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((Here, BubbleWaffles))Celia stepped daintily down the steps. She was wearing one if her favorite dresses that had sunflowers on it. She wore her hair in two braids down the sides of her head. Her appearance looked childish, as some people would say, that day, but she didn't care.
Celia scanned the grounds for a deserted spot for her to do whatever she felt like. She started to hum to a tune that she was making up as she went on after she decided on a place quite near where she was at the moment. After a minute, a group of chatting girls popped out of nowhere and took the spot. Celia frowned and started looking around again when her eyes fell upon a girl that was quite a bit shorter than herself that stood out against the vibrant green grass.
The girl looked just like the kind of person Celia wouldn't become friends with, but her mom had recently been pushing her to make new friends so she walked over and waved with a small smile.
((Thanks))Victoria smiled back at the girl, looking up from the grass. She quickly scanned the girl, who was slightly taller than her. "Hello..." Victoria hesitated. She turned away for a fraction of a second, and raked her hand through her hair, turning it around.
"So... I'm Victoria." She took a step near to Celia, staring at her patiently.
"Thanks...er...sorry, I'm not really used too
((Oops!! Sorry wasn't ready in the slightest! If you'll just wait until I post for reals))
"Thanks...er...I mean, nice to meet you. I'm Celia. I'm not used to talking to people." Celia said, talking fast and quietly. She was sure her face was bright red. Not wanting to make a complete fool of herself in front of someone she barely met, she laughed at herself lightly, but knew that it would never pass as genuine in front of this new girl, Victoria.Celia held out her hand awkwardly, smiling at how silly she must look.
"Nice to meet you, Celia." Victoria smirked. "So, what year are you in?" She asked. She studied Celia, who looked at least a fifth year. "Which house are you in?"She sighed, then giggled all of a sudden.
"I am a sixth year and a proud Slytherin." Celia grinned and straightened up when she realized she was slouching. Celia grabbed her brads and twirled them around and she noticed how pretty Victoria looked. Victoria had features that all matched and made her look perfect. Celia never really worried about how she looked, but at this moment she was worried that someone would wonder why Victoria was socializing with someone as different as Celia.
"What about you?" Celia asked.
"Well, I'm a third year Griffyndor." Victoria said, smiling. She cocked her head when she noticed Celia was staring at her strangely. She hoped Celia wasn't judging how she looked.She started to think what it would be like if she had Celia's braids, and what it would be like to ride a horse.
"What's your favourite class?" Victoria asked, trying to take her mind of what would happen if she rode a horse.
"Oh. I don't know. I love most of them, but I think my favorites are Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. You see, I spend a lot of time outside." Celia responded briskly. She thought her mum would be proud of how she was carrying a conversation. "Yeah. I love Hogwarts. My home life isn't bad. Don't get me wrong, but I have so much time, here at Hogwarts. I can learn new things, ponder life's greatest questions, and be outside. Sorry, I'm rambling. I promise, I don't usually." Celia said. "Do you like Hogwarts? I always hope everyone does as much as I do."
"Well, I love Hogwarts! I get to get away from my crazy da-never mind." Victoria said, looking away. "My favourite class is Transfiguration." She felt super awkward.She frowned, looking at her shoes. She hoped Celia didn't catch what she said, especially the 'crazy dad' part.
"Cool..." Celia trailed off. She was always curious and wondered what Victoria was going to say before she stopped herself. "Probably none of my business." Celia muttered, barely audible. "I mean, like. Transfiguration is not my kind of business." She knew Victoria was way too smart to buy that, but Celia just but her lip and looked over to the Forbidden Forest, pretending that she saw something interesting that way.
"Really?" Victoria asked, looking at Celia suspiciously. "What are you so..." Victoria felt as if Celia had heard what she said. She gulped as fear overrode her senses."Did you, by any chance, hear what I just, um...said?" Victoria asked sheepishly, fiddling with her wand.
"Er. I kind of guessed, but you..." Celia didn't wanted to be nosy, but she was extremely curious about why Victoria would not want Celia to know what she had said. "What...about a crazy...dad? Was it?" She felt guilty about prying, but continued. "Is he mean to you?"
Victoria looked away, letting her hair dust on her shoulders. "Well, I..." She sighed, and changed to staring at her shoes. "He used to make me perform magic tricks... like a...a...slave." She whispered.Victoria felt very uncomfortable with talking to anyone about her crazy family. "Did you hear-hear about the c-c-c-contest?" She lied, trying to change the topic.
Celia decided that Victoria didn't want to talk about her dad or probably her family life, so she just went along with what they were talking about. Which was hard, because she had no clue about what Victoria was asking her."No, actually. I never really hear any news. I guess it doesn't come to me, but if you would be so kind to enlighten me, I would love to know what kind of contest this is," Celia admitted. "Oops! Sorry! I broke my promise already! I'm still talking too much."
Celia was still thinking about her father. She wondered what kind of father would do that to his daughter. There was probably more to Victoria's history than lust that, but Celia didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable.
"Well," Victoria said, looking at her shoes awkwardly. "it's okay. Everyone's curious...." She thought about the moment when she killed her brother and gulped, flashbacks returning. She bit her lip to stop the tears."Oh! Yes, the contest. It's a dance contest." Victoria lied. She realized that it was a horrible lie and tried to cover it up. "Well, some students got bored and decided to set up a dance contest, you know, to see the best dancer here at Hogwarts..."
"I love dancing!" Celia's eyes widened, then she squinted at Victoria questioningly. "Wait. Were you just-? Oh, I get it. If you don't want to talk about you're past, that's okay, but you came up with a lie to change the subject. That's not as okay." Celia folded her arms. "You got me really excited there for a second." Celia wasn't actually that mad in reality, but she wanted to make a point that it wasn't cool to lie. She was also not okay with Victoria, a third year, thinking she could lie to someone much older than her. Celia was too smart to fall for something like that...usually.
"Sorry. That was a lie." Victoria admitted. "I just don't like it when people want to, you know, find out things about my past. Especially when it's connected to such a crazy dad." She looked away from Celia nervously.Victoria felt very uncomfortable, even more now that Celia discovered that she was lying and wouldn't fall for it the next time she tried to change the subject.
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like if we were all dinosaurs?" Victoria frantically tried to change the subject.
"Er...well no. I suppose it would be strange though." Celia answered awkwardly. She decided she wouldn't ask Victoria about her past anymore. As intriguing as it sounded, Celia was determined to not question her any farther."Do you ever think about being a dinosaur? No offense if you do, but it's not a common thing to ponder upon." Celia smiled to show that she wasn't judging.
"I do. I think it would be awesome to be a dinosaur." Victoria said, grinning from ear to ear. The smile dissolved. "You don't think it's weird, do you?" Victoria didn't like it when people called her imaginative. It made her feel different. She liked it when she was more one of the crowd. "Well, it's cool being a dinosuar." She decided.
"I think it's cool, not weird! Sometimes I think about stuff like that too. I was in the middle of History of Magic and suddenly I wondered out loud asking 'what would it be like if we lived in space?' The whole class giggled as I just sat there bright red." Celia smiled in reminiscence. "I suppose everyone daydreams once and a while. Do you think so?"
"I have similar experiences...." Victoria said, smiling. "And I don't do it once in a while, I do it all the time. Sometimes unconsiously."Victoria thought about the time in Transfiguration when she called out what it would be like to be able to go back in time.
Celia laughed and thought about the times she had made a fool of herself. Time passed slowly in the moment that Celia and Victoria were staring off into space just thinking. They both had a slight smile on their faces. To break the silence, Celia asked a random question. "What do you think about muggles? I promise I won't judge whatever you answer with." Celia really didn't know what she thought about muggles herself. She had never really met many people that were muggles.
"Well, my parents and-" Victoria stopped to rephrase. "My parents are muggles." She hesitated, looking at her shoes. She never noticed how much more shinier one was than the other."I have very mixed feelings about muggles." Victoria admitted. "I hate them, like them, feel annoyed with thme..." She stopped there.
"Oh." Celia said. "I'm only a little against muggles. My dad..." She thought for a moment. "Let's just say that I'm against muggle inventions. Cars, for example." She bit her lip and held back tears that she thought she would never shed for this reason again. She thought she was over this. Stone faced, Celia brushed a braid behind her shoulder. She regretted bringing the topic of muggles up. She pinched herself for letting her thoughts wander to her father. Her perfect father that could never be replaced.
Victoria glanced at Celia, as if understanding her thoughts. "Are you okay? Was it something I said?" Victoria really hoped this would go well."I'm so sorry. If I said anything offensive." She quickly stepped closer to Celia. "Well...do you like octopi?" She asked, trying to change the topic.
"I guess? I don't like them more than a average person would, but yeah I could say I like them." Celia answered with a uncertain voice. "Do you?"Celia appreciated the fact that Victoria noticed that Celia was uncomfortable and changed the subject right away. She was grateful for that.
"Yes." Victoria said, smiling at Celia. She was glad that Celia didn't feel uncomfortable anymore. The tension in the air was unbearable.Victoria tried to act like an octopus, flopping her arms around.
Celia grinned and did it too, but looked even goofier because she wasn't used to being funny. When she saw a concerned look on Victoria's face, Celia stopped and blushed. Then, she suddenly laughed at herself. Humor definitely wasn't her strong suit."What's your favorite animal?"
"I like seals." Victoria said. She got down on the floor and flopped around, pulling a goofy face."What about you?"
"I love all animals, especially all birds, but if I had to choose I'd probably say my favorite animal is a swan." Celia replied. She had always wanted to be as graceful as a swan. "Since were already doing favorite things, what's your favorite color?" Celia asked.
"Well, my favourite colour is red. 'Cause you know, it's the red of flames, and that looks cool." Victoria said lamely. She always liked the warmth of the flames. The way the flames were uncontrollable matched her personality."What's yours?" Victoria asked Celia, smiling.
"Probably yellow. I like how it's the color of the sun and flowers. I think it's a pretty color." Celia replied. She looked at her dress and at the sunflowers on it. She also liked yellow because it was a happy color. "Have you read any muggle books? I absolutely love them." Celia was in a spectacular muggle story right then. It was about a boy that traveled to a magical place with a dog and a bug at his side. Celia had to say that for a species that didn't know anything about Hogwarts or anything, they sure wrote a lot of books about magic.
"Muggle books are cool." Victoria said, not wanting to make Celia feel bad since she didn't really like, and hasn't ever read a muggle book. She wished she knew something about muggle books, so she could talk to Celia about them.She took her mind of muggle books by thinking about narwhals and how cool it would be if they could fly. Unconsciously, Victoria started to daze into the sky and daydreamed.
"Yeah. I love how imaginative muggles are." Celia said absently. "I always wonder what it would be like to be a muggle. They are interesting, but I wouldn't want to be one of them." Celia saw the look on Victoria's face and wondered what she was thinking about. It was the look that Celia's mother told Celia that she had a lot. It was a far off look. A look of daydreaming.
"What do you like most about Hogwarts?" Celia asked. As she waited for an answer, Celia smoothed her dress as the wind blew it gently.
"I was listeni-" Victoria said frantically. "Well, I like that everyone here understands what it's like to have magic, and all the troubles and dangers we face in the real world."She looked down at her shoes. This conversation was drifting torwards her father.
"What about you?" Victoria asked Celia. "What do you like most about Hogwarts?
"Well, pretty much just learning new things. About the world and about people. At home I'm surrounded by muggles and it's a good change at Hogwarts to be by people I know are like me." Celia replied. Celia never really thought about her family being muggles. Her parents didn't seem like most muggles because they accepted Celia for who she was. Even her muggle brother was sweet to Celia. Of course he was only 3 years old and didn't know much about Celia being "different," but he still was nice to her and understood her.
"Cool." Victoria said. She suddenly felt very interested towards her shoes. She felt very awkward, even though she knew that Celia had a different childhood than her, definitely a better one."Hopefully your muggles are nice." Victoria said, smiling softly at Celia. She liked this conversation with Celia, and felt like she understood Celia and herself way more.
"Oh yes!" Celia replied then suddenly looked guilty. "I'm sorry that yours aren't. I didn't mean to like brag or anything. Honest." Celia felt terrible that she had a nice family of muggles while Victoria was being treated so badly by her muggle parents. Celia looked into Victoria's eyes and saw the sadness in them. Celia admired Victoria for being so tough with a hard past like hers. Celia still broke down at the mere mention of her father. She wished she have Victoria's attitude toward tragedy.
"Thanks. But you're lucky, I'm not." Victoria said, smiling faintly. She wished that she was as nice as Celia, and had the ability to not trace a conversation back to her parents."You know, I like that you're able to have a conversation without thinking about your muggles." There was something in the way Victoria said your.
"Thanks. You know, I was just thinking about how tough you are with a terrible past you are. You're past is worse than mine, but somehow you overcame it and I still haven't." Celia smiled at Victoria."Well, we probably should get going. Do you know what time it is?" Celia bit her lip and hoped that it wasn't past the time when she was supposed to drop by the library and return a book that was due.
Victoria glanced at the sky. "I think it's about...I'd say four o'clock in the afternoon." She smiled back."Well, you wanna talk sometime? Maybe I can help you get over your past?" Victoria asked. She'd totally understand if Celia didn't want to. She never really told anyone her entire past, since she was scared of the rumors that could start.
"Sure!" Celia smiled then turned around. She glanced back. "See you around. I'll watch for you!" With that she turned back, facing Hogwarts, and walked away lively.Celia was glad she had made a new friend. Even though her afternoon was spent differently then she had originally planned, she was happy that she had met Victoria. After a minute of thinking, she decided her afternoon would've been awfully boring without chatting with Victoria.
((Shall we end it here? Thanks for the RP!))
((Thanks to you too!))Victoria smiled, heading back to her house common room. She realized she'd just made a new friend and smiled. This was her first Hogwarts friend, and Celia was very interesting. She let her thoughts drift around what they discussed throughout the afternoon.
