Broken Bribes ((Dixie))

[Sierra Greene S6]

Sierra pushed her way through the crowd that moved from the Great Hall. Lunch had just ended, and many students were on their way to their next classes. Sierra was on her way to the dungeons. She didn't have another class, so she decided she would just go to her room and possibly take a nap. It had been an early morning, and having History of Magic made her even more tired.

As she weaved through the other students, Sierra shifted the package that was tucked under her arm from side to side, so not to break what was inside. It had been a gift that had a letter attached from her parents. The contents were a set of fine, glass ink pots- not one of their best gift choices Sierra thought. She realized the main reason they sent gifts though was because they felt guilty for always traveling and not being at home, even when Sierra and Adam were not at school. She did enjoy most of the gifts though, especially when they were expensive jewelery and such.

Just as Sierra entered the common room, two boys rushed past her out the door, knocking her back and causing her to drop the package. When the box made contact with the ground, it remained closed, but the sound of breaking glass could be heard. "Watch where you're going!" Sierra turned and shouted toward the boys who wee long-gone by that time. "Ugh. Boys," she vented aloud to herself. Bending down, she opened the bow to see shards of glass scattered among the crumbled up pieces of newspaper. Annoyed, Sierra closed the box back up and took it to the closest trash can, throwing it in with a noisy crash. She brushed the dust from her knees and turned with a scowl. She wasn't as upset about the broken gift as much as she was about the carelessness of the boys.

Angry and ready to just get to her room, Sierra barely noticed that there was an older girl sitting alone on the one couch against the far wall. Sierra took the time to see who she was, instantly recognizing that it was the girl that Adam had been hanging out with lately. "Hey Dixie," she greeted as she approached the girl. She was sure that she still appeared rather perturbed, but surely Dixie had noticed the whole incident and would understand Sierra's frustration.

"Waiting for Adam?" she asked, taking a seat on a chair close to Dixie's couch. "He's normally always on time," she added. Sierra had never formally met Dixie before, but it felt like she had. All Adam seemed to want to talk about when she saw him was Dixie, Dixie, Dixie. Sierra doubted Dixie knew as much about her, but it didn't bother Sierra much.

[Dixie Holden-Greene]

"I am the wisest woman you've ever met, I'm the kindest soul with whom you connected." Dixie stared into space after muttering the words to a song she had heard years ago. It was, for some reason, stuck in her head and she figured the only way to get it out would be to whisper it into the emptiness of the common room. Or perhaps she just wanted to say something to break the silence that engulfed her. Whatever the reason, she had said it and now the silence was back. She wasn't quite sure what she was doing out in the common room, she would probably feel much more comfortable in her dorm, but Dixie figured she had been in there for hours already, so she should probably get out. It was just a bonus that the common room had been empty

Sighing, Dixie was about to stand and move into her dorm when two boys ran past and knocked her back into the seat. Anger flashed quickly in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by slight amusement as the two boys ran into a younger girl and something was broken. The amusment left her eyes as the girl seemed quite aggravated. Dixie sat back in her chair, her head leaning against the back of it, her eyes closed. She didn't open them again until she heard her name being called. "Hmm?" She hadn't bothered to reply until the girl asked if she were waiting for Adam. Dixie's head tilted to the side and she sat up a little, "Actually, no. I was enjoying the quiet until the circus blew through." She smiled softly and tucked some of her brown hair behind her ear. "Did they break something valuable? It's easily fixed if you wish it to be." Dixie didn't need the girl to tell her name. She knew it was Sierra, not merely by her mention of Adam, but because no other second year would approach her. Padme, definitely would, but that was about it.

Without waiting for Sierra's response, she pulled out her wand and flicked it while muttering the spell. The broken package appeared on her lap, she didn't open it, but with another flick the sounds of glass being repaired filled the small area in which Dixie and Sierra were sitting. Tucking her wand away again, she handed the box to Sierra gently and waited for a response, negative or positive.

[Sierra Greene S6]

Sierra couldn't help but grin and roll her eyes at Dixie's mention of the circus. She was bout to give an answer about the broken gift, but Dixie had already summoned it to her lap and proceeded to fix the broken pots. "Thanks," she said, "But you didn't have to fix them." She gave a grim look and shrugged. "Just another peace offering from my parents. I'm sure Adam's told you all about how that works by now. They feel guilty for being terrible parents and think that sending us gifts will make it all better. They were rather ugly if you ask me," she said, meaning the ink pots. Her voice still held a bit of bitterness that she quickly tried to get rid of so that Dixie didn't think she was some whiny brat.

"So it's nice to finally meet you," she said, figuring that Dixie surely had at least figured out who she was by now, even if it wasn't spoken between them. "Adam only has nice things to say about you, even if you are a Queen," she said, adding the last part simply to see what Dixie's response might be. In a way, Sierra was 'testing' Dixie, as subtle as it might be. She knew it was a silly thing to do, since she thought Adam had good judgment anyways, but it was just her natural instinct, no matter who she talked to. She liked to try and discover things about people without them really knowing that she was analyzing them on such a deep level. So far at least, Dixie had been everything Adam described her to be.

[Dixie Holden-Greene]

Dixie raised an eyebrow, "I can always break them again, it's as simple as fixing it. But I wouldn't, if I were you. They are rather useful, I'm sure, and one can always do with useful things no matter how ugly they are or how ungrateful we are to receive them." Her eyes brightened slightly with amusement. She wondered if Sierra realized she was just being difficult and being Dixie or if she thought the older girl was being completely rude to her and sending a secret message that she thought she was spoiled. Of course, Dixie didn't think anything of the sort. Not because Sierra was Adam's younger sister, but because she didn't seem to be spoilt. Just seriously misunderstood.. like Dixie. She held her gaze on Sierra a moment longer and then looked down before saying, "I understand how that is all too well. Only, my parents never bothered to send me or give me anything. It was always..'this is the way it is and you deal with it' at my house." She looked back up and shrugged. She didn't feel like pouring her life story out to Sierra. Pouring it out to Adam was hard enough, and she trusted him.

Smiling dimly in response to Sierra's saying it was nice to finally meet, Dixie wondered if that were so. She never did well with meeting anyone, especially if it happened to be the younger sibling of the only guy, hell the only person, Dixie trusted. She had zoned out slightly, but she was jerked back into the conversation when she heard Sierra say Adam only had nice things to say about her. First happiness crossed her eyes and then anger at what Sierra said next, "I hate when people do that." She muttered, looking away and staring at a portrait on the wall before turning her gaze back on Sierra, "Just because I'm a Queen, I don't have to be so inhuman that I can't be nice. People seem to put me into the normal category of Queen and honestly, it makes me want to show them what being a Queen really is."