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The Steps
(And yes, it's lovely.)
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Lavinia sat on the steps, staring glumly down towards the frozen lake. Why did she have to stay here? She wished she could've gone home for Christmas, but no. Her family was visiting her dad in the hospital, and they didn't want anything magical to happen.
"You don't look the mighty top of your game." A voice remarked. Genevieve stood on the head of the stairs, resting on the balustrade. She descended two stairs at a time and sat by Lavinia, her plump face rimmed with the mink fur of her coat. Gen continued, "Is there anything I can do?"
Lavinia glared at the girl. "No, this is none of your business. Besides, I don't need help from the likes of you." She said, tucking a strand of brown hair behind her ear. Why was this girl even talking to her? It's not like anyone liked her anyway.
Gen clicked her tongue despite herself. "Overemotional," she sang under her breath. Stretching out her legs over the balustrade's openings, she went on "Look, miss, I am trying - endeavoring - to be nice, understand? To me it looks like you need a friend right about now." Genevieve finished, taking her boots from the railing and stomping the snow off of them.
"It does, does it?" Lavinia asked, then sighed. She would usually decline such an offer of friendship, but the girl was right, she was in need of a friend. "Fine. You're right. I do need a friend, okay?" Lavinia said starting out harshly, but the last words were spoken softly.
Gen smiled, pulling her hood away onto her neck revealing snow-dusted red-brown hair. "Thanks," she said with a little smile. "I'm sorry you're off your game. But why?" she asked, motioning to the snow covered grounds. "It's near Christmas-Time, a white Christmas too," she said with a grin. The expression faded. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said softly. "It's because it is Christmas time?"
"Not exactly." Lavinia said. "It's because it's Christmas time, and I have to be here, instead of with my family."
Gen sighed, "I'm sorry." She said quietly. "I'll do all that I can to help. Sincerely so," she looked up and tilted her head, evidently cooking up some scheme in her thoughts.
"I don't think there is anything you can do to help. I'm stuck here and that's all there is to it." She said, sighing.
Gen frowned, "Would...There are some interesting places in the castle," she offered, eyes starting to sparkle at the promise of adventure. "Passages, turrets, everything's decorated for the holidays! There would be so much stuff to explore!" she suggested passionately.
"And..." Lavinia started. Did this girl just ask her to go exploring with her. "You want me to go with you?"
Gen grinned, a wide beam that stretched across her rosy, pudgy, features. "You betcha!" she exclaimed, her eyes twinkling. "Do you want to join me?"
"I-I" She stuttered. Really? This was a first. "I would love too!"
Gen's grin widened and she offered her hand to pull Lavinia up, "Let's be off!"((I've got to go. Um...This is the final RP I'll have done.))
Lavinia took the offered hand and stood up and followed the girl.((What? *starts to cry* Alright. We'll miss you, Ro!))
((*cries too* I know...Potterheads Unite is great beyond measure in the league of RP groups. I'll only leave on New Year's(or so), tho'. You'll still need the Code of Moddybuddies...))
((Indeed it is. :( The Code of Moddybuddies?))
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Frederic had just left the library and was feeling rather dumbfounded. He was staring at his feet as he walked lost in his thoughts. The connection between the things he read in the library and the recent chain of events was puzzling him. Suddenly, he tripped on a black shape sitting on the marble steps. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" he said not daring to look his fellow student in the eyes.
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"My fault. Didn't see you there. My mind is so messed up with all that's happening lately..." Frederic said still gazing at his shoes. Suddenly a loud bang and a scream came from the floor above. "Did you hear that?"
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((Ally you can join if you want))
((Cool, thanks!))Her mouth set in a scowl and her eyes ablaze with anger, Natasha came barreling down the steps.
"I never....that no-good....my nerves." She muttered under her breath, not lessening her pace until she was at the end of the steps. She came to an abrupt stop before two students.
"Excuse me," she stated tersely.
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"Wow! Wait a sec.." Frederic said seizing Natasha violently by her arm. He was eager to find out what happened and why she looked so... could it be guilty? "What happened? But more importantly... why were you upstairs??" He asked fiercely.((Welcome Ally!))
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Frederic didn't turn his head. It was one of those rare moments when he would look at people's eyes with a stern look at his face, hard as rock. "Rubbish! You know we are not allowed to walk that floor after... you know what." A shade of panic crossed his face. "She's up to something!" He added authoritatively.
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Natasha huffed, wrenching her arm out of his grasp. "Oh, stop talking like I'm not even here. I wasn't up to anything, thank you. And since when are not allowed on that floor?" She cocked a brow at the boy. "I think you're making things up. Now if you'll excuse, I need to be on my way." She shot him a glare, her usual good spirits gone.
"That maybe so..." Frederic said reluctantly letting go of Tasha's hand. "I would like to hear her story though." Turning to Elle, "What were you doing here anyway?"
Natasha cut them off. "So demanding!" She crossed her arms. "Why do you assume that both us must have an ulterior motive for being here? I might ask the same of you."
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"Sorry.. My nerves are frayed after what happened to that poor girl. That's why I come off so strong sometimes." Frederic replied blushing. "I was just returning to my dormitory. What house are you two in?"
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"I should have known. Only a Gryffindor would be so feisty." Frederic commented with a smirk in a desperate attempt to diffuse the situation.
((If you saw my previous post, I'm sorry. Natasha is a Ravenclaw, not a Gryffindor. Silly me))Natasha barely refrained from rolling her eyes. That was a neat change of subject.
"Ravenclaw. I'm a seventh year. You're in Gryffindor too, aren't you?"
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"Yeap. Gryffindor, sixth year. Nice to meet you." Frederic responded shyly.
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Natasha almost smiled. This Frederic was a piece of work, going from being overly fierce to almost shy. In other circumstances they might have hit it off, but he wasn't the only one whose nerves were frayed. Natasha was a in a sour mood after....She shook her head absentmindedly. She wouldn't even think about what had just happened. It was humiliating. Instead she answered Frederic.
"My pleasure." She turned to the girl. "Elle, wasn't it?" She took the hand she offered.
Frederic caught a glimpse of Natasha shaking her head while he took Elle's hand. The air around them had gotten chilly he realised. "Let's get out of here" he said. "I have a bad feeling. Can we go somewhere and talk?"
Natasha raised her brows. "Secrets?" She smirked. "Don't think you're off the hook, Frederic." She dropped her voice to a whisper, her gaze penetrating his. "I want to know about that girl you mentioned earlier."((I've got to go, but I can continue tomorrow.))
Frederic didn't like Natasha's comment. Can i really trust them? he thought. He took a look at Elle's face but there was no expression there. As if you have a choice a voice inside him said.((Me too!))
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Lovely! How lovely, I confess, alright Triss? I like being the center of attention! Thanks for reading.))