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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 15, 2006 14:39:05 GMT -5
She hated them. She hated them all. Who was she kidding when she thought she could trust them? The Slytherins they had ruined it all and now she could truly never trust them and her fellow Ravenclaws probably wouldn't want to be her friends anymore anyways. She was a mess, an entire mess as she leaned against the tree. Her eyes were red and her face tearstreaked. She just hated the Slytherins with such contempt. And she felt so awful about all the things she said to everyone. Why oh why did life torment her? Oh what she wouldn't give for one day of peace.
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Post by abigailbennett on Jan 16, 2006 10:10:09 GMT -5
Abigail Bennett, new to Hogwarts, had decided to roam the castle early on, hoping her wanderings would lessen the chances of becoming lost (especially on the way to classes). She had already walked through the first and second corridors and parts of the dungeons and now found herself on the grounds. The day was rather cold, and Abby pulled her yellow and black scarf up around her pink cheeks as she gazed at the sun-soaked fields.
Beautiful. I wish Elizabeth could see this. The young Hufflepuff returned her gaze to where she was walking only to see an older girl looking quite distressed. She sat on a bench near to where Lilian was, looking silently at the Ravenclaw, almost asking with her facial expression if the fifth year was okay.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 16, 2006 10:58:56 GMT -5
((I hope you're prepared for this))
Lily was too upset to notice any sort of person much less even look up. She furiously plucked at the grass, as if almost willing it to fight back. They were awful, awful! And now, they Ravenclaws and more importantly Drew would never forgive her. So much for any happy ending. Now she was homeless again, homeless and furious and unable to forgive herself.
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Post by abigailbennett on Jan 16, 2006 12:24:45 GMT -5
Abigail stared at the girl's hands as she tore blade after blade of grass from the ground. "I'm sure the school has some sort of lawn service, you know. I doubt they need the students to cut the grass." Her voice was very soft and very quiet as a small smile planted itself upon Abby's lips.
Surprised at herself for actually saying something, the first year continued to stare at Lilian's hands and the pile of picked grass.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 16, 2006 12:27:39 GMT -5
"I'm not." Lily started. "Cutting the grass." She looked up and over. If this little girl wasn't careful, if she was a Slytherin, if she made another mention to her mood it could very well be all over. She looked back down and continued to kill te grass. She just didn't care right about now.
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Post by abigailbennett on Jan 16, 2006 12:47:05 GMT -5
Abigail continued to gaze at the Ravenclaw's hands, not so much intimidated by her attitude however cautious none-the-less. "Can I help you not-cut-the-grass?" Her voice remained quiet, though it cut through the silent winter air very clearly. "Maybe doing some physical activity will help warm me up." Abby rubbed her hands together and pushed her nose into her scarf, hoping to add effect.
Brrr.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 16, 2006 13:10:58 GMT -5
"Fine," Lily answered. "Just don't get in my way. I'm warning you, you, you, well whoever you are I'm warning you." She continued to pluck at the grass with a feirce determination to kill it. She was so angry right now she possibly could kill.
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Post by abigailbennett on Jan 16, 2006 13:25:54 GMT -5
Abby's smile widened somewhat as she stood and walked over to where Lilian sat, sitting down cross-legged across from her. "My name's Abigail," she introduced herself, picking a blade of grass and tearing it from the ground. Her small fingers moved to another blade, tearing that one off as well and tying the two blades together with a small knot. Abby remained silent now, as she usually did, continuing to pluck different strands of grass and tying them to her chain of grass.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 16, 2006 16:45:06 GMT -5
"I'm not in the mood for introductions," Lily snapped harshly. "So just be quiet will you?" She wanted to pluck her grass in peace. She was so upset and this wasn't helping. Maybe some chocolate would. So she abruptly got up and started heading for the castle, in search of some chocolate.
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Post by abigailbennett on Jan 16, 2006 17:27:00 GMT -5
Ouch. No mind, though. Abigail stood, unaffected by the girl's abrupt leave, and also made way for the castle. Her intent was not for chocolate, though. She figured she'd had enough roaming of the grounds and would look around the third corridor, maybe warm up by the common room fire. Maybe she could find an empty classroom and play with her wand. Now walking beside the older girl, who was in fact a good bit taller than the Huffle, Abby slipped her reddened hands into her cloak pockets and stared straight ahead at the castle doors.
Yeah, she seemed like a tag-along, but that would change once they reached the Great Hall.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 16, 2006 17:29:04 GMT -5
Lily turned around. She heard the little girl, what was her name, Abigail, she was following her. "Why don't you just leave me the heck alone?" Lily yelled. "Why do you have to stalk me? Isn't it enough that everyone hates me without having a stalker too? Why don't you hate me too?"
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Post by abigailbennett on Jan 16, 2006 17:46:22 GMT -5
Abigail stopped in some surprise but quickly returned to Lily's side. "I can't hate someone I don't know," she replied calmly while looking over at the Ravenclaw. She didn't say anything else. Abby was a girl of few words; she didn't say anything that was obvious or soon would be obvious (such as the stalking comment: it would soon be obvious the Hufflepuff was not stalking Lilian once they reached the Great Hall).
Abby's eyes returned to the large oak doors of the castle, probably a good fifty feet away. Maybe she could get the fifth year to talk; after all, she was a good listener.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 16, 2006 17:48:33 GMT -5
"Well everyone else seems to hate me everywhere I go," Lily said. "I thought I had escaped such hate here but no apparently I'm hated again. Maybe instead of Lily the screw up I should be Lily the hated. I think that suits me fine." She was still striding towards the door.
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Post by abigailbennett on Jan 16, 2006 18:01:22 GMT -5
Abigail shrugged. "Personally I don't like either names, but whatever floats your boat." She gave another quick glance over to Lily before looking back ahead of her. "I haven't met many people here, but they don't seem like haters. Maybe I'm just too young and new to the castle."
The first year slightly slowed her walk. Sometimes when a person was excitedly talking he (or she) would follow the other person. Abby hoped the Ravenclaw would slow her walk as well, though if not the Huffle could always keep Lily's pace. She glanced at the doors, the rising castle, and the ground ahead, offering her ears once more to the Ravengirl.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Jan 16, 2006 18:04:03 GMT -5
"Well I didn't think so either!" Lily snapped. "But apparently I was wrong. I thought it was safe here. I thought that things were better here. But apparently I was wrong about that too! I bet you if I ran away again, no one would even come looking! Because they don't care anymore!"
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