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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 12, 2007 10:01:38 GMT
Patricia pondered. She couldn't sleep. Not a wink. What with the letter, and all. She wondered the halls. All the portraits were sleepiong as usuall around this time. She counted ever step she took. She didn't exactly Know what to do.
She looked horrible incredibly pale, and her hair was a mess what with it being curly and not brushed. bet yet it was very limp. She had bags under her eyes. And she was so worried about her sister.
What was her father going to do to her.?
Would he hurt her? She was after all only 9 years of age.
And Knowing Patricia's father. She knew he would
She would go home to see her sister beaten and brused up all over along with her mother as well.
"It is my fault" she thought. "if only I didn't lose those stupid points, father wouldn't be so angry"
She wished she was there. To take the punishment other than her sister and Mother. She diserved it, not them.
Plus she was worried with school and her friends. She was trying this new thing, being nice. But what would the other Slytherins think of her if they found she was at the lake with a Ravenclaw, and she was nice to a Hufflepuff. Would they disown her. After all she did lose her house 120 points. "Oh this is soo bad" She mummbled running her fingers through her blonde hair.
Patricia hasn't spoken to Richard in a while so she was sure he was avoiding her. She then stopped. She turned. "Now what was I going to do?" She asked herself. She then paced back and forth. She then stoped and put her hair behind her ears and turned back were she bumped into someone.
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 12, 2007 11:57:43 GMT
"Ooh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there," Richard began, before he realised it was Patricia.
"Hey, Patricia," he said shyly, smiling.
"How are you?" He asked, before noticing her expression. She was beautiful, but her face was paler than usual and her hair was messy and unbrushed. Richard looked at her in concern, wondering what happened.
"Are you OK? Has something happened?" He demanded softly, not meaning to sound so forceful, but if something had happened to her, or if someone had hurt her, he was not going to stand there and let it happen. He looked at her earnestly, hoping that she would confide in him. Talk to me, Trish, he thought in worry.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 12, 2007 19:25:02 GMT
Patricia smiled. But was shocked she didn't expect to see Richard. "Oh hi Richard, How are you.....um" Her expression went to confusion "Oh it is nothig.... I just" She bit her lip, slowly taking her hands out ouf her hair and she looked up at Richard. "I....well I got a howler"
"It is pretty bad" She said with worry. "My father wrote it, and I haven't really spoken to Rachel, but she has been realy busy so" She looked at Richard and scratched her head
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 12, 2007 21:21:28 GMT
Richard looked at Patricia in sympathy, before walking over and giving her a hug. He didn't know much about Patricia's family life, but it didn't take a genius to figure out she was scared of her father. Richard pulled back and looked at her sadly.
"I'm really sorry. Is there anything I can do?" He asked, hoping there was. He really wanted to do something to help.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 12, 2007 21:30:50 GMT
Patrcia looked at him with a sympathetic smile. "Oh..no really I am fine." She put her head down as her her hair fell in her face. "It is just that he says if I do anything like that....." she looked up at Ricahrd, "well loseing that maney points for my house again or something like that....I would have to go back home." She then began to play with her hands. Completly ignoring what she just told Richard. As if her mood changed in a flash, from happy to sad in an instant. "that is all. It is not a big deal, anyway what are you doing out?" She said with a smile.
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 12, 2007 21:36:17 GMT
Richard looked at Patricia in confusion. How could she completely switch moods with something like this happening?
"Ummm I was just wondering. Thinking. What about you?" He asked, his thoughts in a jumble. What had he been doing? Thinking about his great day, with Rachel by the lake and writing in his room. He'd even tried to paint something, but even he had to say it looked like a child had painted it. Well, he thought, a child had painted it, but... realising he had been daydreaming, he shook his head.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 12, 2007 21:45:02 GMT
Patricia looked at him and laughed, covering her mouth "Oh..Ok I...I guess" She said a little confused at what he said. She scratched her head.
She sighed. "I had Detention with Mcgonagall today." She gaged at the thought. "I had to organizes these files for her, Than Peeves showed up. That Bloody Poltergiest" She laughed and put her hands on her waist.
"He tried to put green paint in my hair and ruined all the files that I organized." She spat a little frusterated mind you. Then let out a chuckle
"Acctually it was rather funny....you should have been there. I flung the bucket of paint on the wall" She said with a smile. "So it wouldn't hit me"
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 12, 2007 21:50:20 GMT
Richard laughed.
"I wish I had been there," he said, chuckling.
"Except the detention part. That wouldn't have been fun," he said, wrinkling his nose. He'd never had a detention before. He'd never even gotten in trouble before, so it was amazing to him that people regularly got detentions.
"What was the detention for?" He asked, wondering if he should know the answer. He was so distracted, and he didn't know why.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 12, 2007 21:54:17 GMT
Patricia smiled at him and laughed. She ran her fingers through her blonde hair. "Oh you remeber I told you a couple weeks ago" She said with a smile. "Rachel and I lost our house 110 points. I have it for a week Blah!!" she crindged at the thought of the Forbidden forest.
"So what did you do today" She smiled at Richard
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 13, 2007 2:05:38 GMT
"Oh, that's right. That was funny," Richard said, laughing at the memory. He turned to Patrica and thought back to the day. It had been fantastic. His eyes sparkling, he grinned.
"Well, this morning I bumped into Rach and we had an impromtu swim in the lake. And then I went to find you but I couldn't anywhere, so I went back to the dorm and then met up with Rach again for dinner. It was so much fun, you should've been there. She's so funny, isn't she?" He said, chuckling. Dinner had been fun, and so had swimming in the lake.
"And then, I went walking around, and then I bumped into you," he concluded with a smile.
"What about you?"
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 13, 2007 3:12:08 GMT
Patricia Smiled. "yeah I haven't seen Rache all morning. Sounds like you guys had a good time." She said while running her fingers through her hair.
"Well I met This girl, Her name is Harmony. She is in Hufflepuff" She looked at Richard Remebering what she told Harmony earlier by the lake "She is in second year, then I met this, Boy who is also in Hufflepuff. I don't recall his name" She said while biting her bottom lip. "He is in his Fifth year I beleive," She shook her head lossing the memory. "Oh yes I was late for potions, professor Snape wasn't to happy" She said with an akward smile
"And well, " she bit her lip as her blonde hair fell in her face again. "I got a howler from my dad" She said with worry. Her eyes went up waiting for Richards reply.
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 13, 2007 5:50:59 GMT
Richard smiled.
"Yeah, Rach and I had a great time. Hopefully we can do something tomorrow," he said grinning. Richard listened intently as Patricia told him about who she had met, and he was glad she had been hanging out with new people all day. She didn't mind that he hadn't caught up with her, and he was thankful. His and Rachel's swim in the lake had taken up more time than he had thought.
"Yeah, Rach and I met Harmony as well. She seems really nice," he said, smiling. His smile faded, however, when he heard Patricia mention the howler.
"What did your Dad say?" Richard asked cautiously. He hated it when Patricia was upset, and this might account for why she had looked so drawn that night.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 13, 2007 6:59:59 GMT
Patrica bit her lip. And put her hair behind her ear, she leaned to richard and almost in a whisper. "Can you keep a secret.... it is sorta personal"
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 14, 2007 3:28:34 GMT
Richard blinked.
"Of course. I would never, ever tell anyone," he said honestly. And he meant every word. Richard made it a habit not to tell anyone someone had told him in confidence. And he certainly wasn't going to change now.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 14, 2007 3:36:59 GMT
Patricia bit her lip, then scratched her head. She looked at Richard and grabbed his hand and pulled behind a wall so nobody could hear.
"The reason, I... well." She sighed. "The Reason. I have been so uptight and looked Horrible today, and the reason I was crying in the hall the other day was..." She looked at Richard. This was not easy for her in the least. "Yes I was crying." She sighed again. "My Father. He...well, He is not very nice to me and, well. H-He"
Her voice went quiet and she looked down as her hair fell in her tired face "He beats me." She stared down at her feet. "Rachel is th only one that knows about it. And well he is Furious with me losing that many points for my house. Especially Slytherin" She gulped
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 14, 2007 3:47:37 GMT
Richard looked at her in shock. He had a strong feeling there were problems, particularly with Patricia's father, but not like this. Richard couldn't move. For a moment, he saw himself in his father's arms as a child, the warm feeling he got when his father and mother held him, and he realised everything he had. It sounded soppy but he knew it was true. He was so incredibly lucky. What was the difference between him and Patricia? Or her and his sisters? The mere thought of somebody hurting his little sisters made Richard want to vomit, but he had to control himself. Patricia needed as many friends as she could get right now. Reaching over to her, Richard gave her a hug. It was all he could do to tell her how sorry he was, that he wanted to help. He couldn't make himself say the words.
"Trish, please listen to me. I have no idea what you have been through, and I am so sorry that you had to go through this, but if you need anything, anything at all, please tell me. I'm your friend. I will do anything I can to help you. You can trust me," he said seriously.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 14, 2007 4:03:01 GMT
Patricia felt a little sad and looked at Richard. "Listen Richard. It doesn't Really effect me that much. I mean he has always done it ever since I was little." She chucked her foot at the ground "That is all I knew. Never make Father mad, Never get him angry, is what my mom would tell me." She moved her hair behind her ear, and looked up at Richard. "But don't worry I can handle myself around him now. But I am just really worried for my sister. She is only nine. And she is there at home without me. When he is like this."
" Me losing those points: almost getting expelled through him of the edge. And well"
She turned around. She lifted her Blonde hair up that exposed a huge purple and blue bruise that ran across the back of her neck. She then turned around letting down her hair.
"If he did that to me just because, He had a bad day at work, Think how he is treating my Mum and my sister." She sighed and sat down against the wall and hugged her knees.
"He said, in his letter. That I wouldn't be so pretty after I return form next break" She looked down as her blonde fell once again in front of her eyes that began to water.
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Post by ksmilesallroundk on Jan 14, 2007 4:10:08 GMT
"What are you going to do?" Richard asked in concern. He suddenly felt angry. It was just so unfair, and the fact that Patricia had accepted it as a way of life was sickening. But he understood her concern for her sister, and herself, when she went home.
"Does Rach know what you should do?" He asked. Rachel would know what to do, he thought. Richard felt like crying himself. It was so unfair for Patricia. How could someone do that to another person, especially their child?
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 14, 2007 4:31:05 GMT
Patricia looked up at Richard whiping her eyes. "Well" she sniffled."Rachel and I haved talked about it alot acctualy." She wiped more of her tears.
She began to cry "We wanted to talk to Dumbldore, But he said he couldn't do anything." She that rubbed her face into her knees. "Oh Richard.... I am so worried. My father said if something bad happend agian. He will take me out of Hogwarts for good" She sobbed
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 14, 2007 5:06:01 GMT
Rachel strolled down the hallway, sighing in contentment. She ran her hand along the cool wall, and twirled around just because she felt like it. It felt so good to be free. Suddenly she heard a shaking voice up ahead. Rachel thought she recognised it as Patrica's and felt herself get nervous.
"Please, Patrica, be OK," she murmured as she began to pick up speed. She stopped short when she saw that Patrica was with Richard, and she was sobbing. Realising that she couldn't just walk away, even if Patrica and Richard were alone, she jogged up to them.
"Trish, are you OK?" She asked worridly. Giving a brief smile to Richard, she squeezed his hand before turning back to Patrica.
"What happened?" She asked softly. Rachel suspected it was to do with her father, but hoped nothing else had happened. Rachel prayed that Patrica hadn't been sent another howler, or had been asked to go home.
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