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Post by Michael Rolen on Apr 8, 2007 2:23:25 GMT -5
"Come on, I'll come with you....I guess the nurse will have to check all these out"
He said motioning to all his cuts and grazes from the tumble he took down the stairs, the bruises he could live with, but the bruises to his self confidence now that Felicity had basically shrugged him off twice would take a while to heal.
But he would get over it.....sooner hopefully...rather than later
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Apr 8, 2007 2:33:37 GMT -5
Celina turned back to the Hufflepuff Prefect and nodded. It was probably better that she went with someone to the hospital wing anyways, and as she looked at him, he wasn't looking to good either. "Thanks," she responded. They started walking down the rest of the stairs, and Celina put Emerald down on the ground finally to follow them. It was probably not doing much for her cuts to be covered in cat fur.
She looked at the Prefect trying to figure out whether or not they had met before. She was so bad with names it was horrible. He looked very distraught. Celina wondered if she should ask him if he were ok or not, but thought better of it, determining in her own way that whatever happened to make him look that way it wasn't any of her business. She just hoped that it wasn't because she freaked out about him having levitated the squirrel.
"Oh, and by the way my name is Celina," saying it ever so quietly hoping that if they had exchanged names he wouldn't hear her.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Apr 8, 2007 2:40:28 GMT -5
Felicity felt at a loss. She'd managed to hurt two people, one a good friend and the other somone she hoped she'd be able to call a friend no matter how crazy she thought she was. At the moment though, things were not working well. Michael kept trying to tell her something she refused to hear. Celina didn't seem to have a very good amount of luck when it came to being around Felicity, in fact at the moment she was rating higher than Drew on the unlucky scale.
Sighing rather defeatedly, she sat back on the stairs and put her head in her hands. Things just didn't seem to be going very well at all, perhaps she shouldn't have left home to go to Hogwarts. In fact, suddenly thinking about her home made her feel homesick which made her feel even worse, if that was possible.
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Post by evie on Apr 9, 2007 10:41:14 GMT -5
Being left behind was not something that Evie found fun, even if she had been quiet for most of the conversation that had been happening between the three. It seemed that every time she tried to make a new friend, she ended up in the middle of something that she did not need to be. Watching Felicity with the cat had made her chuckle, until the assumed owner of the cat walked shyly into the room. Before Evie even had a chance to say anything, all hell had broken loose and Felicity was chasing Michael down the stares, having tossed the cat to who she recognized as the Fifth Year Ravenclaw she had seen in the library a few days ago.
Seeing the look of pain on the girl's face, all she could do was shrug before the girl turned and walked down the stares, obviously annoyed. Half of Evie told her to stand right where she was and forget that she had met any of them. However, the sounds of things falling down the painfully solid stone stares caught her curiosity and held it. Seconds later she was standing on the stares, looking as Michael helped the cat owner to the Hospital Wing.
"Is everything alright?" She asked, walking up beside Felicity, who looked like she might burst out in tears any second.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Apr 9, 2007 11:11:08 GMT -5
"That all depends," she replied turning her head to look up at the girl through her spread fingers. "If things have been balanced out then yes, everything is just fine. If not, then no, things have been made very complicated." Felicity wasn't about to pour her heart out on the girl, after all she didn't hardly know her. However, out of the experience she'd met someone new, which was always fun and she'd discovered it wasn't impossible to catch her squirrel. But on the other hand, she'd injured two people and as frightened at a confession that she didn't really know what to think about other than blaming the water.
Sometimes life was difficult, nut of course nothing could be done about it. Smiling, she removed her hands and looked up at the girl. "I for one am going to assume everything is due to the water and am not going to worry about it." So, she was putting up a brave face, but it was all she could really do. The homesick feeling she felt could be pushed aside, and the other events would just be thought about at a later date. "So, Evie where do you hail from?"
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Post by evie on Apr 9, 2007 12:33:16 GMT -5
Evie instantly saw through Felicity's facade, shaking her head slightly at the amount of frustration practially pouring off of the girl. But rather than trying to make Felicity talk, which she knew she wouldn't be able to do, Evie nodded slowly.
"I come from the beautiful rolling hills of Ireland. Hows about you?"
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Apr 9, 2007 13:42:16 GMT -5
"Ireland," she smiled as brightly as she could. "I've never been there, but have heard many a things about it there. They say the faeries are absolutely amazing, and nothing compared to the Leprechauns or the Banshee." It was true, they were things that the majority of the smuggle populations pushed aside when they were old enough to disbelieve in the simple magic they could see.
"I'm from London," she replied proudly. "The heart of the city, smoggy and rainy are my favorite seasons." Felicity laughed lightly trying to forget the recent events, and the first step was to laugh of course.
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Post by evie on Apr 9, 2007 18:06:14 GMT -5
"London." Evie smiled. "I've never been there. Apparently it's amazing. Always something to be done, people to see, places to go." Evie said, playing along with the facade that Felicity was in fact ok. "And I've never run into any of those. Hopefully when I go home for the summer holidays I'll run into them." Evie explained, tilting her head to the side.
"Should we go to the Hospital wing to see if they're ok?" She asked, looking up at her.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Apr 9, 2007 18:58:47 GMT -5
"I wouldn't really know much about that part of London," she smiled a bit regretfully. "I'm usually at home taking care of the young ones. My nieces and nephews that is." No, Felicity didn't mind taking care of them, they were a part of her life she couldn't imagine living without, but that also made less time for her to really explore London, that and her parents had never let her out of their sight until the summer. "I wouldn't mind running into some of them either," she grinned back. "But I'm not too sure I'd really want to run into a Banshee."
"Maybe," she replied to the last part. She didn't really want to follow them to the Hospital Wing, but it'd only be the right thing to do especially if she was determined to make the crazy Ravenclaw her friend.
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