17 Apr 2018, 07:18
A Helping Hand
The smile had stayed pretty consistently on Amelia’s face throughout her and Horace’s entire interaction, and his passing comment about his table incited a small giggle from her once more. “My tables tend to look the same, so I shouldn't have too much trouble finding it now.” She responded playfully back, but it was also an honest statement. Often times the Lovell girl would drown behind the numbers of books and parchment and other essentials piled around her while studying. She wouldn't mind getting lost in the backs of the rows in the library, in a far-off nook on her own in this vast library. Thinking of all the possibilities made her even happier.
Scanning the sets of tables and chairs in the library, it was almost instantly that the Ravenclaw girl spotted her newfound friend’s table. Pointing towards it, she inquired suddenly, “Are you a Ravenclaw, then?” His robes might have gave it away, but it never hurt to ask. She realized most students didn’t include their house in their introductions, and she made a mental note to start doing that herself to avoid confusion in the future. Beginning to walk her way towards the table, she momentarily got lost in thought—as she often did. Quidditch took up a good portion of her thoughts of late, and that was right where her mind went to, their conversation earlier.
The fellow student had brushed off the sport so casually, and it truly baffled her as to how one couldn’t get as excited as she did when the activity was even mentioned. Hadn't he ever gone to see a world cup game? Hadn't his parents ever told him crazy plays, stories of famous players and their favorite games growing up? Then again, the first year had to constantly remind herself that not everyone grew up as integrated into the magical world as she had. Speaking exactly what was on her mind, something she was known for amongst her friends, Amelia glanced at her fellow student. “So, about Quidditch, would you like to come see our first game this year?” If she was a substitute, they could watch the game together, but if she was on the team, he'd be able to see her preform and maybe understand how great of a sport it really was.
She'd get him on the field at some point, she promised herself, now sitting at the table that the two first years now shared. He had cracked open a book, and she hoped he wasn't the type to get upset about small-talk. Looking down at her own book, she cracked hers open to the first page and started scanning a few lines, awaiting a response whenever he was ready.
Scanning the sets of tables and chairs in the library, it was almost instantly that the Ravenclaw girl spotted her newfound friend’s table. Pointing towards it, she inquired suddenly, “Are you a Ravenclaw, then?” His robes might have gave it away, but it never hurt to ask. She realized most students didn’t include their house in their introductions, and she made a mental note to start doing that herself to avoid confusion in the future. Beginning to walk her way towards the table, she momentarily got lost in thought—as she often did. Quidditch took up a good portion of her thoughts of late, and that was right where her mind went to, their conversation earlier.
The fellow student had brushed off the sport so casually, and it truly baffled her as to how one couldn’t get as excited as she did when the activity was even mentioned. Hadn't he ever gone to see a world cup game? Hadn't his parents ever told him crazy plays, stories of famous players and their favorite games growing up? Then again, the first year had to constantly remind herself that not everyone grew up as integrated into the magical world as she had. Speaking exactly what was on her mind, something she was known for amongst her friends, Amelia glanced at her fellow student. “So, about Quidditch, would you like to come see our first game this year?” If she was a substitute, they could watch the game together, but if she was on the team, he'd be able to see her preform and maybe understand how great of a sport it really was.
She'd get him on the field at some point, she promised herself, now sitting at the table that the two first years now shared. He had cracked open a book, and she hoped he wasn't the type to get upset about small-talk. Looking down at her own book, she cracked hers open to the first page and started scanning a few lines, awaiting a response whenever he was ready.
21 Apr 2018, 06:34
A Helping Hand
Amelia seemed used to piles of books as upon hearing the description of Horace's table she talked about how her tables tend to look the same. Horace was a bit taken aback as even if she was a ravenclaw he didn't except her to be fond of studying. Amelia was just the ideal student he wanted to be good at sports she made the team in her first year and good at studying. Horace wasn't jealous or anything he was actually happy as he may get to learn from her.
As they were walking towards the table Amelia quickly pointed it out and asked if he was a ravenclaw. Horace didn't expect this either as almost no one seemed to ask or introduce themselves by houses as their robes did the job for them. "Yep i am i didn't realize did i wear a gryffindor robe or something? you know even being magical laundry still messes things up sometimes." He knew he was wearing the right robe and laundry isn't that bad here but he never lets a chance to tease someone just pass him.
Amelia asked him if he would attend the first Quidditch game this year. Horace just gave her a strange look like it is obvious "Of course i would although i am scared of those bludgers but even a bludger to the face can't stop me from cheering for my house and now i even have a friend on the team more reason to come...but more reason for you to better perform well in this game." Horace considers everyone who made the team an amazing player and they are just gonna trample through this. He almost knows nothing about how the game works or how hard it is to win.
Sitting on the table after a few moments Horace realized he was just getting lost in the book again. And didn't want that awkward silence he hated it so he decided to start a conversation. "So what can you tell me about Quidditch?like i may try to learn something at least be able to fly a broom" This wasn't something he was interested in but he knew Amelia would love to talk about Quidditch and he always tried to pay attention to what his friends like more than his own interests and it wouldn't hurt if she actually helped him with his fear of flying.
As they were walking towards the table Amelia quickly pointed it out and asked if he was a ravenclaw. Horace didn't expect this either as almost no one seemed to ask or introduce themselves by houses as their robes did the job for them. "Yep i am i didn't realize did i wear a gryffindor robe or something? you know even being magical laundry still messes things up sometimes." He knew he was wearing the right robe and laundry isn't that bad here but he never lets a chance to tease someone just pass him.
Amelia asked him if he would attend the first Quidditch game this year. Horace just gave her a strange look like it is obvious "Of course i would although i am scared of those bludgers but even a bludger to the face can't stop me from cheering for my house and now i even have a friend on the team more reason to come...but more reason for you to better perform well in this game." Horace considers everyone who made the team an amazing player and they are just gonna trample through this. He almost knows nothing about how the game works or how hard it is to win.
Sitting on the table after a few moments Horace realized he was just getting lost in the book again. And didn't want that awkward silence he hated it so he decided to start a conversation. "So what can you tell me about Quidditch?like i may try to learn something at least be able to fly a broom" This wasn't something he was interested in but he knew Amelia would love to talk about Quidditch and he always tried to pay attention to what his friends like more than his own interests and it wouldn't hurt if she actually helped him with his fear of flying.
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Sorry i posted a little late there were some internet issues 