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Nigel said excitedly thinking about the start of the season. "Oh, I was in New York. My Uncle has a penthouse in the city somewhere. I forgot. But I did get to go to Times Square". His Uncle was really rich and Nigel had no idea what his Uncle's job was. |
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Text Cut: You guyyyys :3 Abby couldn't help but smirk at how easily this boy got annoyed. Yeah, she was mad at him for wasting fifteen minutes of her life over something so trivial. All he had to do was apologize so that she could leave but he just seemed to go on and on about how she had no manners at all. Yeah, that was true. If manners meant being polite and kind and sweet to someone she didn't know at all. "First of all, you don't allow me anything. I'll behave and talk the way I like and you just have to deal with it. Second of all, you can't do anything. I mean, grow up. So someone was being rude to you.. you could have just snapped at me in return and we both could have just moved on with our lives. Instead, here you are, literally wasting my time. I do have more important things to do than stay here arguing with you." Actually, she didn't really have anything better to do but she did want to leave. She was getting a little bored too.. Anyway, she was almost done with this stupid conversation. Abby gave the girl an evil smirk and shrugged. "So what if I was being rude? He didn't have to make a deal of it." Her gaze shifted toward the boy and raised an eyebrow, "I'm still waiting for that apology, you know? I can't wait around all day." |
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"Yeah and Milton will be our seeker. Where did you go when you were in the States?" Nigel had only been to New York so far and wanted to see what else was in America that he could possibly see in the future. |
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"I'm wasting YOUR time? You think if that was true that you would have left already, but no here you are; giving me an excuse to be angry when I'd rather not be. And did you not hear a word that I said? Clearly you didn't because you formally haven't taken the time to consider the fact that you should THINK before you speak. Evidently that concept would go over your head because you don't think, no you just go around making everyone's lives more difficult because you have to be rude for absolutely no reason. People like you think they can walk around and treat everyone else disrespectfully and you don't care otherwise because you have some altered perception of the world that's pretty much upside down from the truth. AND if you really have more important things to do there miss princess, then away you go; but if that was true you would have left already and not continued to argue with a fourteen year old that clearly understands a lot more than you do." That all was unlike anything he'd said before but it felt good to get out, especially on someone who didn't have any respect for anyone but themselves which were the people that drove him half way to Sunday most times. "Also if you think that I'll apologize for anything that I've said, you've got another thing coming. You owe me an apology but I know damn well that I won't get it." He felt his fingers twitch slightly as he had reached towards his pocket to take out his wand, violence wasn't the answer usually but now he was considering making an exception. |
Text Cut: *giggles* For once, Kendall actually felt like there was no point in her being around. Abby was just smirking at her, not really listening as she just kept getting her friend more and more angry, and Patrick had gone off on his rant after agreeing to them exploring later. He'd even apparently forgotten that she'd stolen half his chocolate bar, which really was almost making her more surprised than she was just because of his tirade. She didn't really want to leave either, since that would likely convince the evil Puff that she'd won. "Obviously you don't have anything better to do," she managed to say, during the short pause in the flood of irritation coming from Patrick. "You could have just walked away. You got your 'snapping back'," she pointed out. The argument in Diagon Alley had been fun. This was just scary and mean and she wanted to get everyone out of it before somebody got hurt. This wasn't fun anymore, even with chocolate, and after she'd had her say, she went back to munching on it. She apparently couldn't do anything else, anyway, and she really did want to go exploring after they got out of this. It was really weird that she'd kept saying the same things Patrick had, though, even if her way was way less calm. In fact, she took a moment from her chocolate to glance at a few strands of her hair that had falen across one eye and saw the faintest trace of the dark blue in the auburn that indicated she was confused, although it looked more purplish because of the pink that somehow also was still in her hair. She shook that resignation off as she heard the tirade continue, getting almost even more violently angry. She'd shoved what was left of her stolen chocolate into her bag as he'd paused again, preparing to try and convince him that Abby still wasn't going to listen, but then he'd just taken a breath and continued. Please be over soon, she thought, until she noticed his hand move. Okay, not that way. He isn't reaching for chocolate. She really didn't want any professors showing up if he resorted to hexing the older student. Actually, she really didn't want him to hex Abby at all, because that wasn't the answer. "No," she said quietly, reaching forward to physically try to drag his hand away from his pocket. or to drag him away from the evil Hufflepuff entirely, she didn't know which. "She's not worth it. She wants you to do that 'cause it'll prove she's better." She just hoped he'd listen. |
Spike leant casually back against a tree not too far from the entrance door, his hands thrust in his jeans pockets and his foot tapping lightly. He'd grown over the summer; his features becoming slightly more chiseled, his build more athletic. However, his unruly mass of curls remained, and atop them perched Spike's favourite pet, Matilda - as requested by the person he was waiting for. Not that it needed to be requested; Matilda was usually found on Spike's person outside of lessons (unless he was playing Quidditch, of course). He turned his glance to the entrance way to see if she'd arrived yet. His stomach knotted up slightly, as if he was nervous. He wasn't sure why. Maybe because they last encounter on the grounds hadn't gone well? But that was when he was stressed about OWLs. They were over and done with now, and he was looking forward to catching up with her again. It felt like too long since he'd last seen her... |
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The fourth year then started searching for her companion. Actually, they haven't seen each other yet since last term. During the summer, she was stuck with her Grandmother which meant she never got to spend time with her friends, the same when she went to Diagon Alley, then came the somewhat chaotic train ride. She never saw him at the Feast too or even after, he was probably busy considering he was a Prefect. She sighed. They used to spend more time together when he wasn't Prefect. But oh well..what could she do? Responsibility awaits. Beezus turned her head left and right, but she still couldn't find him. Has he decided to ditch her? |
Ah, there she was. Looking as lovely as ever. Spike pushed himself off from the tree, and took a step forward. He hesitated a moment as his stomach fluttered once more. Why? He rubbed it lightly, and gave it a warning frown. Whatever was causing it - nerves about finally seeing her after missing her on the train and at the feast, worry about the new quidditch season approaching or even something he ate - it wasn't going to ruin this stroll of the grounds. A smile spread across his face as he watched look back and forth, and he stepped up behind her. "Looking for someone in particular?" he asked quietly over her shoulder. |
Oh, that curly head shouldn't have forgotten they were to rendezvous or else she was really going to hex him. Waiting wasn't something she was fond of. Beezus heaved another sigh when she heard a voice behind her. It was familiar but there was something else, like it became deeper. With a frown, she turned to the owner of the voice and for seconds she just stared at him, a slightly confused yet amused look depicted on her face. "Ssssssspike?" Was it really him? Beezus couldn't believe her eyes. She knew Spike was taller than her, but right now he was WAY taller. And did he just look broader? Trying to suppress a chuckle, she moved her hands to cover her mouth. "Holy snitch! What happened? What did you do to Spike?" His physical changes were too apparent. Not that she minded, it was normal. She was just amused by the turn-out. She liked that his hair was still curly though. That was more like the Spike she knew. |
Why was she staring at him? Spike wrinkled his nose, crossing his eyes as he looked along it see if there was any smudges of dirt there. Or worse, a bogey. He didn't think they was though, as he'd had a quick wash before coming downstairs. He bit his lip, feeling a little awkward under her gaze. At her question, his lips twitched into a crooked grin. "Well, er, let me see..." He tapped his hand in his chin, as if he was trying to remember the process. "Firstly, I was abducted by aliens through my bedroom window. And then I was put in a giant test tube, and they did all sort of tests...but apparently I wasn't suitable." He shrugged. "So they fed my to a giant monster, who spat me out cos I tasted funny. And then when I finally hitch-hiked my way home, I looked like this..." He chuckled as he watched her expression. "Least the hair survived the trip though, eh?" Except, he quickly realised that miiight be a touchy subject. Given the hers hadn't survived the summer - though it suited her. He liked it, a lot. He rubbed his lips together. "Yours looks lovely, by the way." |
Crossing her arms, she listened to him as he told her how his appearance had altered over the summer, raising her eyebrows, giving him disbelieving looks at certain points. Yet all the way, she was smiling. How could she not? That story was worth a laugh. Seriously? This was one of the few things she liked about him, he can always make her smile at his simplest jokes. Massaging her stomach, because it was starting to ache from excessive laughing, she finally stopped. "Oh really? Good thing your limbs are still intact huh?" Because it THAT really did happen, Beezus doubted he could stroll with her. At his question about his hair, the brunette nodded, "Yes. Thank goodness! I miss that hair of yours." She grinned then stood on tiptoe, placed one hand on his shoulder and pushed herself up to ruffle his hair. Oh, Matildaaaaaaa...then she let go and heeled back on the ground. Hmm? Her hair? Meh. She didn't know if she liked it, but it was easier to move around with it. No more extra weight on the head and all. She rubbed her nape and snorted, "You think so?" Lovely, eh? "Thanks Spike. I still miss my long hair though." But surely, it would still grow. She only needed to wait. |
He grinned at her, and gave a little wink. Seeing her smile made him relax. Taking a stroll with Beezus round the grounds was a perfect way to spend the afternoon off. His limbs? "Good job indeed," Spike said with a nod. "Otherwise playing Quidditch might be an issue." And there was a certain Slytherin Captain that he definitely wanted to meet on the pitch and show him who was boss. A Slytherin who might have had a couple of black eyes if Spike wasn't a Prefect... "And I wouldn't be able to hold my arm out like this, and ask if I can escort you around the grounds..." With that, he held out his arm, inviting Beezus to hook hers through his. "Care to join me?" Was she ruffling his hair? Heh. Not many would do that. Not with Matilda in there. Another reason why he liked Beezus - she actually understood his relationship with his tarantula. And didn't find it weird. Though it amused him how she'd had to use tippy-toes and his shoulder for balance to reach. Had he grown that much? He hadn't really thought about it, except that he was a chunk taller than Indy again...he didn't like his sister catching up heightwise. It wasn't right. Matilda, sensing Beezus' presence, reached out a leg to touch the girl's hand in way of a greeting. Maybe she'd get extra petting from Daddy's friend later, yes? "I do," Spike replied. "It brings attention to your -" He paused. The fluttering feeling he had returned, and he rubbed his stomach lightly. " - to your eyes." He bit his lip, and a flush of colour came to his cheeks. "I liked your old style too though." |
Yes, Quidditch. They won the Cup last term and they had to hold on to it this year. She had some doubts about their new Captain's leadership skills though. Milton wasn't exactly authoritative but who knows, that might change when they were actually at the Pitch, plus he was an extraordinary flyer. Speaking of which, "Have you signed up for the tryouts?" She herself had been one of those who signed up first. In fact, she was second on the list next to..."And do you happen to know an Aidan?" Aidan Stone, that was his name, a first year. "Is he related to our Ellie?" Stone and Stone, makes sense right? Beezus giggled. "Why yes, Prefect Hutchinson. I'd love to." she responded to his invite while looping her arm with his, and grasping unto it afterwards. It seemed a bit awkward but she felt comfortable nevertheless. Oh, hello Matilda! Beezus smiled as she felt the tarantula's leg. Hmm. She missed the little creature but she appeared to be busy with something on her habitat so the brunette let her be for the mean time. Upon the sight of the spider, she remembered something. "Oh, by the way Spike..can I ask you...something?" It what? It brought attention to her eyes? Her dark brown eyes? Beezus blinked questionably at him. As far as her knowledge went, there wasn't anything special with her eyes. They were just like everybody else's. "Thank you..again?" Chuckle. Was it just her or were people noticing her? Not that she wanted to be noticed, no. It was just, there were at least five people who complimented her that week. Dylan still called her beautiful, Rich said she was pretty, so did Alec and Blue, now Spike saying her hair was lovely. She found it hard to believe. Meh. The old style, the long one. "Me too." Beezus shrugged. "It'll grow eventually though." Maybe after two years or so? Then she pulled the Prefect's arm. Walk, walk, walk now, yes? |
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"Of course I have," Spike said with a grin. "We're reigning Champions. Definitely want to be there when we do the double." And beat Dylan to the cup for the second time. Indy might have gotten over the boy, but he still riled Spike, as if there was an unwritten rivalry between them. "What do you think about Milton as the choice for Captain?" "An Aidan?" Spike gave her a curious look. What did that have to do with signing up for Quidditch Tryouts? "I've met one in Diagon Alley. Wouldn't say I knew him as such...pretty cool kid though." And as obsessed about weird ingredients as Spike was. A smile spread across his face as he remembered their conversation, and the shop owner coming to talk to them as an overexcited Aidan tried to open the eyeball jar. Our Ellie? Spike's smile faltered a little bit. He'd miss their former Captain. A lot. "Well, the one I met was...so assuming we mean the same one, then yes. Max seemed to know him pretty well." His eyes widened as she took his arm, and his cheeks became warmer. In some ways he hadn't expected her to take it. He'd never offered his arm to a girl before - unless you counted when Indy made him play silly dress up games when they were younger. And he'd only done that for fear of being grounded for making her upset otherwise. Had Beezus only taken it because he was Prefect? He didn't know. But it felt pretty good to have her there all the same. Matilda moving made Spike's hair tickle, and he shook lightly. "Of course you can," Spike said with a warm smile. As a friend and Prefect, that was what he was here for. And if he didn't have the solution, he'd try to find someone who did. "What's on your mind?" Spike just gave a little nod. He didn't know what to say, having never felt the want or need to say things like that to a girl before. It did bring out her eyes...to him, anyway. "Yes, it will... Quicker than you expect, I'm sure." He looked at it once more, trying discretely not to stare. He didn't have time to be accused of staring, however, as soon she was pulling him forward. He grinned. "Sorry," he said sheepishly. He'd invited her out for a walk, not to stand outside the entrance. "Which direction did you fancy?" |
He had signed up. Good. Hearing him confidently say they were getting a double snatch at the Cup made her smirk. Heck, yeah. They had to win! And carry on Ellie's legacy. Milton, hmm? "Honestly, I thought it was going to be either you or Max. But Milton's a superb Quidditch player too." The only thing was. "Although..I'm a bit concerned on how he'd handle the team. His authorial abilities seems to waver a bit." And without proper direction, they might lose their chance. So he knew the Aidan boy. And yes? He was related to Ellie? "I see. Is he her brother or something?" It would totally make sense if he was considering Spike said the young Ravenclaw was close with Max and Max was Ellie's best friend. Subconsciously, she hoped he was. It would be a plus factor, the former Captain's brother on the team. Beezus continued on tugging the Prefect forward, leaving the question she was supposed to ask him on the air for the time being. Actually, she didn't know if it was a good thing to ask him that but she promised that she'd try. "Oh, uhmm..I think I'll ask you a bit later." In some way, she was sure it could dampen his mood. That's why she decided against it. Smiling a bit more, she allowed her hold on his arm slip and it ended on his wrist, then she turned and faced him, somewhat walking backwards. "Oh. let's just not talk about my hair." She gave him a pleading look. "I'm still quite distraught about it. Please?" Spike would surely understand, no? Instead, she pulled him more. "I don't know." was her reply when he asked where she wanted to go first. "How about the Hot Spring? I heard there's one." Beezus grinned. Yes, yes? |
Bliss/Nat! :3 Theo had found a baby frog. Yes, it was a frog and not a toad. He thought it may have been Blue's toad that she had lost, but someone HAD confirmed to him that it was just a wild frog. Maybe her cat DID eat her toad after all. He'd have to get his bestie hat on and be a shoulder to cry on, maybe? Eh. With the frog cupped in his hands, Theo looked suspiciously around every corner just in case someone would be there to catch him. Not that he was doing anything wrong... Just holding a frog. But a part of him DID think that the frog's mumma would come and get him. Heck, frogs in the wizarding world could grow to be BEASTS. Theo still didn't know the vital information about being a wizard. "S'okay, mister froggie. I'll be your mumma now." He whispered that. Obviously. |
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Skip. Skip. Skippedy-Skip. Bliss mind wandered for a while, until something caught her attention. There was a boy, crouching down and holding something in his hands. Was that..THEO? o__O He looked like he was concentrating hard on something, so as to not scare him, she quietly came up beside him. "Hey Theodore, what chuu got there?" She asked him quietly. |
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Oh. OHHHHHHh, WHO WAS THAT? That usually wouldn't have made him jump, cos he had gotten better with that sorta stuff, but because he was being all shifty, Theo almost fell to the ground when someone came up to him. "BLISS! Bliss... shhhh......" Cos you might scare mister froggie, or worse, you might wake up his real mommy. "I gotta frog." Scandal. |
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Except she failed. Theo had almost fallen backwards when she'd crouched next to him. "Sorry, Theo," she whispered, a little panicked. Wait. A frog? What was he doing with a frog.."Oh," she managed to say. "Where is it's mummy?" She asked, looking down at the ickle froggie. It looked tiny, surely there was a mummy frog looking for it. Maybe that was why he was scared..? |
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He really was a hero. Only, he wasn't sure what frogs ate so he was kinda stuck. "I think I might take him back to the common room. Or... do you think I should give it to Blue cos she lost her toad?" Because of her evil cat gobbled it all up! Barnabus wouldn't get to this one cos Theo was it's protector. All's he needed was a name. NAME, NAME, NAAAAAAAME.... |
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Theo the Hero. That was his..nickname...riiiiiiiiiight? Bliss puzzled over this for a moment. "I think Blue would love it," Bliss said and nodded. "You could always, you know, visit it," she told him. Any way, Blue probably knew how to look after it better than Theo did. Noooo offence Theo. And Blue would probably looooove it. It. Hmmm. "Does it have name?" Bliss asked curiously. Everything needed a name after alllllllllllll. |
Damon walked through the pathways with a small sigh, he didn't know what to do lately... With Taylor and him breaking up and everything... Min coming back as a huge plus, but his year, he was sure, was going to be his crappiest. |
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