Closed Reunited PV

Dialogue: X | Thoughts: X

Date: Thursday, 1st Sep. 2022

Reducio

They finally had arrived to Durmstrang's castle again. Klaus missed that place, it always felt like he was entering his sanctuary for knowledge, it made him feel he was making the right steps towards greatness and power. Only someone who disregards responsibilities, honor and ambition would not share those feelings, and he didn't had to thought hard about someone who would fit that description, the person that was now walking at his side along that hall. Alaric Leopold Havertz, his own flesh and blood that shamefully also shared most of his looks.

After walking through the crowded corridor with students making their acquaintances for the new start of the year or welcoming their friends after the long summer break, they finally reached the dining hall. Klaus sat at one of the seats without muttering one word, he always liked watching much more than talking, unlike his brother. The blond haired boy started to fill his cup with water and took a sip while listening Alaric rumble his speech. "Yes, I missed them dearly." He said in a dry tone of voice, sarcasm all wrapped around it. Almost every time he had to speak about such small things it represented a tremendous effort to stay polite. Especially with his brother who could be the epitome of annoying trivia.

Klaus was now looking around, looking at the familiar and new faces that were now sitting or arriving to the room. Non of them he had missed, non of theme were enough to let him so excited that he would look like a happy dog on a seat like Alaric was acting. "I'm sure they will arrive soon Alaric, stop making such a fuss please!" He said more politely this time while reaching for some food and putting it in his plate. "I couldn't care less about how much fun Maila and Olli had." He admitted looking now at his brother with his piercing and cold stare, "If only you could be that curious for somethings that really matter." He said before turning his attention again towards towards his plate.

Interacting with: Alaric Havertz @Lucian Mornstern

Mentioning: Maila Laine @Beatrice Dupont| Olli Laine @Taisia Stroudefielde

^{•Date• 1st of September
•Location• Durmstrang, dining hall}

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•Word Count• 438 •| @Lucian Mornstern as Alaric Havertz | @Fang Hui-Ying as Niklaus Havertz | @Taisia Stroudefielde as Olli Laine |•

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Maila was jumping more then she was walking. From time to time she grabbed Olli's hand to drag him with her through the crowd of people. A wide smile sat on her lips. It was finally their second year and she was exited to see everyone again. „Come on Olli, they must be somewhere around here.“ she said. She wanted to see her friends again. Especially Alaric! And Klaus of course, although Klaus didn't really talk to her a whole lot she still liked him. In some ways at least. She knew that he liked to read, which she also liked AND he was a duellist, which she also was. Her hair bounced with every jumping step she took and an immense burst of energy radiated from her. Maila already missed her Mother a little and every time she left home, she was worried about her mother being alone but Maila had to simply push that worry out of her head. She would just send letters to her and keep checking in on her to see that she isn't overworking herself and eating regularly.

It didn't take long to push through all the people. Lots were talking, others were laughing and chatting in between. Hugs were exchanged and sharp looks were spread. When Maila saw the doors to the dining hall she started running. Her red converse made a squeaking sound when she stopped at the front to look for the twins. It didn't take long until she saw two identical, dark brown haired, heads. With a wide grin, Maila started running again and was with the boys in no time. She threw her arms around them from behind and stuck her head between theirs, squeezing around their shoulders. „Missed me guys?” she asked and couldn't help but notice how close Alaric was to her. She let them go and stood behind them, waiting for them to turn to her. „How, uhm, how was your summer break?” she wasn't sure if that was correct English, but who cared about that anyways. Maila gestured for whoever was sitting close to Klaus to move a little and then she sat down next to him with a bright smile into the direction of the person that just moved away. Usually she would have sat down next to Alaric but over the summer, Maila had thought a lot about him and she just couldn't sit so close to him right now. She leaned over the table, setting her arms down and looking at them both. „Anything new?” Maila asked and grabbed one of the bread roles on the table, taking a bite.

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|| english || finnish ||
|| Sep 01 || Durmstrang Dining Hall || 201 words ||
|| @Beatrice Dupont, @Lucian Mornstern & @Fang Hui-Ying ||

At the end of their journey, Olli Laine couldn't think of anything better than sitting down with his best mates and eating! It had been months since he'd seen Alaric and Klaus, and he missed having other boys around. Maila was also excited to see them both and she dragged Olli through the crowd until they managed to break through the crowd into the Dining Hall.
"Of course they'll be here somewhere," he said, "just find two identical people, one looking for us and one looking annoyed." He grinned at his own 'joke'.

Maila broke into a run at the sight of the boys and though less affectionate, Olli followed her. Upon reaching them, Maila threw her arms around the boys while Olli stood back, not being one for hugs. When they broke apart, Olli stepped towards Alaric, shaking his hand and clapping him on the back. Klaus received a smile and a nod.

Olli took a seat next to Alaric, oblivious to his sister's choice of seat. He grabbed a bread roll, and taking a bite, listened to their discussion about the holidays. The boys lived in Frankfurt, Germany, a whole country away from the Laines who lived in Finland.

Dialogue: X | Thoughts: X

Date: Thursday, 1st Sep. 2022

Reducio

The dinning room was getting crowded with all the students arriving for one more year at school. The sound of louder voices was becoming deafening along with the sound of plates and cutlery mixed while they started to have their meals. This was a part Klaus didn't missed at all, all the commotion and all the unpleasant noises. Some people just don't know how to behave in public, seeming more untamed creatures than students at a prestigious school like Durmstrang.

“Come on Niklaus. They are our friends. They are important! Don’t be a dick,” Alaric stated after Klaus' sarcastic reply. "They are your friends Alaric, my acquaintances at maximum. And your simple-minded choice of words are not enough to offend me." Klaus assured his brother not even dignifying a look his way. Alaric had a special way to call for the worse, mean side of him and the problem was, how much he enjoyed it.

Klaus was about to have his first bite at his carefully selected food when he felt arms getting wrapped around his shoulder he recognized her immediately even before she speaks. "Missed me guys?” Came her voice from his side. Klaus just glanced at her, his eyes a little softer and an almost smirk appeared in his lips. But he didn't said a word, taking another sip from his cup fresh water. "How, uhm, how was your summer break?” She asked releasing him and Alaric from her embrace. "Delightful!" He muttered ironically at the same time he shared an acknowledge look and a polite nod with Ollie seeing the dark haired boy sitting next to Alaric. He frowned slightly as he realized Maila had opted to seat next to him instead...since when does she chooses him after the other two boys?

Interacting with: Alaric Havertz @Lucian Mornstern

Mentioning: Maila Laine @Beatrice Dupont| Olli Laine @Taisia Stroudefielde

^{•Date• 1st of September
•Location• Durmstrang, dining hall}

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•Word Count• 437 •| @Lucian Mornstern as Alaric Havertz | @Fang Hui-Ying as Niklaus Havertz | @Taisia Stroudefielde as Olli Laine |•

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Maila smiled as she released the two boys from her embrace. Her heart made a little jump when Alaric said she was always on his mind. She asked them about their summers and even tho Klaus didn't really acknowledge her, she still opted to sit next to him and not next to his brother on this evening. Olli had arrived and greeted the twins before he sat down beside Alaric. It was quite ironic that two pairs of twins were such good friends but one pair, Klaus and Alaric, looked pretty much identical but Olli and Maila didn't look alike at all. The only thing that was the same about them, was an identical mole right below their left eyes. There was silence for a bit and Maila furrowed her eyebrows at Alaric, who suddenly seemed very quiet and.. somehow.. off? She decided to ignore him for now and talk to Klaus instead. She wanted this twin to also he her friend and make him like her. She liked him already. Well, in some way at least. He was a bit cold but that was nothing Maila could fix. „So Klaus, I read this new book, actually I read quite a lot of books over the summer and I think you would really like them! Any interest in poetry from the muggle world? Or some good classical books? Do you know who Jane Austen is?” she was about to continue her talking when she saw something fly in her direction out of the corner of her eye. A smushed pile of grapes landed on her gladly empty plate. Her face pulled into a disgusted grimace and her eyes landed right on the person who did it. „What the bloody hell was that for Alaric? Are you three? Don't waste your frickin food and throw it at someone, we aren't in kindergarten.” Maila and Olli hadn't grown up rich, she knew to not mess with food and waste it and she wasn't about to let her friend do that. Crumbling up a napkin, Maila threw it at Alaric and it hit him right at the face. „If you do not like your food, use that, but don't throw your half eaten grapes at me! For god's sake.” She laughed at the end of her sentence to make her words feel less mad. Maila wasn't a aggressive or mad person but unreasonable grape throwing, in her direction, by her best friend, was nothing she would let someone randomly do to her. There was no reason for it, she hadn't done anything and Alaric acted like a petty little boy.

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|| english || finnish ||
|| Sep 01 || Durmstrang Dining Hall || 311 words ||
|| @Beatrice Dupont, @Lucian Mornstern & @Fang Hui-Ying ||

Maila started by asking the boys about their summer and replying to their only brief replies, before moving on with the conversation. Olli caught a German exchange between Alaric and Klaus. Although he couldn't speak German, a year with the twins meant he'd picked up on some of the 'swear' words. Hölle. Hell. As Olli started piling things onto his plate, Maila turned to Klaus. That was when he realised something was up. Sure, it wasn't a surprise she was geeking out about books. But normally Olli and Alaric would be subjected to the torture of Jane Austen and Emily Bronte and the old authors she insisted on reading.

The dark look on Alaric's face told him he had noticed it too (though Olli wasn't sure why it was such a big deal to him). Before he even realised, Alaric had loaded up a handful of smushed grapes and threw it at Maila.

Olli was about to start laughing until he saw the expression on his sister's face, and knew what was coming.If it was a mistake to say something he made it, speaking in their native tongue in an attempt to calm his twin down.
"Älä! Maila, rauhoitu, ne ovat vain viinirypäleitä!" Don't! Maila, calm down, they're just grapes!
Sometimes it could be tricky to be best friends with your twin, especially when your other best friend was the one acting out.

Nonetheless, Olli went back to his plate, fully bent on avoiding the grapes. In an attempt to bring back the conversation he decided he needed to speak. Maila would be too mad, Alaric looked too hurt and Klaus would probably revel in the silence that followed. Or start talking about books.
"Hyvin, (well) our summer was pretty good! I mean, when Maila wasn't too busy hiding in her room and reading weird old time books, it was good. We picked probably the best apples in the orchard!

I rolled my eyes and aggressively stabbed at some food as they spoke about books. What a drag. I don’t know how they can even stand to read books! Well, not that Niklaus is the most normal lad. I smushed the grapes and threw them at Maila, deeply wounded when they fell short.

The amount of blushing I did when she scolded me.

Maila didn’t appear happy I threw the grapes at her, ranting about those less fortunate than I and how they can barely afford to eat. “Well they should get money,” I said with an eye roll. How hard can it be? My family has a lot of it so it isn’t impossible. The kindergarten comment stung. So what if I act like this? There is nothing wrong about not being a massive Klaus, for example. Yeah, my family and some of our circle may look down on my impish ways but I am on my most best behaviour during formal… things!

Sometimes.

I heard Oli say something in Finnish but I had no clue what it meant. I wasn’t adding another language to my list just yet! “There is nothing wrong with sometimes behaving younger than ones age!” I argued, being momentarily stunned by a napkin that landed on my face but I quickly recovered. She laughed a little at the end of her sentence.

Fine. If she wants to act like that! The war is on and so I threw the napkin back at her, not reacting whether it hit her or not.

I was getting antsy in the silence.

Embarrassed slightly, hurt, feeling abandoned a little.

It was the longest 19 seconds ever until Oli spoke, telling us about his summer. “That sounds really nice! Honestly, books are evil. They corrupted my brother way before he was even born and Maila too!” contrary to popular belief, I’m not against reading books. I just like reading interesting books. Damn I need to socialise more outside of school before Klaus corrupts me. “You know that I actually considered reading a book last night?” I questioned with a faux-scared look on my devilish face. “Damn I am tired,” I huffed, pushing my plate away and resting my head in my arms.

I couldn’t wait for this year. To see what life has in store for me. Wonder if me and Maila will finally make progress.

I then felt bad for throwing the grapes and napkin at her and cursed myself for being too clingy. No one likes clingy, much less girls.

^{•Date• 1st of September
•Location• Durmstrang, dining hall}

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•Word Count• 466 •| @Lucian Mornstern as Alaric Havertz | @Fang Hui-Ying as Niklaus Havertz | @Julia Jenkins as Olli Laine |•

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They should just get money. A feeling of anger rose up in the second year Durmstrang and her eyes landed on Alaric. Her blood felt as though it was curdling with anger. Does he really think it is that easy? „Not everyone can be born into a rich pureblood family with god knows how many galleons to spend. Some of us have to work for their food. It is not that easy and seeing how you think that it is easy, just shows how entitled you are. You just let the food appear on your tables, no care in the world where it comes from. Just getting money is not how it works Alaric and I feel sorry for you since you seem to not have a grasp of how the real world works. Not everyone can be as fortunate as you!” with every word, her eyes become darker and with every breath, more anger bubbles up inside the Finnish girl. How could he think it was that easy? Had they not been friends long enough that he could see how other people lived in this world? Had they not been friends long enough to know that not everyone was as fortunate as he and his brother? To know food and money was not something that magically appeared in ones fridge and purse? Taking a deep breath, she tried focusing on her plate, knowing this was not something he would care about. When had he ever cared or even tried to think differently?

Maila's gaze slipped onto her brother as the calming words left his lips. She should listen to him, she really should. She wanted to listen to him. But.. Alaric just infuriated her in ways she could not describe. „He's being ignorant, does this not make you mad?” she asked her brother, searching for his understanding eyes. The napkin she had thrown at Alaric moments ago, touched her arm before falling onto the table. He had thrown it back at her. Maila chewed on her bottom lip, not wanting to get involved into his childish doings again. Goodness, he really was acting like a toddler. Taking a piece of bread and dunking it into the soup that stood in front of her, she tried to ignore how badly the words inside her mind wanted to leave her lips. The soup in her plate suddenly looked a lot more interesting than anything around her, focusing all her attention on the potato pieces that were swimming in the rich broth. She listened to Olli and Alaric talking, rolling her eyes at Alaric's comment on how books corrupted Klaus and her. Maila scoffed as he told them he actually considered reading a book last night. „As if.” she muttered, dragging her spoon through her soup in circles.

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