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Post by Severus Snape on Jul 28, 2009 13:09:51 GMT -5
Her words startled him, was she defending him, taking his side? It was odd really and this left him baffled. “So I’m not the only one who’s noticed.” Severus replied in a level tone which could perhaps count as a friendly nature of sorts, or perhaps it was him being caught off guard? The rain pelted him with more force and this caused him to remember his book which he had hidden under his robes. Slowly, the tall pasty figure rose to his feet and headed towards a covered area silently only looking back at Francesca once upon wondering if she would follow him or leave him be. He then heard what he thought sounded like ‘I love Severus’ or something of the sort and his head snapped to the direction of the sound. The boy wasn’t certain who said it but he was sure they were joking, thus caused him to squint in the group’s direction.
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Post by Taylor on Jul 28, 2009 13:36:23 GMT -5
Francesca smiled slightly. "Hm. Not a lot of people are noticed, you know." She said softly. Cocking her head, watching him walk away. Not bothering to think about it, she walked over to him. Watching his eyes move in the direction, recognizing the voice. "Nex..the weird one with the blue hair. Blue hair, oddly enough, doesn't even suit her. With the Gryffindors, of course. All gits, maybe." She said softly, looking at him. He probably didn't care though, but there was no need for Nex to do that.
Chances were, she didn't even mean it. That whole group sounded like nut cases really, though she would probably never say it to their face.
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Post by Haine on Jul 28, 2009 13:56:55 GMT -5
ooc//This is Haine trying to be really clever and have two characters in the rp at the same time.xD bic//
Gideon was quite proud of himself this morning. It had only taken an hour and a half to get up and out of bed. Usually on the weekends he didn't even bother to get up until lunch yet today... today just felt special. Or it could just be that he had also put extra sugar on his cereal and was walking around in some sugar induced haze. Or maybe he'd just had one too many alarm clocks to the head. They were all likely possibilities.
Sadly for Gideon, it was raining. If he knew where Fabian or any of his friends were, he would have joined them. Heck, he would have even joined his enemies. Who then would have killed him. But you get the point- he'd join anyone as long as they were indoors and he wouldn't have to be alone anymore. Sadly, all of them seemed to be in the transfiguration courtyard. In the rain. The bastards. But still - Gideon went and joined them anyway. He really must have had a lot of sugar.
There were many possibilities as to how Gideon could stay dry. He could conjur an umberella, use impervious, or.... Gideon ran and sat on Phil, who was less than pleased. "Why the hell are you sitting on me?" Phil asked. "There's many reasons for that." Gideon responded. Ooh, Vague. "Like?" "You're dry and have an umberella over your head." "And?" "It's payback for the alarms to the head."
Gideon then had a look at the other people in the group. There was the girl with the umberella. Gideon made a point to smile at her, in the hope that she wouldn't move the umberella away. There was Marlene, a good friend from Gryffindor. "Marly.How's life treating you?" He then dared to take one look at the other girl. Well, he thought it was a girl. It had boobs, after all... "Right. Did someone attack Sirius or...?" Nope, Snape was over there, talking to a girl from his house and year."And you are?" There was the feeling that Gideon was going to regret asking that.
Philip on the other hand was trying to ignore Gideon - 'Trying' being the word. It's hard to forget this random heavy person who had just thrown themselves onto you. "Okay then, it isn't opposite day. Now would you prefer me calling you Thalia or Wintringham? Because last name basis doesn't seem particularly friendly." Philip asked with a small smile, while elbowing Gideon in the ribs. This was done because Gideon had started humming what sounded like 'can you feel the love tonight' down Phil's ear.
ooc//Becca + Bunney'll get the 'can you feel the love tonight' bit. =3
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Post by Severus Snape on Jul 28, 2009 13:59:09 GMT -5
“Indeed? I’ve taken that into account.” He replied level toned to her first set of words. Under the shelter of the building’s cover he now turned about to face Francesca. She had followed. Now Severus took out his wand from its place in his robes while he listened to her talk. With a flick of his wand (which was pointed at himself) and a murmuring of words he had dried himself instantly. All the water dissipated from his clothes and left him dry. “Hmm yes, Griffindor, I suspected as much.” Snape replied while putting his wand away. His eyes flicked to her form as he spoke out of a small act of courtesy while fiddling with the placement of his wand.
There was something about Francesca that he both admired and disliked; this was a product of his dubious nature and believing all to be bad especially towards him. He admired her courage for speaking with him when other’s were insight to witness such act, but then again, he figured it was because of some dare or maybe to prove something, or perhaps something else? He would play along for now until he found out what he thought.
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Post by Dea on Jul 28, 2009 14:03:27 GMT -5
In a very quick motion, Phil grew a Gideon Prewett from his lap. That was...new. Nice, Gideon. Eh well. Three under an umbrella was okay.
"Uh, Thalia would be nice, Phil."
Jesus, Nex was weird looking. And was there a bee or something? An incessant humming was coming from somewhere near by.
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Post by Taylor on Jul 28, 2009 14:14:55 GMT -5
Francesca nodded slowly. Watching the figure of a boy enter the courtyard, sitting on Phil's lap, she immediately thought,Gay. No, she didn't have anything wrong with that, if it was true. But that was really..open. "Yes." Francesca said with a nod. "Her hair is going to dye soon. Nearly different colors everyday." She said, not really knowing Nex. At all. No, this wasn't a dare at all. Severus was better then crazy, weirdo people. But then again, she barely knew the group and Severus, so that didn't help. For all she knew, Severus could be planning to hex her any second now.
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Post by Severus Snape on Jul 28, 2009 14:28:12 GMT -5
"Tch." Severus scoffed, "Clearly someone who puts forth the time and effort in appearance is second rate. Idiot..." he muttered with a sneer of disapproval. How could someone do such a thing on a regular basis. "Evidently said person has no life... and no brain." Snape added with a sigh. "Dunderheads, the lot of them." The greasy-haired figure now stepped towards a nearby wall and slid down it until he was seated on the ground. His legs were stretched out in front of him in a small 'V' shape and his hands rested limply in his lap. Obsidian eyes peered up at the other, a questioning glint about them. "Shouldn't you be with you friends? I don't think they'd be too keen on you here." he said, a slight snarl curling his lips.
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Post by Taylor on Jul 28, 2009 14:40:12 GMT -5
"Mhm." Francesca said with a nod. "Exactly." She murmured, looking up at the sky. Nodding slowly, listening. "Them? No. Never. I don't give a damn if they don't like it. I actually have few people i actually trust. The McKinnon or whatever over there, too happy. The others are just..never. I don't have much friends, really. Most people avoid me, but some..I don't know." Francesca said with a shrug, but rather taken back by that.
Thunder boomed once more, making her look at the ground. What was even the point of thunder? All it did was freak out her.
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Post by Severus Snape on Jul 28, 2009 14:51:11 GMT -5
She was –somewhat- alone too, like himself. Subconsciously he had made the comparison, the connection. “Aww, poor baby.” He replied with a mock frown and a faint sneer. Things were getting too close for comfort for him, too friendly, too… intimate. He had to push back such things with the ugly jeering and taunting and sneering. Upon the arrival of thunder, Severus noted how her demeanor changed in responce, he registered this as fear and immedietly snagged this opportunity to move farther away from his discomfort. “Oh and look, baby’s afraid of a little crack of thunder?” He added with an acidic tone and a small snort followed by a faint smirk.
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Post by Taylor on Jul 28, 2009 15:01:13 GMT -5
Francesca looked at him quickly and snapped,"Excuse me? Did I ever say I didn't like it?". Standing up straight, smirking at his next thing. "Wow, I'm afraid of thunder. What else is new? Look, I try to be nice, and this is what I get? I don't see anyone else trying to be nice to you, do you? Those little Slytherins are probably just looking up to you, pretending to be nice." She snapped, turning around.
Francesca knew she would probably receive a hex soon, her mouth had always gotten in trouble. Beginning to walk away, toward the exit, rather annoyed. She was not a baby, no.
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Post by Becca on Jul 28, 2009 15:37:01 GMT -5
Nex noticed in the corner of her eye Severus and Francesca, well Francesca now storming of at least. She felt like a complete and total prat now, morphing back into her real self she turned to the others, ignoring the new comer "I'm gonna go apologise to him, because I bet he heard us" she told them, her hair changing into its long black form , because who can take a bright blue haired girl seriously?
She walked off from the group towards where Severus was currently sitting, the thunder continuing as she got closer. Passing Francesca before she could ask what was wrong she pushed her already rather soaked black hair out of her face and turned to Severus "Um... Hullo" she said loosing somewhat of her confidence. She had never spoke and he probably already hated her
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Post by Severus Snape on Jul 28, 2009 22:01:36 GMT -5
His words got to her for she reacted rather unpleasantly. With Francesca’s first words rattled off he opened his mouth to reply with a rather witty remark but with another string of word he paused to allow her to speak. The other said her peace soon enough and turned about and began to stalk off. “Pity. I had thought your comeback to be clever, but perhaps this would be under the category of ‘it’s the thought that counts’?” He called in not a yell, but a casual cynical tone, he was positive he would hear her. His lame attempt at showing his acceptance of her intelligence and her sass, of his /approval./ But he honestly couldn’t plainly tell her of his approval, not that he didn’t wish to, he was just so set in his ways, so used to such nature that he couldn’t help it. Outwardly he smirked for this acted as another small victory for him, but he was berating himself inwardly. Dammit you dolt, you had a good thing going there and you screwed it up, he thought sourly.
He didn’t have time to brood for long for another approached him. “My, I’m certainly popular today.” Severus spat at no one in particular. “What do you want girl?” He asked, his eyes looking hard upon Nex, his posture giving way of his impatience.
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Post by Becca on Jul 28, 2009 22:14:05 GMT -5
Nex looked towards him "Well, I guess I wanted to say that I don't even know you and I already made a prick of myself saying silly things and that I'm sorry about that... and for um bothering you right now" she said, he seemed in a bit of a bad mood as did Francesca... she didn't know either very well but it wasn't too hard to notice the mood of the area.
"And yeah... that's just about it" she added to the end, feeling rather stupid but at least not as guilty now. This is why she didn't prank people, the guilt would get to her and she'd go apologise to them straight away.
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Post by Severus Snape on Jul 28, 2009 22:31:54 GMT -5
“I don’t need your pity.” He spat, “Your sympathy. God you people and your ‘guilt.’ Damn you. Weakling. You’re weak!” he hissed vehemently. “Don’t come apologizing to me for you don’t even mean it. You’re only doing it because you ‘feel bad’ not because you’re ‘sincere’.” Severus added in a harsh and mocking tone with heavy emphasis here and there. By now his visage had taken on a hard appearance as well, his eyes bore into hers. He was angry. Angry at her, angry at Francesca, at himself, at the other and her guilt. Angry at everything. He felt as if he would die with all the hate which coursed through his veins.
Severus Snape had no other outlet at his frustrations other then snagging a nearby victim and letting them have it. Most of his frustrations came from his problem with Miss Evans. God, how could he have been so careless, so stupid? He was upset at the time sure, but that gave him no right, no reason to call her a ‘Mudblood’. For nights on end he verbally and even physically harmed himself when he wasn’t moping or wailing at the doorstep of the Gryffindor house asking and begging and pleading for Lily and wanting her forgiveness. There was nothing he could’ve done to take back the hurtful words he had said, to take back the pain he had caused her –which in turn had caused him-. But this was two years ago, he should’ve been over it by now, but he wasn’t. He still felt the same as if it happened the night before only he had learned to hide it. It wasn’t particularly his fault for lashing out at unsuspecting people, it just…happened.
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Post by Becca on Jul 28, 2009 22:55:00 GMT -5
Nex felt rather hurt at his outburst, she couldn't lie about that, no one is a robot emotionally... and if someone was she would never want to meet them, someone like that shouldn’t be around. "I don't pity you and you've made me decide now, I'm not leaving until you believe that I mean that I am sorry, because yes I do feel guilty but that's no reason to say I don’t mean it." she paused for a second "Call me weak, I don't really care what you call me... but you can't make me go away" she continued keeping her tone steady, Severus obviously had something up to react like this.
“And don’t tell me that I’m only saying this because I’m trying to be noble or whatever. Because I’m not, I’m just staying her because I want to.” She added, mentally preparing herself for anything else he wanted to verbally throw at her
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