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 What to do on a day like this (Moony)

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PostSubject: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Mon Jan 07, 2013 12:38 am




Jim Haven


Jim's eyes narrowed, forcing his vision to magnify down onto the thin strip of quill he was attempting to cut. See, Jim's family wasn't exactly the most wealthy out of the wizarding families, especially since he only had a mom to take care of him and his sister. And because of this, and the fact that there was no Hogsmeade weekend that he knew of any time soon, he resorted to making his own quills. Now, surely there was a spell for this, but since Jim's knowledge extended only to facts that had been taught in school, or referred to by teachers, he did not know anything that might cut quills. Diffindo could be a possibility, but since it is not very precise, he decided not to use it and instead stick to the muggle way.



A pair of scissors, a kitchen knife laid beside him, and in his grip was a box-cutting knife, his thumb on the back of the blade. With one sweeping movement of his fingers, his muscles in his hand tensed and the blade severed the back of the quill off. It was a little rough, but that was easy enough to shave. He had only achieved cutting the back off of the quill two times before, this being his third. A touch of a smile played on his lips, but it faded as he got back to work, his fingers moving fast and nimbly to shave the cut clean, and make the tip pointed.



This took quite some time, and when it was finished, he took a moment to lean back and relax his eyes. He had been at this nearly half an hour, not to mention the prep work of making the quill stiff. He closed his eyes for a moment, and opened them again, as they began to shift around the room. Not many people were here, and it was understandable. With the dance going on and such a beautiful day outside. Even James was slightly taken aback realizing he was still indoors. A couple was quietly giggling in a corner, softly whispering to one another. A couple other people seemed to be writing on parchment, but it was unlikely to be homework, since they were on break. Maybe reviewing, they did look like they could possibly be in fifth year. Jim twisted the nearly finished quill in between his fingers. Higher year students always made him nervous, especially Ravenclaw. Jim liked feeling smart, and anyone above his intellect posed as a sort of threat to him.




He disregarded that thought. Obviously he would get to their level in time, but for now, back to the quill. His neck bent down uncomfortably once again so he could examine the quill. All he had to do now was make a notch and cut the tip. After that, he examined it, and gave a satisfied nod. This would, at least until he could buy one made from someone with more experience. He pushed his chair back and stood, grabbing his wand up off the small lantern-lit table and waved it silently. The knives and scissors floated up off the table, and settled themselves in a small brown box he used to store his quill-things. He then waved his wand again, and the box floated up the stairs to the boy's dormitory.



Jim then stood there for a moment, watching if float up and around the corner before it disappeared, in which case he sat back down. With no homework to do, and no one to go outside with, his day seemed to make itself more dull by the moment. He had, of course, made friends at Hogwarts, but only perhaps a handful. Plus his sister, but she was most likely hanging with her Hufflepuff friends, in which case he didn't find the need to disturb her. He sighed, deciding he must at least occupy his time somehow. He strolled over to one of the many bookshelves and browsed the shelves for something he had not yet read. This wasn't an easy task, but he managed it, pulling off the shelf Transfiguration Gone Wrong, and scurried over to one of the midnight blue poofy chairs. He plopped down and turned open the book, beginning to scan the pages.


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PostSubject: Re: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Mon Jan 07, 2013 1:04 am


* November Leeann Haynes

November brushed past the main halls of Hogwarts, still cold from the outside weather. Snowflakes melting in her raven-colored hair, she took little effort in getting off her half frozen clothing. She was seriously reconsidering not doing her afternoon walks, even if the air was good for her. Her breath still short and rushed from jogging in the cold, but she ran up to the Ravenclaw common room none the less.

Panting as she reached the final step, November set foot in the warmth of the common room. Face red from the cold, her brown eyes glanced around quizzically. She frowned at the cuddling couple in a corner, feeling like her insides were turning out. Other people were just reading or studying, maybe, the girl couldn't really tell.

She slipped past everyone quietly, hoping to go unnoticed. Strolling up to the girls dormitory, she changed into a warmer pair of clothes. Thick leather boots covering her cold feet, November descended back down. In a warmer sweatshirt now, she had a book in the crook of her elbow. It was a mortal book, a present from her parents, but a gift none the less.

Wandering over to the sofa, she stopped, seeing someone occupying her favorite spot. November kept her head down, taking a different spot across the couch, in a velvety blue armchair. Cracking open the cover, she smiled, seeing a handwritten note from her parents, telling her they hoped she was okay. November was fine, just lonely.

Even with her kitten, Maria May, sleeping upstairs on her bed, she didn't have many actual friends. It had worked for five years of schooling, and tried not to think of it. She hated showing weakness, like she needed friends. In her mind grades were more important. Her eyes glanced sharply up a the couple in the corner, her eyes narrowed. She always tried to tell herself she didn't need anyone, but seeing people laughing like that only made her feel sicker.

occ: I'll make it pretty in the morning. Maybe


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PostSubject: Re: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Mon Jan 07, 2013 1:40 am




Jim Haven


The fire set in the fireplace crackled and jumped, making the lighting uneven, but cozy all the same. The warm heat radiated around the room, keeping the cold from the outside at bay. The glow lit Jim's book and made it ideal for reading. His fingers flicked as he turned a page, finishing the second chapter. Really, it wasn't anything he hadn't read before. Basically, they were just accounts of people transfiguring themselves or others, or even prized pets, yet being unable to dis-transfigure themselves or others. Dis-transfiguration was in the fourth chapter of the textbook, so naturally Jim had read about it thoroughly.



His eyes flickered upward for a moment as someone entered the common room, then moved back to his book, but with unease. He knew the new arrival from somewhere. He looked back up, but she was gone. He twisted around in his chair, just catching a glimpse of her before she disappeared up the stairs to the girls' dormitories. He sat back in his chair, and stared at the hot galloping flames for a moment. She was a girl from his year, that's where he knew her from. She was a sixth year too. Was she in any of his classes? Jim thought for a moment, but could not think of any, so he returned to his book.



After about ten minutes, he saw a figure move, pause in front of his chair, then move to a seat somewhere to his right. Without moving his head, Jim looked up over the top of his book. The girl had come back down from the dormitory. Still, even with a good glimpse of her face, he could not remember her name. And it was a shame, because she was slightly pretty, too. He looked back into his book, but he was in a state of unrest, and his mind could no longer absorb the words on the page. Jim sighed, and thumped the book closed. He got up, and moved over to the book shelf and replaced it, going back to the couch, but this time, sitting on the other end, closer to the girl.



"Hey," Jim began, looking curiously at her. "I think, though I'm not sure, you're in my year, yeh?" he asked, but continued without pause for answer. "Only... I can't remember your name," he finished, nervously scratching a spot on his head.


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PostSubject: Re: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Mon Jan 07, 2013 2:08 am


* November Leeann Haynes

Her mind focusing on her book, a story about American greasers, she barely heard the around of flames cracking from the warm fireplace. The heat radiating off the glow brought a small smile on her face as she flipped the pages eagerly, interested in the book. Her attention broke for a moment, hearing the boy get up. It only took one look at his face to remember where she had seen him before. Jim, or something of that nature. He was on the Quidditch team, just like she was.

Turning her gaze back down to her book, she forced the idea of conversation out of her mind. What would the seeker want to do with her? Even if she was on the team, November didn't consider it a reason to communicate with her teammates more than necessary. Curiously glancing upwards, she saw him sitting on the edge of the couch closer to her. Trying to maintain a calm expression, she returned to reading, or at least fake reading.

She could've sworn she heard him speak, making her chocolate eyes dart upwards again. He must have, and she was lost in thought. Vaguely making out the fact that he didn't remember her name, November smiled softly. " I think so," she replied, gaze set on the crackling fire. "November Haynes," the girl added softly. She didn't bother adding that she was on the team, guessing he wouldn't remember that either. She had gotten pretty used to it, seeing she hardly ever made conversation unless necessary


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PostSubject: Re: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Mon Jan 21, 2013 3:09 pm




Jim Haven


"I see..." his voice trailed. It was appalling that he was attempting to engage in social interaction, but it was no shock that he wasn't doing too well. The girl seemed more anxious now, and obviously wanted to get back to her book, but he wasn't going to give up so easily. He had to try a little harder, hadn't he? It wasn't like he had anything to do, nor anything to lose.


His fingers found a loose thread on the couch, and he absentmindedly twisted it between his thumb and his forefinger. His brown eyes gazed at the girl across from him, he now knew to be named November. "I'm Jim," he told her, dumbly. "November is a cool name. Do you go by anything for short?" he asked. Lots of people had nicknames, so he figured she did too, since her name was sort of a mouth-full. "Jim is my short name. James Haven is my full," he told her, trying to smile comfortingly so she would be encouraged to talk.


Realizing it was quite hushed, his head turned to where the couple in the corner had previously been smacking obnoxiously, but they were no longer there. They seemed to have gone out for the day as well. Now it was just them, someone putting their books away probably to wander outside, and the orange leaping flames. And his owl, who sat on the mantel above the fireplace, eyeing him as if to scold him for acting so lamely. Jim returned a look as if to say Deal with it or leave, at which the barn owl spread it's wings and took off out of the common room. A pang of regret welled inside Jim, but he ignored it. His owl usually was a bit sassy.


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PostSubject: Re: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Mon Jan 21, 2013 3:44 pm


* November Leeann Haynes

November tried not to raise an eyebrow at him, wondering why he was still talking to her. Most people gave up on her by now, finding the witch very boring. Her eyes awkwardly feel back to the floor as she wiggled her toes inside her shoes, needing something to focus on. She brushed a strand of her damp hair aside her from her face, hand shaking slightly.

She could've help but be nervous, after all, this was the most recent conversation she had engaged in... in a long time. November felt her palms get sweaty as she stroked the blinding of her American made book. The sound of his voice made her jump slightly, but she still did her best to meet his gaze. Jim, she had been correct. "Oh, I know," she admitted aloud. "I mean - er, you're a seeker, heh..." November trailed, red rising to her face. Eyes darting back to the floor, she shook her head hesitantly. "Ah... no, not really," she said softly, chewing the bottom of her lip anxiously. The girl raised her eyesight, finding him smiling. Red still present on her face, November gave him a small smile in return.

The witch heard the pleasant sound of the door closing, watching the obnoxious couple exit. Her brown eyes followed a barn owl as it flew out of the common room. Confusion passed her face for a moment before turning her gaze back to Jim. "Oh, was that owl yours?" November asked plainly. At the mention of pets, she wondered if her kitten was still napping on her books. Maria May often napped all day long, to the dismay of her owner.


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PostSubject: Re: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Sat Feb 02, 2013 12:38 am




Jim Haven


"Yeh, it's mine," he told her, trailing off. He stared after the owl, remembering when he first got it. It was his 12th birthday present. His mum couldn't afford an owl for him in his first year, but he was pleasantly surprised by the birds as a gift from his mom. He did feel a bit guilty, taking so much money, but nevertheless he cared for the bird, no matter how it's mood swerved. Sighing, as the guilt built up even further, he decided he ought to go after it and apologize. It probably flew to the owlery to get away from people.


Jim stood, moving his head to look back at November. "I ought to go get him and bring him back," he told her, solemnly. "I expect he's gone to the owlery. Would you like to join me?" he asked, the thought a weak idea but one nonetheless. "I mean, I know the owlery isn't the most exciting place ever. You don't have to go if you don't want. Unless you want to deliver some post or something while we're there," he raised his shoulders and let them droop again in a small shrug.


Just then, Jim remembered he would have to coax the owl down somehow. He held up an index finger, indicating a moment of waiting, and he sped up to his dormitory. He pushed open the oak door and peered inside. None of his mates were currently in the room. Good. He didn't want to talk to them, as they weren't treating him very well at the moment. They were teasing him about personal things that didn't even concern him. He felt his face grow hot and decided to cast the thought out of his mind in order to maintain a calm demeanor. He trotted over to his bedside table, and pulled open a drawer. Inside lay a bag full of owl treats. He had found them at a small shop in diagon alley. They squeaked like mice when they were consumed, which for some reason Soren seemed to enjoy delightfully. He grabbed the bag and stuffed it into his pocket, grabbed his coat, and sped down the stone staircase, arriving back at the couch. "Sorry about that, had to grab some treats," he explained, smoothing his ruffled hair. "So, yeh wanna come?" he asked again.


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PostSubject: Re: What to do on a day like this (Moony)   Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:36 am


November simply nodded, expecting the owl to belong to him. She followed Jim's gaze to the small owl, smiling softly. Personally, the witch would've seen an owl as a better present for her, instead of a lazy cat that sleeps all the time. None the less, she loves Maria May like her sister, only fuzzier and with a tail. She knew that it was selfish to think that way, when her parents were only muggles, and didn't know better, but she would've thought them to be more sensible.

Her deep brown eyes watched him stand and gave him a small nod. "Okay, have fun with that," she replied with a small smile, expecting him to leave and never speak to her again. That's what most people did upon meeting her. Hearing his voice continue, her head perked up in interest. A warm smile spread across the corners of her mouth, as November nodded. "Yeah, sure, I mean, I haven't written to my folks in a while," she explained softly, still smiling. Seeing his raised finger, she decided to take the short time to grab writing material.

Waiting a few seconds after Jim was a good few stairs up the boy's dormitory, she made her way up to her dorm. Almost slipping up the stone stairway, November eventually walked into her dorm room. Silence filled the room, along with the soft snores of her kitten, as she filled up one of her school bags with parchment and ink. Giving the grey animal a small scratch behind her ears, the witch exited the small room. Feet quickly descending back to where she was previously, November situated herself as though she had never left. She gave Jim a smile, and nodded. "Yeah, let's go," she said energetically.


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