Lunch At the Great Lake Closed

"The best advice I can give you Clarke, is be who you want to be, not who your parents want you to be. Sure you don't want to let them down, at least give Quidditch a try if you haven't already. Who knows, you might like it." She winked at him and went back to looking at her book and writing down a new chapter while nibbling on a cookie. She had listened closely to how he said he didn't have the patience to read, which was alright, not everyone does. 

When she finished her cookie, she grabbed one for Oliver, then one for herself. She hummed her song she had once sang with her mother, who used to sing it to her all the time, it was in Scottish Gaelic so they probably didn't recognize the tune. She missed her mother, and would probably never see her again, they didn't want to, she didn't want to. She hated her parents for giving her up, she hated them for not wanting her to come home after finding out she was a witch. She remembered the first month of receiving the news. She'd been so heart broken, her friend Levi was there, but it got even worse after he went home. Then she was alone.

"So basically my fun fact is that I have no idea what I want to do in life" Dianna heard him say while nibbling on her truffle. It reminded her of the time her brother James had said the same. Said those exact words, she sighed to caught up in her head.

"The best advice I can give you Clarke, is be who you want to be, not who your parents want you to be. Sure you don't want to let them down, at least give Quidditch a try if you haven't already. Who knows, you might like it."


Dianna nodded in agreement.


"You may have some killer moves and don't even know." She spoke up but she was only half paying attention.

His words bothered her a little even though she knew he meant no harm but it still got to her. She didn't let it show for she didn't want to ruin the happy atmosphere going around the group. She put her food away not feeling hungry anymore. She smiled none the less at the group and picked up a rock turning to face the lake. She flew the rock out watching it go far before grabbing another still listening to the conversation.


Are we doing one person each round or does it not matter? I prefer one person each round so they would have time to answer any questions your character have asked or complete the action they have started.

should we set up and order then because it's a little confusing who should be going when

"Yeah I do love Quidditch so I wouldn't mind trying out and playing for the gryffindor team but I don't know if I want to do it for the rest of my life is all" he said and shrugged, "But that's what hogwarts is for right? figuring out what you love and what you're good at! That's what i'm most excited about honestly."

He hardly noticed that Dianna stopped paying attention. Partly because he really was as oblivious as his mother always said he was and partly because he was half paying attention himself, still distracted by the scenery around him. He started to sway gently and curled his fingers in the grass, just enjoying feeling it against his fingertips. Not to mention the way the sun warmed his cheeks and made him feel calm, almost sleepy like he could just lay back and take an afternoon nap.

The sound of Verla's humming didn't help the sleepiness he felt. Although he had no desire to actually take a nap he did feel so very relaxed something that rarely happened for him around other people. He liked being around people, he really did. He just was so used to being around people with busy minds, or loud mouths. Not excited, no, but anxious and sometimes petty. It was obvious that these girls were different from what he was used to, and it was a welcomed change.

Okay so what order do you propose?

"But that's what hogwarts is for right? figuring out what you love and what you're good at! That's what i'm most excited about honestly." She flicked her wrist watching the stone skip on the lake. One, Two, Three Four! Better than the last time I've done. She thought as she watched the stone sink.

"So you do know what you want to do you're just not sure." She stated skipping another stone. She wondered if there was anything in the lake and she was accidentally bonking it on the head with all the stones. She laughed to herself imaging that happening.

"Anyway just go for it. We will be cheering you on." She spoke facing them. "I never made it out to a Quidditch match." She said sheepishly. "But I would like to go, so you better make the team." She playfully glared.

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"You never made it to a Quidditch Match?" Clarke asked, shocked. He couldn't fathom it honestly. He grew up on a Quidditch Pitch and he knew that wasn't a universal experience but it was Quidditch every one in the wizarding world new Quidditch. "I honestly can't believe that," he said with a soft laugh, "it's what makes us Wizards" he was exaggerating, he knew that, but he also kind of believed it himself.

Clarke just shook his head though, "I love Quidditch I do, but yeah we'll see, maybe Hogwarts leads me to being an Auror or a healer," he shrugged, "I guess it doesn't really matter right now eh? We're only first years, we have 7 years to figure it all out so I guess I shouldn't stress just yet. My only worry is transfiguration, I can't imagine that's easy for anyone."

Clarke had heard horror stories about transfiguration class from his parents and other witches and wizards he knew that passed through Hogwarts. IT was the hardest form of magic to accomplish and in a lot of ways the most dangerous. He heard stories about people being stuck mid transformation, objects vanishing forever, and even a story about a man who went to drink out of a cup when it turned into a rat right in his hand. He shook his head just to get the memories of the stories out of his head, already wincing at the idea.

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"You never made it to a Quidditch Match?" Dianna Blushed in embarrassment. "I have always stayed home or in my garden. Mom and I didn't like going out mush. We loved the comfort of our home." She shrugged. "I honestly can't believe that,it's what makes us Wizards."
She rolled her eyes at his exaggeration.
She have had thoughts about the sport time to time but she always stayed home. Some thought they had no money and couldn't afford to go places. She shook her head at the thought. Her mom owned a flower shop and it was in great business so she didn't understand why they thoughts so.

"I guess it doesn't really matter right now eh? We're only first years, we have 7 years to figure it all out so I guess I shouldn't stress just yet. My only worry is transfiguration, I can't imagine that's easy for anyone." Dianna shuddered at the thought. "I Agree fully, my mom told me some wizards and witches would prank each other will the different spells. Though they never end well." She spoke picking up a random yellow rose.

Clarke made an uncomfortable face at the idea of using transifiguration to prank people, "yeah I can't imagine that'd be quite comfortable. My mom told me that when you transfigure into another animal you have that animals intelligence so sometimes people get stuck as animals," he made a face, "unless of course they're an animagus because then they can turn back and forth at will. which would be interesting I guess." he shrugged.

"Well I'll have to make sure you get to a Quidditch game this year whether I'm playing in it or not. It's the best game in the world, honestly, and my dad has taught me everything there is to know about it I think." he said, "I mean I'm a first year I probably won't make the team this year but If i do..." he trailed off, "I guess we'll see," he finished quickly. "All that matters really is that you actually go to a game this year. Although I supposed Hogwarts Quidditch isn't at a really high level, after watching my dad play for the English team and play in the Pros it might be a let down but," he shrugged, "We're all students so I can't expect too much."

"If you make the team Clarke, I'll be at every game." She winked again. Then she blushed. This crush was getting out of control. She was blushing immensely, winking. She tried to seem friendly though. Oliver, her bowtruckle, poked his head out and saw an apple and immediately dove for it. Verla quickly grabbed him before he could get to it and told him "it's not yours young man." She stated plainly and took one out of her bag. He began to chew on it, his little nibbles were so cute. 

"So what year are you guys in? I'm guessing first?"

Verla smiled at Clarke and looked at Dianna for help, she clearly needed to get out of there, she was making a fool out of herself. 

Verla excused herself for a moment and went over to the forest, by a tree. She wondered if they were watching her give away her friend. 

When she got back, Verla wiped the tears from her eyes and excused herself for leaving. Oliver wasn't there anymore. She hoped they wouldn't asked what had happen, it was pretty obvious she let him go.