create a few small areas of privacy. So long as she had her school supplies and a couple sets of uniforms to rotate through...she didn't really need the whole thing.

So her new "hobby," if it could be called that, was taking a walk around the Room every so often. It wasn't really enough to be considered exercise, but at least it was better than sitting still and letting herself think too much. Even though she did that too, especially at night when she couldn't sleep. And really, her mind did wander even while she was walking but...still, at least she was doing something, even if it wasn't much at all.

'Course, she was a bit lost in thought now, and since she wasn't quite paying as much attention to making sure she didn't run into anything, well, she did exactly that. Her foot accidentally bumped the edge of Violet's trunk, causing her to stumble a few steps before regaining her balance.

"Oops, sorry, Violet!" she said. "Didn't mean to kick your trunk."
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He replied.

For her, that was the first hurdle. There was something in her that convinced her Sammy would want nothing to do with her, that he’d ignore her until she went away. A part of her was convinced that’s what WOULD happen. They’d both said things. She....admittedly was still not sorry for what she said or the actions that led to the argument, but she had learned not to proclaim that quite so loudly.

She was learning it was better to leave some things unsaid, no matter how much she believed them herself. There were many lessons she had learned.

It’s the spot my friend is sitting at. One she had really missed just getting to be friends with. The little girl would give anything to go back to the happier times, when no one was angry at anyone and hearts weren’t breaking.

At least...I’d like you to still be my friend.

Emmerson straightened her back against the cold stone wall. If she was going to do this, she needed to summon all the Gryffindor she had in her and do this properly. “I’m sorry...for...for everything.” No whispering, no meek and uncertain voice. She sounded sure and a little more than tired.


'It's the spot my friend is sitting at.'

This was it.

As much as he was trying not to show it, he could feel his eyes welling up with tears. It was the reason why he had to take some time to close his eyes and think. How long had they gone without so much as talking to each other? He didn't know but it felt like it had been a lot longer than it actually was. Then there was the fact that he didn't have a friend like Emm. Who else was he going to find that had so much of a carefree nature about them? No one, that's who.

When the Gryffindor started talking, there was no stopping the slight twitch that his lips had done. Or the soft look in his eyes. But instead of doing that, Sammy, instead, watched her as she continued talking. The apology, the certainty in her voice.... it was all there. And yes, he didn't think he was the one who needed to be apologised to but this was a start and that was something.

"I'm sorry, too," Except, his voice did sound softer than normal. "And I don't expect you to get along with her but...... don't say the 'm' word." Pause. "And I'd still like to be friends with you, if you'll have me."
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'It's the spot my friend is sitting at.'

This was it.

As much as he was trying not to show it, he could feel his eyes welling up with tears. It was the reason why he had to take some time to close his eyes and think. How long had they gone without so much as talking to each other? He didn't know but it felt like it had been a lot longer than it actually was. Then there was the fact that he didn't have a friend like Emm. Who else was he going to find that had so much of a carefree nature about them? No one, that's who.

When the Gryffindor started talking, there was no stopping the slight twitch that his lips had done. Or the soft look in his eyes. But instead of doing that, Sammy, instead, watched her as she continued talking. The apology, the certainty in her voice.... it was all there. And yes, he didn't think he was the one who needed to be apologised to but this was a start and that was something.

"I'm sorry, too," Except, his voice did sound softer than normal. "And I don't expect you to get along with her but...... don't say the 'm' word." Pause. "And I'd still like to be friends with you, if you'll have me."


What came next...was not what she'd been expecting. The whole night before, Emmerson had gone over everything in her head. She figured, given past events and Sammy's penchant for Ravenclaw overanalyzing, there would be more back and forth. For her part, she was prepared to sit and look...somewhat remorseful but consider her relieved when Sammy said nothing about having to go apologise to anyone else.

Emmerson was only barely sorry. Even then, she was only sorry it had her friend thinking less of her. For better or worse, the Gryffindor still meant everything she'd said or done and that wouldn't change any time soon.

So, yes, very relieved Sammy wasn't pushing that. The Gryffindor didn't have it in her for another fight.

"You don't have to worry about that. I don't think I'd ever want to use that word again anyway." Emm wished she could say it was because she'd learned about equality and the intrinsic value of others--oh, wait, she didn't wish that at all--but in truth, the word held no more benefit for her. It didn't gain her any substantial clout with the alliance, for all their pushing of it themselves, and it only made her friends uncomfortable. Under those circumstances....yeah...she didn't actually need to call anyone a mudblood.

"Can I...can I have a hug?" It'd been a long time since she'd gotten one of THOSE from him as well.
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Being cooped up with the others most of the time was driving Claudine crazy. There was hardly any time that she got to spend alone; alone time was essential to her. Still, she tried not to vent her frustration on anyone. It wouldn’t be fair to them especially since all the Roomies were practically suffering, some more than her. Anyway. The important thing was that she now found the time she had been looking for and so she gingerly made her way to one of the dusty corners.


Ugh. So disgusting.


Those were the words going through her mind. If Claudine wasn’t careful, she just might have a sneeze attack. If only she was in possession of her wand. Sighing, the Snakette moved to one of the corners, the warmth immediately enveloping her. Her head tilted backwards so that it rested on the wall behind her, and she closed her eyes.*


Finally. Some moments of peace and quiet to recharge her social batteries.


Heath was still emotionally reeling from the disaster that was potions class. In the course of one lesson, he'd watched four of his classmates vanish for what he feared was forever, watched another classmate reveal the darkest depths of their evil nature, and been confronted with the fact that his life's ambition was essentially pointless. No, actually he suspected that for a long time now. Professor Varma's rude remarks about acting just confirmed it.

All his life, he'd turned to acting to solve his problems. He thought that if he just acted like Rosier wanted, he could make him see past his heritage, but acting didn't save him this time. Now he wasn't sure why he hated himself more, for failing so miserably at playing that part or for trying to play it at all.

He needed to process the emotional and existential fallout somewhere away from judging eyes. Unfortunately the closest he could find was a dusty corner, and even then he wasn't truly alone. With a sad sigh, he slumped against the wall, paying no mind to the dirt and cobwebs, and sank into a sitting position. He peeked through the veil of dark hair that had fallen in his face to see the one person whose company he wanted, the one person who could comfort him.

He almost reached for her hand but stopped himself just in time, remembering that angry look she gave him in class. Instead he settled for a quiet greeting. "Hi," he whispered, his voice sounding weak and small and sad.
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Heath was still emotionally reeling from the disaster that was potions class. In the course of one lesson, he'd watched four of his classmates vanish for what he feared was forever, watched another classmate reveal the darkest depths of their evil nature, and been confronted with the fact that his life's ambition was essentially pointless. No, actually he suspected that for a long time now. Professor Varma's rude remarks about acting just confirmed it.

All his life, he'd turned to acting to solve his problems. He thought that if he just acted like Rosier wanted, he could make him see past his heritage, but acting didn't save him this time. Now he wasn't sure why he hated himself more, for failing so miserably at playing that part or for trying to play it at all.

He needed to process the emotional and existential fallout somewhere away from judging eyes. Unfortunately the closest he could find was a dusty corner, and even then he wasn't truly alone. With a sad sigh, he slumped against the wall, paying no mind to the dirt and cobwebs, and sank into a sitting position. He peeked through the veil of dark hair that had fallen in his face to see the one person whose company he wanted, the one person who could comfort him.

He almost reached for her hand but stopped himself just in time, remembering that angry look she gave him in class. Instead he settled for a quiet greeting. "Hi," he whispered, his voice sounding weak and small and sad.


The Snakette could sense another presence in the room before she even heard them moving about. Naturally, she didn’t bother to open her eyes. Hopeful whoever it was, they’d get the hint and leave her alone. But judging by the rustling, they had taken up a spot close to her. Maybe it was Ashley, Claudine mused. Or not. It was Heath and he sounded awful.

She opened her eyes and turned her head his way. “Hi, you.” There was no hint of the earlier annoyance she had felt towards him. This was because she was both weary now and she hated to see him be anything but happy. Still, his company was one of the rare few that she always appreciated; Heath always comforted her. “It’s been quite the day, hasn’t it?”
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