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[PRP] Not My Papers!! D= (Basil & Siobahn)

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 9:58 pm

His strength ebbing, barely able to bend his legs in a crouch, the Prince of the Swans still managed to smile as the dragon reared up in front of him, her many-fanged smile wavering slightly as she saw the smile returned. "Why do you smile, boy?" she hissed. "The truth should have shattered your mind into a thousand pieces and left you a broken wretch at my feet!" "So it would, if it were indeed the truth!" the prince's voice rang out clearly, "But you, foul creature, are not and have never been my true mother! Do you recall the swan, the single swan that managed to escape your grasp barely a month ago? SHE is my real mother, and she has told me everything, including how to slay you and release us all from your vile curse!" The dragon's webbed neck frill flared out in anger, and made ready to strike the brash figure where he stood......

Blast it! Basil swore quietly in his mind as he forced his quill to halt. He had been putting it off for the last several pages, but he was unable to ignore this particular summons any longer. He rose quietly, not that any scraping of the chair he pushed back would be heard or noted in the regular din of the Hufflepuff common room.

He had been sitting at this desk for the past hour at least, claiming it the instant he had been upstairs after dinner to retrieve his writing materials. He somehow felt....safer surrounded by hubbub than if he had been upstairs writing alone. That and it would be a lot harder to remain barely noticeable if he were to be barged in on, writing in his bed. Any sort of attention like that would halt his creativity like a train crash, and he really wanted to finish this story tonight without any problems or interruptions.

He pushed the chair back in and looked balefully at the neat pile of papers sitting there, glad that he never penned the title on the front until after he had finished the story. He wondered if maybe he ought to run it upstairs to his room before going off to the lavatory, but he had put it off for so long that he honestly wasn't sure he could last the extra trip. Perhaps people would just see it as a spare bit of parchment or someone's messy homework papers. Just to make sure, he pulled the quill from the ink bottle and carefully placed it askew beside the papers; hopefully anyone looking would realize that whoever's papers these were, they would be coming RIGHT back for them, and leave them alone. Satisfied that the message was clear, Basil took one last look back before walking through the common area and toward the separate bathrooms.
 
PostPosted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 4:40 pm
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. click to show.Siobahn was trembling from head to toe by the time she finally managed to find her way back to the Hufflepuff Common Room. She let loose a pent up sigh and basked in the silence that permeated the room. Sweet golden silence. She closed her eyes and a small smile played at the corners of her mouth.

She nearly jumped out of her skin when a boisterous boy ran in and nearly bowled her over in his journey through the room. "Oh sorry, excuse me." He apologized and then disappeared before Siobahn could say anything.

She wrapped her arms around herself and glanced around the room. There had to be a safe spot where she could sit out of the way when the rest of the kids came in. She was still getting used to sharing her space with boys. After four years at an all girls private boarding school, she wasn't used at all to having so much noise around her. She rubbed the base of her ears gently and walked around the room trying to find a table out of the way.

She really hadn't meant to snoop but found herself pausing at the table that had the papers laid out neatly with the ink and quill sitting by them and glanced down at the words. The moment her eyes caught the first sentence, she was hooked and couldn't help but read on eagerly. Well it appeared the author hadn't quite finished it, but it was quite interesting.

Siobahn's finger's itched to go through the papers and begin the story from the beginning, but she kept them at her sides clenching at the large sleeves on her dress robe. She knew she had already invaded someone's privacy by reading what she had and didn't want to intrude further. However..she could sit down and wait to ask to read the rest when the author got back.

Siobahn took a seat across from the papers, and sat in the chair, careful to cross her legs at the ankles and place her hands carefully in her lap. She couldn't help but wonder who the author was and couldn't help to find out.
 

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PostPosted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 5:02 pm
It seemed as though Basil couldn't get back to his writing fast enough, partially because he didn't want to derail his train of creativity and partially because he felt a deep and terrible dread that something might have happened to it. Someone might have picked it up by accident and had taken it to an Astronomy class, or maybe someone had nosily peered at it and had called a session where all of the other students would gather around the couches and listen as the offender read it aloud to everyone.

This last fear felt so real to him that as he exited the boy's lavatory; he half expected to hear mocking laughter and see someone sitting there, reading his story aloud. He tried not to run and bump into anything or anyone as he drew closer to the table, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his papers laying there just as he had left them. He bit his lip thoughtfully as he reached out to put the quill back into the inkwell; perhaps he should have flipped the papers over before he left..... Still, no harm seemed done, and finally assuring himself that nobody had seen it, he sat back down, reached for the quill, and resumed his writing, completely unaware that his desk was being watched by someone.
 
PostPosted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 8:34 am
Siobahn was rather surprised when the sat down without even noticing her presence. She squirmed in her seat as she looked him over closely. He was rather handsome, she decided. His dark hair fell in waves over his forehead and shone brightly under the gleam of the overhead lights. His dark skin made her think of a Chocolate truffles, which happened to be her absolute favorite candy of all time. She even managed to see his chocolate chip like freckles which covered his cheeks and part of his nose.

She had never been this close to a boy before, and was quite surprised that he wasn't as noisy as the other boys in the school. He was super quiet about sitting down and started to write again with a look of concentration on his face. Siobahn reached up to pull on a pigtail and finally forced herself to squeak out, "I-I don't mean to startle you, but you're not alone."
 

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PostPosted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 7:59 pm

Completely oblivious to the fact that he was currently being compared to a sweet, Basil fought to bring his thoughts back to the story half-penned on the parchment in front of him. Had he realized that someone was close enough to him to see his freckles, almost invisible against the dusky hue of his skin, he would have scooted backwards, chair and desk and all, thereby ruining his chances of an evening of writing unobserved. But the one that happened to be watching him had an unassuming presence herself, and as a result, Basil was completely unaware of the attention the girl was giving him until she spoke.

When he did hear her voice, so small in the general common area ruckus, yet close enough to unmistakably be directed at him, Basil started so much that he involuntarily caused his quill to shake a small splatter of ink onto the page he was writing on, spreading just a bit before settling there like a tiny black spider. His own surprised eyes beheld a girl he hadn't noticed before, staring at him with green eyes and tugging nervously on one of her twin pigtails. He wasn't sure if she was a first year like he was; he hadn't expected to run into anyone he knew at Hogwarts, and both of his sisters had been in Gryffindor, so he never really bothered to study anyone here in Hufflepuff.

Seeing her eyes continuing to be on him as though he was the most fascinating thing in the castle, Basil quickly replaced the quill into the inkwell and hurriedly gathered up the papers, tapping them on the desk so that they formed a nice, neat stack. "I'm s-sorry; I didn't see you there. W-would you like to use the desk?"
 
PostPosted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 10:38 pm
Siobahn squeaked in alarm when Basil jerked in response to her soft talking. She watched in dismay when the ink spattered over the page he had been writing on. She put her hand over her mouth in alarm and stared, at a complete loss for words. Oh, how could she have cause so much trouble! She shivered nervously, hoping she hadn't made him mad. She glancd up to see that he was watching her pull on her pigtail. She blushed, and pulled her hand away laying it back down in her lap.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled in a small voice. "Please don't go!" She said in alarm, standing up quickly when he moved to go. "If anyone should go it should be me!" She exclaimed, trying to hold back a sob.

It seemed as though she did nothing right. She had been at Hogwarts for several months now and still didn't have a single friend. Despite her attempts at making some. It seemed that her overtures were always too invasive or just not right. She couldn't help but wish someone would teach her how to talk to boys. They were always running off on her!
 

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PostPosted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 12:35 pm
Basil couldn't have been more surprised by the girl's reaction to, well, everything. She had seemed so horrified when his own clumsiness had caused him to splatter a bit of ink on his paper; the way she had reacted, you'd think she had spilled Bubotuber pus on his hand or something! Was she afraid he would get angry and lash out at her? He had never been much for shouting and fistfights; his anger tended to just lurk beneath the surface and smolder, if he was ever angry at all. Most of the time he just preferred to get out of the way of things, let the real hotheads sort it all out. He had never actually SEEN someone seemingly more timid than HE was!

He froze as though he had been petrified at her startled exclamation. She....didn't want him to leave? "O-okay...." He shifted uneasily as he sat back down in the desk chair, his pile of papers held tightly to his chest like a shield. "You d-don't have to leave either....I can finish my.....m-my homework upstairs." He observed the girl's face; she looked so upset, almost as though she would cry. Did it mean so much to her that he stay? He didn't even know her, and he'd most definitely remember if this girl had ever spoken to him before. Why would she want him to stay here? Feeling completely awkward, Basil decided to just remain seated in the chair, across from the girl. Maybe she just needed someone close, to feel less alone with. He had wanted that before, so he knew the feeling, though why she would pick him of all people was beyond him.
 
PostPosted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 1:02 pm
Sibby blinked, he wasn't mad at her? Strange, normally everyone in her family blamed her for every problem that happened. So it was a surprise that he hadn't blamed it on her. He looked a bit take aback by her reaction more than the fact that she had intruded on his space.

Siobahn choked back her sob and tried to will away the tears that threatened to spill from the corners of her eyes but that didn't really work. Several fell down her cheeks and down her chin. She furiously wiped the trails away and cast her glance down to the carpet in embarrassment.

Then she looked up in surprise when he said he was working on homework. "But it's not homework.." She started and then trailed off realizing she was revealing that she had read his papers. "Umm..I might have peeked at your papers earlier and read the last page. I hope you don't mind." She said nervously pulling on her hair again.

"It's a really good story so far. I was kind of wondering how it began,"
 

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PostPosted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 2:35 pm
Aww man, now she WAS crying! What did I say? Basil thought with a twinge of despair. He hadn't meant to make her cry; would people see what was going on and think he was being a bully? Or did she just want company THAT bad, if she was feeling rotten enough to cry to a strange boy that she only knew was in her house. Good thing she hadn't chosen someplace else to cry; he could easily imagine one or two of the meaner Slytherins having a great time with her. Still, it didn't make it any easier for him not knowing what to do as she sat here crying in front of him.

All fragmented ideas of comfort seemed to freeze themselves inside of him at her words. Had she.....no, certainly not; she hadn't even been there long enough to....! He found himself holding down a nervous little laugh. "What d-do you mean? Of c-course it's homework; what else would it.....w-would....." He felt his insides drop through the floor at the rest of her words. Despite all of the precautions he had taken, someone had read his story. Had READ HIS STORY. Had she not been sitting there crying just a moment ago, he would have been furious with her, stormed off in a huff and given her the entire evening to forget she ever saw his things. Why would she just look like that?? His own voice echoed the disbelief. "Why......w-would you....do that?"

Basil looked at her skeptically; was she making fun of him? Or did she really like what he had written? Her expression seemed sincere enough, but...... He coughed a little and tried to hide any trace of anger; the last thing he wanted was for her to dissolve into tears again and leave him sitting there feeling like a big bully. "W-well...how much.....did you read?"
 
PostPosted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 2:42 pm
Siobahn tried to stop the tears, but now that they had started they were rather hard to just shut off. It seemed like the slightest reminder of her home life or the life she had lived in the girls’ school tended to make her blubber like an preschooler. She pinched her cheeks and after a few minutes the tears stopped, which was rather strange. When she had first heard that would about the practice she had thought it would just produce more tears. Not to mention be quite painful.

“I-I’m sorry.” She squeaked out seeing how furious he was with her poking about his papers. She herself had never really cared for people who got into her things so it was understandable that he was upset with her. She just hoped he wasn’t going to yell at her. Yelling tended to cause her to shake like a ghost. “I was curious. I’m sorry. I usually don’t peek at other people’s things..but it drew me.” She replied not trying to make any sort of excuses, knowing people hated to hear those.

Siobahn blinked a bit surprised he hadn’t yet bitten her head off for intruding into his papers. “Well just the last page, which made me wonder how it started and how the swan prince had thought the dragon was his mother? Had he never noticed the differences between them? Did the dragon cast an enchantment on him?” She asked leaning in closer in earnest, her green eyes sparkling with eagerness.

 

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PostPosted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 7:06 am
When it came to the fear of yelling, the girl had definitely lucked out in making Basil mad; even when he had felt angry enough to scream to the sky about his broken family, he had never done it; after the initial shock and voiced anger that was typical the first few weeks of it, he had just carried it all with him in a silent rage. His sisters knew it wasn't healthy, and warned him that it was bound to blow up in his face someday, probably set off by something small and trivial, but luckily this didn't seem like that one time. Sure he was angry, but the girl just looked so miserable; it was obvious that she was sorry for even looking. Definitely not the type to go and tell everyone about the cheesy story some first-year had been writing.

He sighed and tried to look as non-angry as possible; at least she in turn was trying to stop her crying. He managed a weak-as-water chuckle. "Guess I s-should have flipped the pages over; that was k-kind of dumb of me anyway.....but I was afraid s-someone would think it was blank and j-just run off with it thinking it was s-spare p-parchment." He shivered as he imagined all the places his story would have traveled, and who's hands it could have ended up in. At least he never signed his name to any of them, since he knew they would never go any farther than his own trunk, and though he was in nearly every story, he never used his real name. Still, the thought of him walking down the halls and overhearing students quoting it right and left in mocking voices was enough to make his heart turn to lead.

He reached up and rubbed the back of his head thoughtfully, his small hand lost in the cascade of inky black waves. At least she didn't see what was plain to him in the story; HE was the prince, his mother the dragon, and his sisters' mother, the one he so desperately wanted to have, was the one who had liberated him in time to make his own life right. He gave himself that at least, that the connection wasn't so easy to make. "Well......" he hesitated for a moment, and then continued haltingly. "T-the dragon had imprisoned all of the s-swans except the prince; she t-turned him into a human and k-kept him like he was hers, t-teaching him to hunt swans. But the prince's r-real mother escaped and almost d-died to tell him, and he c-came back and.....well, you know." He gestured lamely to the pile of papers on the desk. "It's not f-finished."
 
PostPosted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 8:09 pm
Siobahn was used to reading people's faces and knew that he was holding back his anger. She had never encountered someone who kept their anger held in so tightly before. It couldn't be healthy in the long run. Just thinking about that made her frown in concern for him.

"If You're angry you really ought to let it out." She told him in a soft voice. His laugh seemed almost forced to her. She nodded at him. It would have probably been carried off if he had left it upside down. Though most kids in the hufflepuff room were much more considerate than that. IF anything they would have asked to find out who's it was first.

"Well maybe, I imagine they would have asked first. The Hufflepuff kids seem to be nicer than most." she said with a shrug of her shoulders.

She watched him rub his head and wondered what it felt like to have one's hand disappear into a head full of hair. It looked rather interesting to her. She couldn't help but wonder what his hair might feel like.

Siobahn focused all of her attention on him when he began to summarize the story so far. She loved reading fantasy stories and this one had some great beginnings. She couldn't wait to hear more about it. "That sounds soo awesome! I hope you'll let me know how it ends!" She said eagerly.
 

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 12:11 pm
Even as she finished suggesting it, Basil was shaking his head. "And be t-thought of as a bully for yelling at you? T-thanks but no thanks. And besides, I'm not as m-mad as I have been at other p-people." Other people being his mother, but she didn't need to know that. Just seeing her there looking so sorry for looking at his papers was causing his anger to abate slowly but surely. At least she was sorry; he could think of plenty of other students who would just laugh and scornfully tell him that he deserved it all because he left it out, and what had he expected anyway?

He shrugged a little. "M-mostly, but every house has their n-nasty people." Though Slytherin seemed to hold the market, he had seen a few from every house, including his own. There was really no way of knowing just from a house whether or not a student would be nice or mean. That was why he was always cautious no matter what; it was safer and a much easier way for him to just slip into the background where he was most comfortable.

Her enthusiasm sure seemed genuine! Basil fought it as much as he could, but he couldn't completely hold back a small smile. "Well, you can p-probably guess it well. H-he has to slay the d-dragon, doesn't he?" At least she didn't seem like the type who would launch into some monologue about dragons and how they need protecting, and they're not the evil monsters thought of by Muggles AND wizards alike, and how he ought to have a different creature just to avoid the general propaganda and not become 'part of the problem'. He had seen those kind of students too, and he actually found them a bit amusing; he had nothing against dragons himself; he had only chosen one because it was fearsome and it would be a fitting challenge for the prince in his story. There was no getting around THAT.

At that moment, he wasn't entirely sure what he should do. She wanted to know the ending, and having seen part of it already, it seemed the nice thing to do to not only share it with her, but show her the rest so that she would not be confused. But he had never shown anyone his stories, not even his sisters, and his father, like everything else around him, would be uninterested in them, so he didn't even hint about them. He really didn't want to have the whole thing laid out for someone to read; it had never been his intention to show them to anyone, and what if she wanted to see more? He had at least 3 more stowed away into the bottom of his trunk, below his clothes and tea supplies, but he had never expected them to be seen by other eyes. Perhaps she would just assume he was writing one story, just for fun? She might not even ask to see the others and be content with this one, IF she liked it as much as she did the climax.

He took a deep breath, the air seeming to push the last remaining wisps of anger down and away. "When I f-finish it, I'll let you k-know. Then you can.....c-can read the r-rest."
 
PostPosted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 4:23 pm
The short hufflepuff couldn't help but be impressed with how well Basil could control his temper. She had never encountered anyone who wouldn't yell at her for annoying them. She knew by now she had become something of a nuisance to him. She could tell, especially with how reluctant he had been at first to tell her her about what he had been working on.

She tugged on both of her pigtails now and raised an eyebrow at him. "Well you wouldn't be the first one to yell at me." She said softly. "I seem to annoy people a lot of the time." She told him.

Siobahn nodded in agreement at his next statement. It was rather an understatement for the Slytherin House from her experience with them. Especially that nasty little girl that had been following her around lately. She sure was creepy. Siobahn shivered slightly knowing whatever reason she had for following her around wasn't a good one.

She was rather glad when he actually smiled back at her questions about his story. She nodded in agreement. "But how is he going to do that? He's just a swan..and she's a dragon." A few ideas swirled through her mind about how he would have to kill her. "Not all dragons are bad though right? Some people seem to think they are which I don't believe all of them are. They're like people. Some are nice and others are just born nasty."

Siobahn could tell that Basil was thinking intently about something. She wondered what it was that was causing his face screw up like it was. She figured he was trying to decide something about her.

She was rather happy when he said he'd share it with her when he finished it. "That's great! I can't wait! I'll try not to bug you too much about the story. I can get rather impatient at times." She told him honestly.
 

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