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Noshing in a nook

Postby Hercules Delphine » Mon Jun 19, 2017 3:25 am

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Herc was still mulling over all that had happened in the past forty-eight hours. He shook the cobwebs from his head as he entered the nook and flopped into an oversized armchair, facing the window. He had snagged an apple and a meat pie from the Great Hall before dipping out and finding an out-of-the-way nook in which to crash. Biting into the crisp green apple, he munched and looked out over the grounds. It was raining... again. Did it rain every damn day in this place? Seemed so, and he found it utterly depressing. He longed for the warm sunshine of the Mediterranean with rays beating down on his bare back and salty waves licking at his legs. He could already tell his sunkissed flesh was fading to paleness. Soon he'd blend right in with these sun-starved northern folk. He sighed, eyed the apple for his next bite and took it. For a castle packed full of students, professors, healers, elves and such... it sure wasn't uncommon to find yourself alone. Would he ever meet anyone before classes started up? Why did mum insist they come before summer break had ended? His blood ran cold, he knew why. His appetite was lost at the memory. There he sat, unseeing eyes gazing forward into the grey midday sky. Wrist balanced on his knee, the apple clenched between his thumb and forefingers. Self reflection... twas all and quite innocent it would seem.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Amy Grant » Mon Jun 19, 2017 4:29 am

Well, this was problematic. There was the nook, the armchair, the window with the right view and lighting for an afternoon of reading. But there was already somebody in it.

There was a balmy drizzle on, early summer rain, the kind of soft fall that made for good alone time and studying. Not that Amy was a loner, by any measure. After Mum had died, Amy she had read extensively about grief and the effects on people, mostly seeking out signs that her sister was acting out. In the process, though, she'd found some guidelines for ideal behaviour. Now, between studying, keeping up her grades, watching out for signs of depression in her sister, and maintaining healthy social relationships, Amy was basically exhausted.

Today was a tired day. It was morning, but she wanted her bed, to snuggle in and sleep to the sounds of rain, and maybe read something not Transfigurations. Except, people who were functional did not stay in bed all day. That was what people who were sick and could not get out of bed did, like her mum had during the illness. So she settled for a compromise. She had told her friends she would be working in the Library, but she took a different book, a Muggle story about and ducked out, for a change.

Gripping her Transfiguration text book, she made her way to a quieter place, where she knew she would not be disturbed, and maybe she could have a few short daydreams and doodlings between reading this horrible chapter. Hogwarts was great that way; if you knew how to, you could disappear safely for a bit, and spend the afternoon with yourself, and Amy knew a few such nooks. There was one, in particular, with a perfectly cosy armchair. Curling into an armchair was better than staying in bed, after all.

Which brought her to her nook, except that it wasn't her nook, and was at the moment occupied by a boy looking at an apple.

"Um," said Amy, surprised and a little annoyed. Now she'd have to find another nook! "Um, who are you?"
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Hercules Delphine » Mon Jun 19, 2017 4:57 am

The soft voice beckoned him back to present but the drift was a slow one. Inhaling deeply through his nose as his mind reeled in, he focused his eyes and slid them to the source. Before him, a bit off to the side, a girl with dark hair and a haughty air about her. At least that was the initial vibe he was getting. "Um, who are you?" She had the audacity to question him? His eyes raked up and down her form, not meeting her eyes just yet. He was a guy and a as a dude it was his duty to check her out fully. He wished she's turn around, he always liked the way women looked from behind. One could suppose he was an ass man. After a too-long silence, he snorted in an appalled manner. "Who am I? WHO... exactly are you? he said, knowing he had come off exactly as snobbish as he intended.

What did she care anyway. He noted the rather large textbook tucked under her arm. Oh, she was probably looking to study. Aw hell, it was summer! Who studied over break? What a waste of time. Then again, Herc seemed to be a master of wasting precious time since arriving. Nowhere to surf, no sun to drink in. He was choking and dying here. So he had been speeding the process by sneaking off to London and drowning in drink. He had attempted to sort out his meager arsenal of Dark Arts spells but that had ended not as intended. A very strange meeting with the head of the department. At least it was fruitful, he now knew what that vision he had accidentally witnessed was all about. That was settled but in no way put to rest.

So who was this chic to wonder who he was. None of his shit would matter to her. Though he was intrigued. Who in the hell was she? Perhaps a bit of fun? Could a crumpet like this even comprehend fun, or was the extent of her joy cracking a dusty old book. He craned his neck a bit now to meet her gaze and a smile played at one corner of his mouth, his blue eyes alight with mischief. "Names Herc, sweetiepie. And you are...? He lazily flourished his arm to accent his name, as if it were a noble title. Hardly, at least not in this place.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Amy Grant » Mon Jun 19, 2017 10:48 pm

Was there something wrong with the apple? It was an abstract thought but Amy did wonder. He was holding it and had apparently taken a bite out of it, but didn't seem engrossed in the process of eating it. That seemed like a more pertinent question, and was indeed the question on her mind, though she changed her query at the last moment to asking who he was. A moment or two later it occurred to her that it may have been better to start with "Hi". Except now he was glaring at her and examining her as she had, a moment or two ago, examined the apple. A look of trepidation settled on Amy's face by the time he brought his eyes back to her face and spoke to reverse the question.

"Who am I? WHO... exactly are you?

Well, okay? He had a chip on his shoulder for some reason, a reason that eluded Amy, especially as he had somehow found her nook and was now occupying it with a certain degree of presumption. "You're in my spot." This was meant as an explanation as to why she was here in the first place. Except, well, she was Amy and that definitely came out a bit huffy.

And he was... smiling. It was cute, but decidedly strange. Considering he'd been all bent out of shape about "who are you", this was strange. "What?" she asked, a bit blunt.

"Names Herc, sweetiepie. And you are...?"

"Amy," she said, flatly, not sure about this 'sweetiepie' business, and moved into the room. He had offered her his hand, but Amy was not too sure about this boy. She had read a lot of introductory psychology in the last few months, and she was beginning to think there was something wrong with him. To be fair, the books did make it difficult to have a conversation with someone without assuming there was something wrong with them. But still. Was there a word for a condition that made you both unnecessarily rude and smile the wrong cues? "Is there something wrong with your apple?" she demanded.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Hercules Delphine » Tue Jun 20, 2017 12:40 am

The girl seemed a tad flabbergasted as she blurted the simple word "What?... You're in my spot. at him. His eyebrows raised, enjoying that he could flub her at the start. Then the proffered name... Amy.The tip of his tongue wit his bottom lip, anticipating her true response. He tipped his head a bit to the side, mocking confusion. He knew damned well that all of the common spaces around the castle were fair game, belonging to no one in particular. Exactly what they were dubbed common. He's play along though and so he hopped to his knees backward on the chair and searched, running his palm of the fabric of the inside and then peeping over the back, looking down, left, right. "No... nope I don't see it. Nothing with your name on it." He said with finality and resumed his reclined position with leg slug over the arm. His gaze was challenging. So now he knew at least one spot where she liked to hang out and oh lucky day, he had invaded it. He always liked having something that someone else wanted, gave him leverage.

"No 'This chair is dedicated to the educational pursuits of... Amy'. Not anywhere I can see." He shrugged one shoulder and contemplated the apple again for a second. "Take a seat if you'd like, but I'm pretty comfortable right here." He said, not minding some company but he wasn't about to beg for it. He actually welcomed the distraction, it detracted from his own worries. He'd actually love an afternoon of forgetting and just being a kid goofing off. "Is there something wrong with your apple?" His mouth curved into a frown as he mulled it over. Well, it wasn't exactly good. After a second he got up and unlatched the window, chucking the thing out. He closed it back up and it clicked. Turning to face Amy now at his full masculine height, he said simply... "It's bland. Let the beasts have it." He wondered if she really would sit and just read, ignoring him, or if she wanted to chat. He figured he's better really break the ice. "Sooooo... Transfiguration... you any good?" he asked. Wow, that was deep, Herc. He'd been okay at his home schooled lessons, but it never really peaked his interest. He never really got the point of it. Turning a rat into a cup, big deal. Who wanted to drink out of a rat anyway? Ew... gross.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Amy Grant » Wed Jun 21, 2017 8:31 am

She was not sure what to make of this boy. Definitely older, kind of weird, and apparently having disagreements with his apple as much as he was investigating his seating. She did not immediately make the connection because she had been, in her own upside down way, trying to offeran explanation. Amy just happened to be very good at sounding disapproving sometimes. As he sat down, declaring he hadn't seen her name, though, she shook her head. "Oh, no, I meant--"

"No 'This chair is dedicated to the educational pursuits of... Amy'. Not anywhere I can see."

"Yes," agreed Amy. "I mean no. I mean, sure?" What the hell was wrong with her? Because she hadn't yet made the connection between the state of her tongue a little knotted up, her brain a bit fuzzy, and a very tiny bit of nervousness in her chest, and this boy being cute. Not that Amy did not accept the genera premise that boys could be cute. In fact, they could be fascinating when they were not your friends, because boys who were friends were a strange smelly bunch about whom you could do without knowing most things. This boy did not appear to be smelly.

She enquired after the state of his apple, and then watched him litter. Bio-degradable, but even so - you didn't want to be walking around and find half eaten apples decaying, right? "That's littering," she informed him.

"It's bland. Let the beasts have it."

As he turned to look at her, causing a certain backward inclination of her head. This was a tall boy, and still not terribly smelly. as he turned to look at her, causing a certain backward inclination of her head. This was a tall boy, and still not terribly smelly. There was a chair opposite him and Amy sat down. It seemed like the thing to do. This caused more of an inclination of her neck, heading now in the way of a crick.

"Sooooo... Transfiguration... you any good?"

"No," she said, honestly, nodding as she looked at him with the kind of focus you ended up having while looking at someone tall, cute, and not smelly. Even if they littered a bit. "I'm rubbish. Well, I'm not rubbish, I'm... it's not-- I mean everything else is-- It sucks, I hate it. I'm supposed to be studying, but," she took the Muggle book out of the folds of the Transfiguration text, with a pleased gleam in her eye, "I'm cheating." Trust a Ravenclaw to cheat on a book with another book. "Why are you here?" she asked, once again with tactless curiosity.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Hercules Delphine » Wed Jun 21, 2017 10:08 am

He fought the smile from creeping fully into his lips, but his eyes flickered with delight. He was making her nervous, wasn't he? He had done that one or three times before in his life. Not enough to count on one hand but he still could recognize the signs. Did girls have as dirty thoughts as boys did? He sure hoped so, cause he had a few about her already. Dammit! What was wrong with him? It was like girls were invading his brain and he could think of nothing else. Be cool. You're fine, man. he told himself. Still, her fluster was validating and kind of cute too.

She accused him of littering, which he technically was/ He scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest, ticking one eyebrow in challenge. "What ya gonna do... tattle on me?" he teased. She had no badge so she couldn't be a prefect, or at least not on duty. She could aspire and be a goody goody but he was sure a little old apple thrown to the forest animals wouldn't gain him much repercussion. He could deal. He hoped she wouldn't though, that wouldn't be very fun. She did take a seat, not running off to tell the nearest person of authority so that was good sign.

His azure eyes followed her and met her gaze when she settled it upon him. Being so kind as to answer his question of her Transfiguration skill. must be why she was carrying around the book. "Learning through osmosis. I can dig it." He said, regarding the the book. It wasn't open, and she could have very well read each page three times over for all he knew. Still it was funny to think someone could carry a book, or sleep on one as he had done a few times, and absorb the information. Wouldn't school be so much easier? Maybe there was a special ability for that? He's have to do go on a fact-finding mission.

"I'm rubbish. Well, I'm not rubbish, I'm... it's not-- I mean everything else is-- It sucks, I hate it. I'm supposed to be studying, but," Now he let his smile show, she was getting cutter the more she stumbled over her words. He liked feeling this power over someone. He didn't meant to do it, he was just being his normal self, but it seemed to invoke some sort of short circuit. She cracked the book, maybe she was settled on ignoring him and decided to study. That would be a bummer. But no, in a moment there was a smaller text he'd not seen before. "I'm cheating." Well he hadn't expected her to say that!

His smile slipped and his eyes bulged a bit. A Ravenclaw... cheating? He was shocked. It was clear all over his face. He tried to read the title but couldn't quite see. But she posed a question before he could catch it. "Why are you here?" a simple but loaded question. He rolled it around in his brain for moment and then formulated an answer. "Ah well, it looked cozy. I don't know... I guess you know that seeing as you've been here before." He wasn't being untruthful. Since leaving Greece he's found it quite a task to get warm. The sunshine rarely picked it's way thought the clouds and the basement where he was forced to sleep was damp, dank and chilly. Here in this nook, he found less of a draft and a warm chair to snuggle into. It was basic human need.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Amy Grant » Wed Jun 21, 2017 1:23 pm

"What ya gonna do... tattle on me?"

"No," said Amy, immediately, making a face a little defensively. "I'm not a telltale." She considered this for a moment. Indeed, what was she going to do? To be honest, she was probably going to fetch it and throw it in a bin. But that didn't seem too badass and for some reason it was important in the moment to come across as a bit more gritty. Maybe because she felt a bit ...unusual here.

"Learning through osmosis. I can dig it."

"Exactly," she said, after a blink, and grinned. That was clever, and wouldn't that be a neat trick?

Very unusual, because she was ... tentative in a way that was not normal for her. Amy was not prone to getting carried away by boys, really. Indeed, the last few months had been so awful that she really hadn't wanted to think about that kind of thing. It wasn't that her mother wouldn't have approved or anything; it was that even if she would have disapproved, Amy had no way of knowing that any more. And that did bother Amy, more than she could have said. Her brain could not work out a logical way to resolve that. There was just no way of knowing what her mother would have thought of anything, at all.

In that respect, her twin was perhaps a bit better off. Amy got stuck in details and facts, a lot, it was what made her a good student. She had a keen and discerning mind. But she did not have a great handle over things like intuition, or those sorts of things people seemed to say with total confidence. Ssuch as "everything would be alright" and "time is a great healer". They were good ideas in theory, but lacking in the way of anything concrete, and logistical steps. How would everything be already? What would time do and how would it do that and what was meant to be healing? No one had any answers, though to be fair, Amy wasn't sure she was asking the right questions, and thus a lot of questions remained unspoken.

One of those things was this ... boy thing. She liked boys, really, they were okay unless they had that smelly close-friend quality about them. But she did not understand this slight blushing thing and the nervousness. She felt it, but what the heck were you supposed to do with it?

He seemed a bit shocked over her cheating. "At least I'm only cheating with another book," she pointed out, inclined to defend her Ravenclaw-ness. "I could have been ... faffing off, doing something stupid and reckless." Not that she did, ever. But there was a certain degree of curiosity in her tone at the vague notion of 'stupid and reckless'. Time to change the subject.

"Ah well, it looked cozy. I don't know... I guess you know that seeing as you've been here before."

It was true, she'd been here before and it was quite cosy here. "I like it," she agreed, though she was still not sure if she was pleased to share this with a strange someone, or if she was unsure of a strange someone in her place. "It's tucked away enough to be quiet and sometimes I conjure up a small fire to keep warm." She toyed with her book, wondering about how to proceed. "I come here to be quiet, but it's okay if you want to stay." Again, it wasn't hers but she did offer that almost as imperious concession. What she was saying was she could ... hang out, or whatever.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Hercules Delphine » Wed Jun 21, 2017 2:37 pm

The immediate "No!" garnered a sly smile from him and he replied "Good girl!" just as quickly, accented with a pop of his eyes. Maybe he was being too harsh though... she seemed to have something on her mind. The conversation was't really flowing and he wondered if it was sucking at trasfiguration, being behind on studying, the fact that she even admitted to cheating. Something was bugging this girl. What the heck did he know about girls though... maybe it was just her period. Those few days a month were they seemed to be batshit crazy, that actually scared him. To be quite honest, he'd never seen it... just heard locker room talk from other guys his age. Why did they go through a period of crazy? how the hell was he supposed to know, no one explain the technical part to him. He was left to wonder. Trust that a sixteen year old boy left alone with his imagination, that could go very left of center.

"At least I'm only cheating with another book," he scoffed at that. Sounded like a piss poor excuse. "How is that better? Its like saying 'At least I was snogging another girl..." well that idea was mighty pretty. He looked at her with a slight haze. Would she think that was okay? Snogging another girl? Oh he had never thought of that one before. Girls' mouths were so wet and soft and one kissing another... whoa! Mind blown. He felt he was getting a little too excited over this and as not to lead on any speculation, he twisted in the seat and faced her more, the modesty of the armchair hiding anything disturbing on his body.

"faffing off... really? You?" he seemed rightly intrigued as to what she antiquated what faffing off' would entail. He knew what boys did in that context, he'd been doing it for years. Wrestling wit hone another, catching a wave, or snogging. Personal time was also a factor too. What sort of faffing off do you do, exactly, Amy." He was bold enough to ask. What was the worst that could happen? She'd get offended? Slap him? Leave? He didn't want to keep company with a boring sod anyway so the risk was quite minimal.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Zaxius Vargas » Wed Jun 21, 2017 4:09 pm

It was about this time that the defense against the dark arts teacher walked into the nook. He looked at Amy, and then to Herc, and then back to Amy. "No, no. This is not right at all. Just won't do. All the bloody layouts are different and this is not the part of the damn library I was wanting. Bloody map. Tis as old as I am...." HIs rich baritone came and then left just as quickly as he did, a hinge of agitation clung to his voice and then he was gone

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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Amy Grant » Fri Jun 23, 2017 2:07 pm

"Good girl!"

That drew a slight frown. It was nice to be approved of, but she wasn't a Labrador. "I'm not a telltale," she added, shaking her head. She wasn't sure what she made of this boy, but in the true spirit of the Ravenclaw, she was willing to wait and see what happened.

"How is that better? Its like saying 'At least I was snogging another girl..."

Except, well, that happened. Amy wrinkled her brow, looking at him with some confusion. "It would be worse, actually," she pointed out, "if you were in fact cheating on another girl?" She wasn't sure she had said that right, but she had to assume he meant if she kissed a girl instead of whoever she was apparently going out with, which she had to presume in his mind was a boy. "I mean, kissing anyone if you're... kissing someone else on a regular basis, is probably not the best, right?"

Kissing another girl didn't sound exciting to her in the same way that the thought of kissing a boy sounded. Amy had so far been kissed a little bit, over a party or two, nothing too serious, and generally somewhat interesting if confusing in terms of how enthusiastic you were supposed to be.

"faffing off... really? You?"

Her frown grew deeper. "What does that mean?"

"What sort of faffing off do you do, exactly, Amy."

And this was the awkward moment. There was no good answer to this as Amy did not really faff. She thought about it a lot but she just had a lot to do to keep things together. Except she didn't want Herc to know that, she'd just come across sounding like a goody two shoes, and that just felt like it would be very embarrassing. "Hey, I faff," she said, and opened her mouth to say something clever.

But Professor Vargas saved her ass. Not the first time this week actually.

"No, no. This is not right at all. Just won't do. All the bloody layouts are different and this is not the part of the damn library I was wanting. Bloody map. Tis as old as I am...."

Map? Layout? Library? This wasn't even the library! Amy was suddenly caught between wanting to pursue this line of conversation with Herc and wanting to chase after Professor Vargas to ask him if she could help him. That was what a Star Pupil would do, right? But right now she was balancing precariously at the edge of coming off as a goody two shoes to this boy.

Though why that mattered she did not know.

But she could certainly not reveal that she had no known ways of faffing naturally and could do with some guidance in the field.

"Do you kiss a lot of girls?" she blurted out instead, a little abruptly, and with a total lack of tact.
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Re: Noshing in a nook

Postby Hercules Delphine » Fri Jun 23, 2017 3:06 pm

Herc scoffed and pointed to the book. "Once a cheater always a cheater." he said, something he strongly believed. It was all a gateway drug, wasn't it? Then she went into a tirade of examples. So very Ravenclaw of her. This would be a much more interesting topic for debate team than the watered down topics they used. She'd be crack at it if she weren't caught off guard, he assumed. His smile grew but the challenge was there. He really enjoyed that he could push her buttons so easily. He had to wonder if anyone had pushed her little buttons before. Dirty mind Herc, always a dirty mind. "Have you been kissing girls, Amy? Behind your boyfriend's back? Sounds like a guilty conscience if you ask me." he said, hugging the side arm of the chair as his eyes bored into her.

She seemed so innocent, and perplexed at his altered implied meaning of faffing off. Oh the thought of it, it flashed in his brain, made up mental pictures but so very naughty. Damn his pubescent male brain. How was he going to explain this? He shifted a little, uncomfortable but interested enough not to back down. He dropped his voice low and stared at her. "You know..." he said and made a wiggling motion with his fingers. If she had, even if she tried to lie and say know, even if she knew what it meant, she'd probably be shocked and maybe even a little bit appalled. "Hey, I faff," she replied and he was thoroughly shocked that it came so fast from her lips. He choked a laugh and raised a brow. "Reaaaalllllyyyyy?" He wasn't sure if she meant it but he's take it. Locked away in his spank bank for later.

Just when things were getting good some old professor poked his bloody nose where it wasn't wanted. Herc scrambled to sit up straight and gave the professor a bewildered look. The old man was lost. It was a tad comical to see him fumbling with a map and looking for his way. Dammit if he hadn't stumbled in when the conversation was just getting juicy and killed the mood. Were all professors this big of a cock block? He thought about it and assumed they probably were. They both most likely looked like the cats who ate the canary the way they stiffened and clamped their mouths shut. All he heard through the flustered muttering was something about maps and the library. He raised a hand and just pointed in the opposite direction. He had so stinking idea where the dusty old library was, nor did he care. He just wanted to the professor gone, the other way. The professor and he had dealings before and the man was kind to him, really took an interest. That was a separate event though and not where his head was at right now.

As quickly as he had barged in, he was gone and Herc relaxed once more. He felt that the professor might need an explanation, he;d already got a sort of soft spot in his heart for him. "Professor Vargas. He's new. Guess he's lost or something." He gave a terse smile her way and settled back into his new favorite chair. It was comfy, the spot seemed secluded, if you don't mind a lost soul once in a while, but what made it more desirable is that someone else wanted it. He wasn't budging, not any time soon. "Do you kiss a lot of girls?" she fired the question his way and his wicked grin revisited. She was into this conversation. What was going on in that head of hers? Did girls have the same filthy thoughts that guys his age did? That would sure be a game changer. "I don't kiss and tell. I'm a man of honor." He said, his hand resting over his heart in a very dramatic way.
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