Snap, crackle, pop. ((Lacey))

[Flo Murvac H4]

Flo rested her elbow on her knee as she bit her nails. She sighed and looked around the Hufflepuff common room. The room wasn't empty, there were a few people there, either studying or playing games. What was Flo thinking about? Butterflies. What else would she be thinking about other than her two obsessions, butterflies and drawing. Flo was thinking of something new to draw, including the butterflies. She had drawn countless butterfly pictures, but now she was getting bored with them. Flo had been doing less and less drawings, as she was getting more busy by the day. But Flo didn't mind. She knew she was never going to forget. It wasn't like Flo was going to start forgetting things.

Flo sighed and leaned back into the chair and stared at a spot on the floor. She stared and stared until she heard the soft thud of her cat Squibbles walking towards her. She heard a tiny meow, and Flo peered over the arm of the chair. "Hello. Looking for food?" She asked as she leant over and pulled Squibbles up onto her lap. "I thought you would have been out hunting sme mice or something." Squibbles blinked at her and his ear twitched. Flo gently pulled her cat's middle as his un-coordinated feet fell under him and he flopped down.

Flo looked around the room again. Most of the students had gone, but the ones playing chess had stayed. Flo stared up at the ceiling and then wandered around the room once more, until her eyes fell onto a deck of exploding snap. Flo had to admit, she did like the game. It was always un-expecting and fun. Flo was sure that she tried to get up to get the cards, Squibbles would certainly be grumpy, as he always was if you woke him up. Flo's father was the same. Flo held Squibbles middle and inched forward, before reaching out towards the cards. He fingers barely even reached it. Flo frowned and inched forward even more. She felt squibbles move and she knew that he was awake. But it didn't matter, she had reached the cards. Flo sat back with the cards in her hand and Squibbles jumped off, giving Flo a look before walking off. Flo shrugged and then started to shuffle the cards.

[lacey]

Lacey was busy sketching once again. This time a black and white picture. Nothing fancy about it really. A small and rather old wooden fence up close, some simple flowers growing next to it and a small winding path going towards a bunch of pines in the background. It really was simple – basically only a finger-exercise for Lacey. But it helped her relax and really now, the pencil-drawing wasn’t exactly bad either. Naturally it could be better, but it wasn’t bad. Besides you couldn’t spoil yourself by using only one drawing style – a mixture of work tactics kept your imagination working and your wrist nimble enough to draw. Uncurling her legs from under her Lacey winced a little at the stinging in her cramped muscles. Sitting back on her bed Lacey rubbed her pained muscles for a few moments until the stinging sensation in them disappeared. Standing up again only after that Lacey put her pencil and notepad safely into the drawer in her bed-side table before stretching lazily. Doing a couple of circles with her head and shoulders Lacey walked over to glance out of the window. It appeared bright enough so maybe she could go and move a bit before getting a head-start on her studies? There had been dreadful much assigned in Potions again and Lacey wasn’t half that good in the subject unfortunately.

“I see your true colours shining through
Your true colours that's why I love you
No, don't be afraid, just let them show
Your true colours, true colours
How beautiful, like a rainbow,” Lacey sang to herself as the dormitory was empty except for her and for the pet-cat of one of her dorm-mates. She was rather terrible at holding a tune but this Maggie Reilly’s song had been stuck in her head for days already. And as she had found a moment when she was alone in the dormitory Lacey had decided to let it out of herself before bursting. No one would hear her right now so no one would criticize her either. Lacey quickly changed into light-gray jogging pants and pulled on a white T-shirt with two playing kittens on it before diving head-first into her trunk to find something to wear on top of the T-shirt. If she was going jogging, then she didn’t want to wear long sleeves, but she didn’t want to catch a cold either. Finding a red jacket with white stripes on it Lacey pulled it on before using some pins to make sure her hair would stay back. The blond crown of head wasn’t long enough to be pulled into a pony-tail but it was still long enough to get into her eyes if she ran.

Lacey pulled on a pair of old and worn sneakers before jogging out of the common room. Racing down the staircases to the common room Lacey stumbled on a cat that seemed to have appeared from nowhere. Lacey let out a rather loud yelp, her arms wind-milling in the air for a moment but as she didn’t want to step on the cat she still lost her balance. Falling to the floor Lacey looked around worriedly for the cat who seemed to have stuck around and was looking at her curiously. “Did I hurt you, kitty?” Lacey asked a bit worriedly as she reached out her hand towards the cat in an attempt to invite the cat closer to make sure the animal was alright.