Study Buddies PV Ophelia Silverton Closed

Rosalyn was dying to go outside. However, she couldn't focus on opening the window; her eyes were fixed on the moon. She seemed to forget about Ophelia, where she was, and what she was doing before. Her thoughts were erratic. She had read about blood moons; she had even seen pictures, but this was the first time up close. Rosalyn would suddenly snap out of her trance, noticing the Hufflepuff was standing next to her. The girl did something shocking though; she opened the window.

The wind crashed into the room. Snow-white hair flowing behind her. She watched as Ophelia climbed over the window ledge. Her silky-grey hair was flowing as well. Her hand reached out. The light blue eyes reminded Rosalyn of a boat out in the vast ocean. The boat desiring to explore the unexplored. It was similar to their situation. She wasn't sure what dangers would lay ahead of them, but she reached her hand out to meet Opehlia's. It was soft and smooth, it was comfortable.

With her hand in the other's, she would climb over the ledge with a little difficult. She was a bit shorter than the average height, however, she managed to get over. Not knowing where they should go next, Rosalyn would look over at Ophelia. Her grip would tighten just slightly, not from fear, but to signal for Opehlia to lead.

Wine still dripped with excitement as one stretched pale hand towards Ophelia, squeezing gently as the girl climbed through the window with slight difficulty but still managed to make it over the ledge without major complications, probably the Ravenclaw didn't deal with active hobbies as much as the Hufflepuff did. None the less, they were both outside now as one's hand squeezed tighter. Was she scared? It didn't appear on her expression though, but Ophelia knew mimics can hide feelings quite well. She waited for a second, observing if figure showed any signs of discomfort but all baby blue could see was sparkling red orbs with the moon's reflection shining like the lightest of stars.

Perhaps one wanted to be led by Ophelia, two figures stood there for a few seconds, casting shadows as the red light shone over their physiques. It was such a beautiful sight and Ophelia wondered if the two of them should try getting closer by ascending higher. It sounded like a dangerous idea, plus most likely not allowed, but again, the Hufflepuff didn't care.

Maybe they should find a tall tree and try making their way up there, it sure sounded like another plan but one didn't know how sharp were her companion's climbing skills or if she even wanted to go higher in the first place. With that thought, lips decided to ask the Ravenclaw first:
"Should we go higher?"

The girl will possibly answer with her preference, perhaps choosing to go on the roof or tree, or even give an idea of her own.

Soft hands grabbing a hold of each other. Rosalyn somewhat realized that she was touching another person's hand, and she blushed slightly. She averted her eyes away from Ophelia, but she listened to her question. She looked around, wondering where they could go to get higher up. There were some tall trees around, but she wasn't sure of Ophelia's climbing skills. The roof would most likely be the best option for them. Her red eyes which were set aflame with passion just a few seconds ago seemed to have calmed down as she looked up towards the other's eyes. "Yes, we should go higher up. The roof would be a good choice."

Rosalyn would avert her eyes away from Ophelia again, still a little embarrassed. However, she still kept a firm grip on her hand, that way they wouldn't get separated from going up. She also wanted to follow behind Ophelia, she wasn't that good when it came to leading. She let go of her hand for a moment and turned to face the building, looking up to where the roof was. She then turned her head back towards Ophelia, nodding that she was ready to start climbing up.

The roof, a bold choice one could say, head nodded in response as hand felt the grip getting tighter, red vision switched up and then back into the blue orbs after a moment of thought. Baby blue then searched for the easiest ledge, noticing before that the white-haired girl sometimes had difficulties when climbing, gaze found a suitable match as figure stretched towards it, ascending slowly and helping Rosalyn by pulling one's hand with her.

And that is how the process was repeating, ledge over the ledge, some sneaky obstacles and steep paths, her companion slipped then slipped in the middle as body shivered in shock, making Ophelia's eyes pierce the Ravenclaw with focus as she spoke slightly confused.
"...you alright?"
A loud breath followed as then the girl nodded panickily, figures stood for a few seconds or so, the Hufflepuff thinking if there is a slight problem hiding in the depths, a problem she might've missed.

It appeared something was bothering Rosalyn but she didn't say anything and her legs were still shaking a little but managed to keep the frail figure standing. Ophelia realized it all when looking into the sparkled wine which was focused on the view below them.
"Are you afraid of heights?"

The climb to the roof began, ascending upwards with the help of a hand. While climbing, one wondered why this route was chosen. It did seem easier, but it would take longer to climb. Maybe the other wanted to feel more safe during the climb.

During the climb, one kept slipping due to being pulled too harshly. In the midst of taking a step, the other would have taken two. It wasn't the other's fault, just that Rosalyn wanted to move slower due to her shoes not being suited towards climbing roofs. At one point, one slipped while climbing up a steep path. The hufflepuff turned to check on Rosalyn, in which she answered that she was okay.

At this point, one had assumed it was probably best to let go of the other's hand. She didn't want to risk slipping again. The thought of falling msde her shiver, well, more like the thought of hitting the ground and dying. The other seemed to have noticed one's shivering, asking a strange question. Heights never really bothered Rosalyn, it was what would come at the botton of tall heights. Rosalyn opened her lips to speak, her breath could be soon in the cold air. "I do not believe I am scared of heights. I am however, scared of deaths, so it is probably safer if we traveled together but seperately."

Rosalyn's thinking was rather logical one could say as head nodded in answer of the the girl's suggestion. Figures moved with a moderate pace as gaze always switched back ever so often, checking if the other was still behind her.
Climbing for a few minutes they reached a rather suitable spot where the beautiful red was visible from the dark-tainted sky. Ophelia sat down at the side slowly, giving some space for the girl next to her as they both then looked up, gazing at the beautiful view.

Looking at the Ravenclaw's eyes, one noticed how the blood red reflected in the wine, mixing rather evenly as the orbs then switched towards the baby blue, making one's gaze switch back to the night sky. Leaning back, letting her figure be supported with her arms, she let out a calm sigh knowing they would soon have to leave.

She ended up having quite a good time, lettiny a tiny, tiny smile paint on pale face. A gentle breeze caressed soft skin as it let one's silky locks dance lightly, gray strands waving with rather of a graceful touch.
Rosalyn had a unique personality indeed, it intrigued the Hufflepuff, she was different herself which was a fact she didn't take negatively. Lips moved slowly, a rather calm voice mumbled through the relaxed expression:
"You're pretty cool."

Complimenting people wasn't on her daily schedule but she did try stating the truth, trying to admit the teacher perhaps wasn't wrong after all.