Finished Watch Where You're Going, Why Don't You? PV Amelia Garnett & Pamela Graham

For some reason, the girl found Amelia's hair flip amusing. Not only that, but Pam had an... interesting expression on her face, as if she had eaten something that wasn't food.

The young Slytherin hesitated for a second. Maybe she should just say something funny, everyone would laugh, and everything would be alright? Ugh, she didn't really like that Gryffindor girl, though. Sure, her green streaks were stylish, and yeah, technically speaking, she wasn't the 'bad' one here. Not that Amelia was bad, of course! The girl did seem like a rather cool person. But she was so smug! Oh, what if she could teach her how to dye her hair? Nah. Not worth it. Amelia decided to simply reply to Pam, and ignore the girl that just laughed at her.

"Yeah, she bumped into me." Amelia almost flushed, but again, she was freezing, so fortunately, no warm blood crept into her cheeks and embarrassed her. It was a stupid reason to be upset, and it was a bit humiliating to admit that was why she was so worked up right now. And it really was a bit childish. Just a little bit. Well, maybe more than a little bit. But nevertheless, Amelia was upset, so she held her ground. "She bumped into me and caused me to fall. And the floor is freezing." This declaration wasn't really the 'smart' thing Amelia had in mind to say, but... Ugh, screw it. It was childish, it was stupid, she was being a total brat, and the whole situation wasn't fair.

𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Pamela Graham, @Eonaria Kabukimono | 𝑳𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: corridors | 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒆 & 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆: Nov 19th, 2:22pm | 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 259| 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: same as interacting

IC Time: 2:22pm, November 19th, 2024

XXXEonaria raised an eyebrow when the Hufflepuff's face contorted like she was trying desperately not to laugh. It seems like the hair flip was funny to her, too. The Slytherin seemed conflicted on what to do, before finally deciding to ignore her. Then she told the other girl that Eonaria bumped into her and made her fall on the cold floor, seeming embarrassed and upset. Eonaria's jaw dropped in outrage.

XXX"Excuse me?? You did not fall. You look completely fine. If you had fallen, you'd be in pain. These floors are rock hard- literally! And people would've ended up trampling you if you were lying on the ground!" She scoffed. "As for the freezing floor- you're wearing robes. You're fine." The Slytherin looked like she was just grasping at straws to keep up her end of the argument, and it was kind of failing miserably. Eonaria glanced at the Hufflepuff, wondering how she would react to such an explanation.

XXX"May I have the displeasure of knowing exactly who I am speaking with?" She asked dryly. "You see, the problem with hitting-and-running, as Muggles say, is that you don't know who it is for later encounters. Not that I want to encounter you again." Eonaria folded her arms across her chest as well.

XXXShe felt that if a professor were to come across them now, they would just see three girls staring at each other, glaring with their arms crossed. What kind of conclusion would they draw? A trio of girls up to no good? Or, Merlin forbid, three 'popular' girls hanging out? Eonaria nearly shuddered at the thought. She definitely did not want to be associated with these two! Although, she supposed, the Hufflepuff wasn't too bad... probably just caught in the crossfire. But they've been standing here long enough. The flickering torches seemed to be dimmer now as time stretched on, the corridor becoming colder.

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Amelia replied to Pam's question, telling her that she had fallen when the other girl had bumped into her and adding that the ground was freezing. She blinked, rather surprised and also kinda relieved, oh, is that it? Then it's nothing that can't be sorted out easily. Pam scanned Amelia's face, quickly making sure that she had not been injured. However, before she could say anything, the Gryffindor flared up at the response as she countered Amelia's statement, claiming that she had not fallen and was completely fine, that the ground was rock hard and she would have been trampled over if she had. She's right, a tiny voice spoke in Pam's mind as she eyed the now-dwindling crowd in the corridor. She glanced at Amelia, throwing her her best "she has a point, you know" look.

Pam prepared her diplomatic skills, readying herself to tame the two raging fires in the corridor, but before she could, the Gryffindor spoke again, her voice less than friendly in her next words.

"May I have the displeasure of knowing exactly who I am speaking with? You see, the problem with hitting-and-running, as Muggles say, is that you don't know who it is for later encounters. Not that I want to encounter you again."

Pam's mouth fell open in shock. What the-! The audacity! I didn't even bump into her! she thought indignantly, snapping back a response before she could stop herself, "Well, since it's a displeasure anyway, I won't do you the inconvenience of giving you my name, Ms. random rude human. Also, I already gave you my name, so if you had been bothered to listen carefully, you would have known it by now." She scoffed, unable to stop now that she was on a roll, "I didn't even bump into you, so stop taking your anger out on me and sort it out with her instead of squabbling like children."

Pam stopped, taking in a mouthful of air as she belatedly realised what she just said, Oh my god, I'm crazy, why did I just do that?! And I even snapped out at Amelia without realising! Oh my god, I'm doomed She looked at Amelia, throwing her an apologetic look hoping she wouldn't be too mad at her, before fixing the Gryffindor a rather unimpressed look.

IC Time: 2:23pm, November 19th, 2024

XXXWhen Eonaria asked for the Slytherin's name, Pam immediately flared up, exclaiming that if it was such an inconvenience, she wouldn't even give her name- and that she already did! Eonaria adjusted her stance. "Actually, if you had taken a cue, I was looking at.. this person." She waved her hand at the Slytherin with a scoff. "I wasn't asking for your name, and you'd know that if you'd listened."

XXXPam scoffed, continuing on to add that she should sort out her anger with the other girl instead of squabbling like children. Eonaria snorted. "Children? You're right, we are children. We're eleven years old. So just let us fight it out like children do, ne?" She was just about ready to get into a physical brawl, no matter how undignified it would be to be caught dueling like a Muggle. But hey, it's just a punch or two. Although, fighting would definitely get all three of them in detention... ah, who cares? If the other two also got in trouble, it would be worth it. A simple detention would be nothing for her.

XXXEonaria turned back to the rude Slytherin. "Your friend seems to jump at questions not meant for her, so I'll ask again. Who are you to get us all into such a ridiculous argument? You could have muttered a quick 'sorry' and left right after! Now we're all standing by ourselves in this corridor." She was sure that the girl would just snap back instead of answering reasonably. Then again, she herself was also escalating the incident.

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Oh. No. Oh no no no. The situation escalated quickly, and Amelia retreated, taking a small step back in shock. Pam had gone full out on the girl, who was obviously furious. Amelia could practically feel her control over the situation fading away- not that she had much anyway, but still, it was a rather small fight, and she could just step away if she needed to. The corridor was full of enough students for her to just disappear. But now Pam was upset too, and the Gryffindor seemed ready to actually fight, like a real fight, with punches and whatnot.

Amelia could feel the pressure building in her throat slowly as the girls went on yelling at each other, and her eyes started to tingle.

She was not going to cry in front of this girl. Amelia took a deep, shaky breath- but it didn't help. That girl was right; she could just say sorry and walk away. Why did she start that?! Oh, and what was it she asked for? Her name? How would she answer now? Amelia was sure that if she just opened her mouth to reply, she'd lose control and the tears would roll down her cheeks. What did the girl say? 'Children'? Yeah, she was right, in some way... Amelia would soon be twelve, but that didn't mean she wasn't allowed to cry anymore, right?

So Amelia gave up, and let the tears fall. What was she going to do now, she had no idea. She definitely wouldn't be able to look this girl in the eye ever again- but at least she got the pressure out. She covered her mouth and nose with her hand to muffle the sounds, but she couldn't help but keep on crying.

𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Pamela Graham, @Eonaria Kabukimono | 𝑳𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: corridors | 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒆 & 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆: Nov 19th, 2:25pm | 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 294| 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: same as interacting

Pam blushed as the Gryffindor told her that she had asked Amelia the question and not her, practically dying from embarrassment. Aish you idiot, she chided herself, Good job embarrassing yourself to no end. She had probably reacted too quickly, speaking the first thing that had come to her mouth and not really thinking about it. "Fine I accept that the question wasn't aimed at me but still, you could have-" Suddenly a sniffle drew Pam's attention and she turned to face Amelia, her eyes widening in shock as she took in her friend's teary eyes and her mouth and nose covered with her hand.

Pam panicked. Literally, she forgot what was going on and where she was for a second and she stood there in shock. But her body seemed to know what to do, as she had wrapped her arms around Amelia's before she even came back to her senses, "Oh no no no no no! I-I'm sorry! I wasn't specifically mad at you! I just vented for a second. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lose it!" Pam was probably blabbering nonsense at the end of her little speech, unsure of how to stop her tears or comfort her. It was not a part of her skillset, but she needed to try something. I rubbed Amelia's back trying to get her to calm down, continuously muttering soft apologies.

IC Time: 2:25pm, November 19th, 2024

XXXPam immediately looked ashamed, beginning to retort that even if the question wasn't directed at her, she could've- what? Eonaria paused as Pam failed to finished the sentence before hearing probably one of the worst things possible at the moment: a sob. She froze, the guilt slamming down on her like a freight train. The Slytherin was crying. How could she bear to keep up the pretense now? Pam immediately panicked, rushing over to comfort the other girl. Eonaria stood there, unable to move. Should I go over and help? Would that be a ridiculous thing to do? She shook slightly. She could feel the heat building up in her head already.

XXXCurses! Must I be so empathetic?? Okay, that's not exactly the best word to use considering the situation, but- The sound of the Slytherin's sobs cut right into her heart, and Eonaria could feel tears brimming at the corners of her own eyes. Come on, just walk! Take the first step forward! It'll be easier to keep going once you start! She was yelling at herself. Her breath picked up pace, and she was panicking just like Pam, though perhaps in a different way.

XXXMove! You made her cry, go help!! Teardrops swam in her vision, blurring out the sight of the empty corridor save for the two girls in front of her as they touched her eyelashes and connected. No no no no no-

XXXEonaria inhaled sharply and tried to apologize, but nothing came out. She tried again- the barest wisp of air. It's just sound!! Two syllables! "S-s..." Eonaria winced. It was too quiet, too pitiful to be heard over Pam, who seemed to think it was her own fault for making the Slytherin cry. I don't think a small comment about squabbling like children would have caused such a thing.. it must have been me. Merlin, why did I keep going on and blabbering?! I could have stopped, too! Agh, stupid emotions. But she stood there and cried silently along with the other girl. The tears in her eyes distorted the flickering lights of the torches, blending colors and shadows into indistinguishable shapes. What have I done?

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Emotions do be running rampant- I'm surprised I didn't cry when I wrote this

Amelia stood there, shaking, with Pam's arms wrapped around her. Her friend started apologizing, but Amelia couldn't form a reply, neither in her mind nor aloud, as she was sobbing. She couldn't put her thoughts in order, not able to even say 'it's not you'. Not that it would've helped, that would only make the situation worse; the other girl might think it's her fault, and then all hell might break loose. Well, that might have been a bit of an exaggeration. The other girl didn't seem to make any move forward, though, Amelia noted to herself.

She tried to blink the tears away, and managed to side-hug Pam back, attempting to express her gratitude while taking a quick glance at the girl in front of them.

She wept into Pam's shoulder when it occurred to her- the girl was weeping, too! What? Why? How? Somehow, Amelia managed to make both of them cry. Like she didn't feel bad enough as it was! At least she had a friend next to her... The girl had no one at the moment; she was alone, tears falling quietly.

The hand Amelia used to stifle her sobs(not that it had much effect) moved away, reached inside the bag that had fallen only a few minutes ago and had started the whole fight, and found a small pack of tissue. Not looking at the arrogant girl, – or was she, really? - Amelia handed her the pack, her whole body shaking with her sobs, her hand trembling too.

𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Pamela Graham, @Eonaria Kabukimono | 𝑳𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: corridors | 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒆 & 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆: Nov 19th, afternoon(around 2pm) | 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 254| 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: same as interacting

Pam tightened her grip on Amelia as the girl finally returned her hug, feeling terribly guilty at what had happened, as she fought back her own tears. She really shouldn't have exploded like that, nothing good ever came out of her losing her temper. She placed her head on Amelia's shoulder, rubbing it softly with her head as her gaze flitted to the Gryffindor who, to her shock, was also crying quietly. How long has she been like that? I didn't even notice!

Pam found herself gradually losing control over her own emotions. No no no. I can't cry yet. Not when there r two people already crying. I'll make it even worse! However she was too far into it already, feeling her eyes practically burn as her tears finally spilt out. She inhaled sharply, grappling with whatever little control she had as she watched Amelia hand out a tissue box to her.Seems like she had noticed already. What an idiot I am, unaware of my surroundings.

She watched the girl for a minute, trying to figure out her next action, her guilty increasing tenfold with every passing second. She tried to speak, to ask her if she wanted to join the hug. Hugs were magical things with healing abilities. Pam's dad had once told her that her mother would hug her to calm her down. Pam pushed the thought away quickly, Okay no, don't think about mom right now; that's vulnerable territory. With her throat clogged, she held her hand out to the Gryffindor, hoping she would get the message.

@Amelia Garnett @Eonaria Kabukimono

IC Time: 2:27pm, November 19th, 2024

XXXEonaria closed her eyes, squeezing the tears out as they finally fell. When she opened her eyes again, she realized that now all three of them were standing there blubbering their eyes out. Pam was hugging the Slytherin and apologizing as she cried, while the other girl awkwardly tried to hug her back from the side. Eonaria's heart ached. She didn't think she's seen this many tears together in years. But just as she was about to turn and walk away in shame, she saw the Slytherin fumble in her bag before holding out a pack of tissues to her.

XXXStartled, Eonaria took a few after a moment, wiping her eyes and blowing her nose. Then, to her further surprise, Pam held out a hand to her, inviting her to join the hug. Eonaria's eyes widened. Was she really asking her to join? It felt like too vulnerable of a situation to intrude on, but eventually she took Pam's hand, moving closer. She tentatively wrapped her arms around both of them and burst into a fresh wave of tears. "Thank you.." Eonaria whispered under her breath, though she wasn't sure if they heard it or not.

XXXYou know, if you cry too long, soon you won't be able to stop. Uncontrollable hiccuping! Her brain helpfully provided. As she buried her face into the messy huddle, she caught the whiff of a mixture of chocolate, crisp night air, and morning frost. Fascinating. She tried not to laugh to herself for commenting on how people smelled. Yikes, that's just random things her brain provides, okay?? But in the moment, the scent was comforting, and no one ever needed to know if it helped.

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