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Post by rhapsodyfraser on Jun 12, 2005 13:08:48 GMT
“I have to finish this essay…”
She rushed out the common room portrait, jostled her way through some groups of Hufflepuffs headed towards the common room. Rhapsody noticed that the passageway just outside the common room, quite silent and empty a while ago, was already filled with laughter and voices of familiar faces. Loud shrieks coming from nearby students redirected Rhapsody away from where they stood. She looked down at her shoes hoping that nobody would notice her as she made her way towards the staircase, a textbook and red bag in tow.
“I have to finish it today… in the library… alone.”
Realizing that she was already way behind her own allotted time for library research, she double-timed, ascended the stairs two steps at a time but she suddenly stopped when she reached the far end of the main hall. Out of the blue, she then remembered that she tucked her wand at the back pockets of her robe. She reached for it, rubbed her front pockets, her sides and even opened her bag - no wand. Groaning, she ineptly made her way back.
“Stupid Rhapsody… Why can’t you safely keep your things with you? There are so many things to lose! Your wand isn’t one of them!” she said furiously to herself. She tried to keep her distance away from the few students in the main hall as she spotted the ones from Slytherin who she swore made her life pretty miserable for the past few months.
Tracing her way back the staircase, bag weighing on her left shoulder, she tried to look for the wand. She bent down at the foot of the stairs as she put her textbook inside the bag before dropping everything in hand beside her. She was grateful that the other loud ones were already in the common room and just few students were outside.
“I need to find it now…” she muttered under her breath as she made her way again towards the passageway near the Hufflepuff common room.
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Post by Ivy Tunstall on Jun 12, 2005 14:17:47 GMT
Ivy left Livi's letter open on the bedside table and picked up Fanny's. Ivy wasn't sure what Fanny made of her now. That the quiet girl who had always been so sweet to her children was in fact a witch, and appeared to have ancestry she herself had known nothing about. Fanny seemed to have taken it remarkably well, but it still worried Ivy. They were her closest friends now, that she had outside school. Ivy had never really mentioned anything about her father or her family circumstances to Nokomis, and she saw no need to. Ivy could manage for the moment. If she did need Nokomis, Ivy knew the shy second year would be there for her. Ivy sat back down on her bed and opened the letter from Fanny. The news from home was not too bad, save for that Mr. Ashton seemed to have come down with something nasty and was laid up in bed. Ivy had to sympathise with Fanny, and admired her for finding the time to write a deceased neighbour's child the usual weekly letter when she had to deal with a sick husband and four children under the age of 9.
About thirty-five minutes later, Ivy left the third year girls' dormitory with a large envelope in her hand, two letters inside it. She made her way through the Hufflepuff Common Room, quite crowded at this time of way, and began the ascent towards the Owlery. There were less people around in the corridors near the Common Room, and hardly any Slytherins either, going down to their Common Room, somewhere below the Hufflepuff one from what Ivy had observed, although she tried not to venture down into the depths where classrooms such as the Potions classroom were. Professor Snape was by no means Ivy's favourite teacher. She was in a nonchalant mood, not overcome as she sometimes was by news of home. Ivy hadn't gone all that far when she saw Rhapsody Fraser, a girl who she shared a dormitory with but had never found much chance to have much conversation with, bent down on the floor as though she was looking for something. Ivy put her letter in her pocket and hurried towards Rhapsody, bending down next to her.
"Are you alright Rhapsody?" she asked. "Is there anything I could help with?"
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Post by rhapsodyfraser on Jun 13, 2005 1:24:24 GMT
Rhapsody looked up. Startled, she brushed the bangs off her face. She was there giving the impression of an awkward loser girl in front of someone who hasn’t started a conversation to her since forever.
Another tormentor is the last thing she needed right now. No! not me… Look elsewhere for much easier target… Stepping one step backward, the paranoid girl she is had the thought of running away. Straight off she noticed her bag and all her things inside it. It’s useless to run away, she can get my bag and maybe use it to blackmail me…
But Rhapsody acted fast. She stepped towards her bag without letting go off her look towards the girl. But something forced her to say something, even though it was not the best idea to do at this time. Maybe she’s harmless; Maybe she’s just trying to help me… She isn't a Slytherin, and she hasn't done anything wrong... but no… Rhapsody ran towards her bag, as she picked it up she embraced it and at once replied,
“Uhm. Nothing… nothing’s missing.” Her face was evidently white with alarm after what she said that 'nothing’s missing', bag clutched firmly in her hand, her face in terror, Rhapsody doesn’t even want to hear what the girl will say.
Run… run… run… she heard her state at the back of her mind.
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Post by Ivy Tunstall on Jun 13, 2005 17:17:34 GMT
Ivyfrowned as she watched Rhapsody. She didn't look very well and she seemed to be acting a little strangely. She wasn't even looking at Ivy properly but Ivy could tell that she was rather pale. Concern on her face, not wanting to see anyone else this distressed, she took a step towards her fellow third year Hufflepuff. She wasn't quite sure what Rhapsody had meant by 'nothing's missing', since it had seemed to her as though she was looking rather frantically for something or other. Ivy peered at Rhapsody, trying to gage if she wasn't seeing or hearing things properly or if someone had placed some nasty spell on her. But it was hard when the third year wasn't looking at Ivy directly.
"Did you find it then?" Ivy asked her dorm-mate. "Or was I mistaken that you were looking for something?" Ivy paused, wondering whether to say more. Despite having shared a dormitory with Rhapsody for three years, she still didn't know the other girl very well. Rhapsody seemed to keep to herself rather a lot, and Ivy didn't think that any of them had been able to exhange many words with her. So Ivy didn't want to intrude. But Rhapsody really didn't look well. "Are you OK Rhapsody?" she asked with genuine concern. "You look rather pale. Can I do anything to help?" Ivy frowned in consternation. Rhapsody wasn't looking at her with recognition, yet she surely had to know who Ivy was? But Ivy didn't dare say anything about that.
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Post by rhapsodyfraser on Jul 9, 2005 6:14:07 GMT
((Sorry, it took so long for me to reply.))
Rhapsy, rather pale, looked up at the girl. She squinted and stared in awe after realizing that it was Ivy, a fellow Hufflepuff, she was talking to. Rhapsy was almost in tears, smiling at Ivy, looking like a frantic weirdo. She blushed and retorted, “I’m sorry Ivy. I thought you were one of those people… bad people… You may think that I’m bizarre and kind of foolish not to notice you in those robes. I’m sorry…It’s just that…Uhm… never mind.” She kept her hair at the side of her face while she spoke, apparently her lips quivered as she forced a candid smile.
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Post by Ivy Tunstall on Jul 10, 2005 10:31:08 GMT
Ivy smiled, slightly relieved as Rhapsody finally showed some recognition. She seemed still to be rather embarrassed and confused, which Ivy didn't understand. Everyone made mistakes sometimes, had bad days. Ivy bent her knees from the rather uncomfortable position she was crouching in and stood up, offering her hand to her fellow Hufflepuff third year to help her up too. "I don't mind at all," Ivy said, "it's fine, I'm not exactly someone who stands out." Ivy smiled at Rhapsody again, still concerned about her dorm-mate who looked almost close to tears. What could have upset her so much? She must have been distracted not to have recognised Ivy. She didn't want to pry, but Ivy had a built in urge to help if it was needed, and Ivy wasn't convinced her help wasn't needed.
"Are you all right?" she asked, the concern she felt still showing through in her voice. "What bad people? Have people been picking on you?" Ivy couldn't imagine why people would want to pick on Rhapsody, but then again, there had been no reason for the Slytherins to do what they did to her. Ivy shuddered at that thought and forced her mind back to helping her fellow Hufflepuff, fiddling with a small piece of hair as she did so, tugging at it with a small amount of anxiety because she wasn't sure how to help. Eventually she asked "Is there anything I can help you with?", phrasing her question as honestly as she could. It was the only question in her mind at the moment. Ivy wasn't entirely sure what was making Rhapsody look so vulnerable, but if it was anything that she could be of assistance to, she wanted her dorm-mate to know she was willing.
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Post by rhapsodyfraser on Jul 10, 2005 13:21:42 GMT
Rhapsy seemed quite grateful of Ivy; by the way Ivy effortlessly eased her sentiment – she was quite taken aback. She straight away remarked why she hadn’t noticed Ivy all this time, not to mention that they had shared the same dormitory for the past three years. A teeny ‘thank you’ was all she could utter. She was dumbstruck.
She glanced at her watch and almost jumped, it’s getting late. “Oh god…”
She looked back at Ivy, who seemed to be staring with utmost concern. Rhapsody couldn’t help but feel bad for herself… again.
“It’s really getting late and I need to find my wand… I lost it somewhere… I just couldn’t remember,” at last she said.
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Post by Ivy Tunstall on Aug 14, 2005 21:38:48 GMT
Ivy gave Rhapsody a small smile as she heard a barely audible 'thank you'. It was all she could muster considering she wasn't sure what there even was to thank her for and she was till slightly dumbfounded as to why Rhapsody had seemed so distraught and confused before that she hadn't even recognised Ivy. She hoped it didn't show too much. Rhapsody looked as though she was still pondering whether to reveal if there was anything she could help with. Ivy gave her fellow Hufflepuff another smile, still slightly concerned about her, while checking her pocket to make sure the letter to the Ashtons was still there.
Ivy's eyes widened as Rhapsody finally admitted she'd lost her wand. That, of all things, was not something she'd want to lose. It was a channel through which she could control her magical powers, and in some strange way it made her feel safer. She'd never felt completely safe since her mother had left, but her wand was what she'd lost her mother for. And her good new friends too, she told herself fiercely. And being somewhere she'd fit. That'd been very important. Mind you, she'd fit at home too before. With her dad.
Ivy recalled herself sharply to the present. Rhapsody had lost her wand. She needed to say something and help her find it too. After all, as Rhapsody had said, it was getting late. "Um... oh dear." she said weakly. "Do you remember where you last had it? Like when you can last remember seeing it and where you were at tht time? 'Cos we need to both go from as far as you went from there and trace where you went as thoroughly as possible. I'm happy to help you because it's um... important... that you have your wand." Ivy didn't add that she considered it more a matter of vital, but instead gave Rhapsody a tired smile.
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