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SPOILER!!: *heavy breathing* Zeke, Cinna, and a crying Lux Zeke. He'd have to remember that one. Man, was it just him or was this kid tiny? A first year probably... Unless his firstie senses were failing and this guy was actually a fourth year too. Because this was a compartment full of fourth years now with him and Cinna and all. Nope. He definitely wasn't missing anyone. "So... Uh... are you a first year?" He could sense the confusion in this guy's eyes. He was practically eye-balling she-who-must-not-be-named. AKA the person Zander Adair was NOT going to look at. Stupid stupid stupid. Why'd he have to enter this compartment out of ALL of the other possibilities. Stupid. And before he knew it he was being hugged. And not just hugged, but like really HUGGED. Ahem. Uh. ? The young Gryffindor awkwardly patted Cinna's back because just this hug was really going on for quite a while... And as she let go, Zander smiled at her because how could he not smile after a hug. That'd be really rude and kind of weird, right? Most people liked hugs. Even though he wasn't most people, he could at least pretend like he was a hugger... His mom was a hugger too and that was a mess... All the time. Anyways.... Hearing an oddly familiar... Sniffling? What? Okay, okay so he did promise not to look at her but he couldn't help it!! There was some weird sniffling and oh merlin. Was she CRYING!?! O_____________O ????? What. First the hugs and now CRYING!?! UHHHHHHHH????? WHAT WAS HE SUPPOSED TO DO???? asdfkjads;fklj Zander's eyes were widening more and more by the second-- thank MERLIN!! When Cinna spoke again, drawing the attention away from that CRYING, Zander could have almost gone right up and given the Gryffindor another hug. Or even carry her all the way to Hogwarts. Finally with his "cool" regained (using the term lightly) the boy looked back over at Cinna and half grumbled, "Nothing." Only that Lux had blatantly LIED and DECEIVED him. |
Cinna, Zeke, and Zander ^_^ People were talking to her and Lux was having a hard time focusing. Maybe she looked like a crybaby, but she couldn't help it. Nor could she stop crying. Zander was supposed to be her friend, but he was being mean and rude; all she had wanted to do was help him get over Professor Bentley since she would not be coming back to Hogwarts this term. Well, Zander was going to be sorry come the feast when he realized she had been telling the truth. Sniffling, Lux wiped her eyes and smiled at Zeke. "You are really sweet. The only thing that I want is chocolate and hugs." Well boyfriend hugs... But Bay wasn't around and she was not going to mention that since it would be rude. She wasn't even able to answer Cinna's question. |
SPOILER!!: lots of stuff... ya'll know who you are CINNAMON!!!!! ZOMG!!! HER NAME WAS CINNAMON!!!.............. Or Cinna, according to Zander. Zeke couldn't help but feel amused at the fact that she was named after a spice, his mum's FAVOURITE spice at that. HEHEHEHEHE... he'd have to tell her about it later. Yep. "Nice to meet'cha," he replied with a nod. Cause it was, very nice, did she SMELL like cinnamon too???? Ahem. His attention soon moved to Zander man, what with the obvious question. "Yep," he replied awkwardly... now conscious that neither of THEM were small enough to be a firstie with him. Where was Frankie?! WHERRRREEE?! "You uuhhh... second year?" he asked, completely lost where it came to these things, he meant no offence by any of it. As for Lux, poor Lux, pretty Lux, he still didn't know what her problem was. Chocolate and hugs were staples where women were concerned, so it told him NOTHING about what her problem was. Maybe it WAS hormones, AND boyfriend problems... in which case, it SUCKED to be her. "Uuhhhhhh...." he mused awkwardly, trying to fill the space with sound. In the end he patted her on the shoulder. It wasn't a hug, cause yeah, weird, and he didn't have any chocolate on him - that was in his trunk, so this was all she'd be getting. Better? |
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...Is the good so awesome, it makes you sick. The corners of Cutty's mouth were tugging away from one another slightly fighting a smile and his buggy-large eyes squinted as if he were having deep and complicated thoughts. Nothing of the sort was going on, however. Merely, he was wondering how not to laugh at the small voice of the kid. Merlin only knew why but this amused Cutty Mordaunt so very, very much. "Yew mean like the sweets in the skiving snackboxes? I wish it were so, but it's far more likely that it's because they're old. Too old to be eaten." How did Cassia do it? Talk to the litl'uns and get them to form her small army and do her bidding like some kind of pied piper of Hamelin. Cutty's expression suddenly brightened and he held a finger up forming a one before using that hand to reach into his pockets and pull out a chocolate frog. "Here. Take one of these instead. Mooch, mooch fresheh." He said, offering the wee boy the first free hit and a bribe to join the first battalion of Cutty Mordaunt's Magnificent Lil Jackholes. |
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Plus everyone knew older kids were weird. "No, thanks. I will just buy one later" He won't take chocolate from random older kids. Maybe if it was from a girl. But that was different. |
SPOILER!!: These wacko three Isla couldn't help but smile at the four of them all together in this compartment. It was like fate had brought them all here for some unknown reason. Probably to poke fun at Ceorlic the entire time. Heh. Oooh so Eden was from Ireland. Her accent was cool too, just like all the others. She wished she had a cool accent but who knows, maybe it sounded cool to the other three. To her, it just sounded so boring and plain. "Is it pretty there? I heard there's a lot of beautiful places there." She nodded and then gasped when Paloma said that she was from Spain. "I've always wanted to go to Spain!" She frowned. Sure she did have a lot of money, but her parents wouldn't let her travel alone and she definitely didn't want to travel with her parents. Then Ceorlic said he was from Scotland and Isla's jaw dropped. "You all live in really cool places. I'm jealous." Isla laughed as Eden asked if she was sure that she didn't bite. "Well if I did, don't tell Ceo over here." She said, smirking at the boy. She really didn't though. That would just be weird. Then Paloma talked about the Ravenclaw house and Isla knew that if she was having trouble in one of her classes, then she was going to Paloma even if she said that she wasn't a brainiac. Isla sighed in relief as Paloma said there was something special about each house. So even if she didn't end up in Ravenclaw then there were other cool houses as well. Oh she was saying it wrong? Breeks? She silently muttered to herself, trying to figure out how to say it right. Then again, when would she use that word ever again unless she was around Ceo? That thought made her blush. Seeing him again wouldn't be too bad. But she wouldn't tell him that. "I'll be a fifth year. How about you two?" Isla asked turning towards Ceorlic and Eden. They looked almost about the same age. She raised her eyebrow as Ceo asked Paloma if she was a veela and then saw Ceo give a look that made her question him. "What's so bad about being a veela? And I don't know many people from Beauxbatons but Ceo seems ...alright." She said, looking towards Eden and then back towards him, blushing once again. She watched Eden's face turn slowly into a smirk as she eyed Ceorlic and Isla couldn't tell what was happening. Was she planning something because she knew that look all too well. Isla looked over at Paloma with a questioning look and then back at Eden. |
SPOILER!!: BFF's Four different teenagers, cool and different accents and back history that Paloma was eager to learn about. She just had to ask more questions, but she noticed how quickly time had passed over them. They were about to arrive to Hogwarts, hop on the carriages and take over the Great Hall's magesty once arrived. At Ceo's comment about Beauxbatons, and also Eden's, Pal shook her head. "I don't really know, if they are snobs or not...because of...language barriers," meaning that Paloma barely spoke fluent French, "...I barely got time to make friends or acquaintences there, so..." She felt weird, but nice to put it out, that her brain wasn't that smart on the language skills part. About being a Veela....COUGH. "I...might have some background, you know. And yes, nothing bad with being a Veela..." She was totally teasing, though, to make the boy feel a little more awkward in a compartment with three curious girls. Mwhaha. Hopefully, thought Paloma, that they could meet at the Great Hall and talk more. "So...it's almost time, we have to dress up...in our school robes..." She said, standing up and taking her small backpack along, motioning towards the sliding door and then pointing out the window. "I guess I'll see you at the carriages, or for the feast?" She said, because she wanted to spend more time with them. |
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"Oh, they're a bright bunch alright. The Potions master would know. Simply by lookin' atchyer. Booht, I have a feeling the Astronomy Professor might be too disgoosted fer the situation to be sussed out." He replied to the litl'un in what may or may not have been his actual opinion. Professor Flamsteed could've grown suspicious regarding potions over the terms since the incident wherein Cutty slipped him polyjuice which ended in not one, but two Cutty Mordaunts at the end of the term feast. Surprised. Yes, it was definitely surprised over the decline of his free chocolate frog offer. Was the wee twerpling naturally suspicious? No...what was far more likely in Cutty's experience was that he was filthy loaded with dosh making the free bit no point of temptation. "Or two? Perhaps, even three if yer can afford it." He said expectantly with somewhat of a sense of eagerness to his voice. He was loaded, right? Kid was loaded. |
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