Scribbled Hearts ((Kael))

[Randy Kerr]

“Zack I need the..” Randy gasped from air as she ran from the greenhouse. Her robe had gotten stuck under a pot which crashed and Randy had to clean it up. Zack left before he witnessed all of this. But, with a few spells, the mess was cleaned up easily. Randy smiled expecting to see her best-friend near-by. “Herbology notes.” She frowned as it seemed that Zack had already made his way up to the Common Room. She shook her head slightly. Zack always seemed to be glued to Zack’s hip, but it was getting harder and harder to do with the classes they were both now taking on. Randy was naturally very smart so OWL classes barely bothered her. But, NEWT classes were a different story. She would get terrific marks if she actually tried, but alas, school wasn’t so important to Randy. She just wanted to have fun in live and live for the moment. She barely thought about the future. She was too scared to think about it. Randy was a smarter on the inside than she let on and the only one who really knew was Zack. Yea, of course he knew the happy, care-free side of Randy that everyone knew, but he knew the real side as well. He knew the side that just wanted to find her place in the world. He knew the side that could get scared every now and then. Randy was afraid to share this even with Zack, but somehow, he knew without her saying anything. Randy wondered if she could tell anyone else this one day. Maybe.

Randy eyed the heart she drew on her wrist as she waited for the stairs to shift. Half the class she had spent drawing on her hands and the other class she had spent sound asleep. She couldn’t help it. She could never get to sleep at night. It was that energy thing. Randy never seemed to sit still even though she always needed to. She yawned and shook her head slightly. She had work to do, but she could push that off for a few hours as she always did. “Cute heart.” A little first year said to Randy. Randy smiled brightly. “Thanks Kirby.” She said to the familiar Hufflepuff girl. Kirby reminded Randy so much of herself when she was a first year. Heck. She reminded Randy so much of herself now. Randy couldn’t help that she was young at heart. She would always be that way. She just knew it. Randy eyed Kirby. “Want one?” She asked. The girl nodded fiercely. Randy laughed and pulled out her purple pen she got from a girl at St. Claries. “Wrist please.” Randy commanded. Kirby laughed, held out her wrist, and turned away. She seemed to think it would hurt. “You won’t feel a thing silly.” Randy joked as she place a large, pretty heart on Kirby’s wrist. “There you go girly. Now show it off to everyone you see and say, ‘Love ya bub.’” She laughed. “Just for the heck of it.” Kirby laughed. “You’ve been spending way too much time with me.” Randy announced before shooing Kirby away so that she could annoy Slytherins. Randy laughed to herself. Never a dull moment.

“Zack!” Randy called running into the common room. “Heh?” She announced. No Zack. That was odd. They usually met up after classes. Oh well. He had to be doing something important. Probably an essay or something. Randy shook her head and smiled ot the Hufflepuffs looking at her. Most of them knew the way Randy was and that Zack was her best-friend. Randy was pretty popular just by being herself so it wasn’t hard to know these things about her. Plus, she was just a loud person in general. Finding out things about Randy was kinda simple. She shook her head as she noticed a familiar face scribbling something down in a journal. She darted up to Kael Collins. Not caring what the boy would think. Kael was kind of quiet for a Hufflepuff. Actually, he was just more quiet than the Hufflepuffs Randy knew. “Hey Kael. Seen Zack lately?” She asked while plopping down in the seat next to him. Randy wanted to peer at what he was writing down but she decided to not be nosy. Instead, Randy pulled out her pen and took to writing on her hands again. Zack and Randy BFF. She scribbled. Yea, usually Randy wasn’t this girly, but she was bored. What could she say. Randy looked to Kael waiting for him to say something.

[kael]

Lately it seemed like Lynne was acting weirdly. Not just weird, but weirder than usual. It couldn’t be her synaesthesia, Kael decided silently, because his twin had always come to him with matters regarding her condition. Sometimes it felt like he had it too because he knew every worry that had ever passed through her head concerning her colourful illness and he had gone through everything that the doctor had prescribed for her with her. She had been acting distantly over the summer, but Kael had put that down to missing her friends but being unwilling to invite them over because she had finally realised just how much Kael disliked them. That, he admitted ruefully, had been a ridiculous theory because Lynne had never cared how he felt about her friends before. Her memory for names had gotten worse and she had been calling people by colours rather than names. For her sake, Kael had been relieved that they hadn’t bumped into anyone from Hogwarts. He knew just how wary his sister was of revealing her secret to anyone who didn’t already know. Oddly enough though, seeing anyone from Hogwarts hadn’t been an issue because she had rarely ventured from her room. On the few times he had peeked in to check on her, Kael had seen her sitting at her desk, surrounded by crumpled parchment and broken quills. It was strangely reminiscent of him when he was trying to put something down in words but wasn’t able to.

Kael rubbed his temples, letting his headache take precedence for a moment, before continuing his silent detective work. The ink smeared on his hands had transferred to his face without him noticing. Lynne had continued in such behaviour even after arriving in Hogwarts for the new school year, but had cheered up after a while – after a Hogsmeade day, Kael remembered dimly. It was like she was missing someone or something and then she had found it again. Maybe a reconciliation with one of her old boyfriends? Somehow Kael doubted it. Even though he had avoided details of his sister’s love-life like people would avoid a particularly nasty and contagious disease, he still knew that Lynne had never cared enough for one of her boyfriends for her to sink into such a depression. With a sigh, Kael surrendered and returned to his newest novel in the making. Lynne would tell him whenever she was ready to come to terms with whatever it was. She was old enough to not need him to watch out for her as she once had. A few minutes did not a big age difference make, Kael told himself sternly, forcing himself to pick up the quill and continue. He was grumpy, sarcastic older brother Kael, not protective, hurt Lynne and you die older brother Kael and he had been for years now. He simply wasn’t needed in a protective capacity anymore. His days of glaring menacingly at kids who bullied his sister because she was different to them were over and he felt guilty for the mixture of relief and unhappiness that the idea brought to him. Lynne had spoilt him by letting him protect her for too long and it was difficult to accept that he wasn’t needed.

It had been considerate of Lynne to buy him a new journal to store his stories in though. Despite her weird behaviour, she still acted normally sometimes. A yell brought him out of his thoughts and made him lift his head up, his eyes automatically rolling when he saw who it was. Randy, obviously looking for Zack. The two seemed inseparable sometimes. He had nothing against either of them, but Randy was just too loud sometimes. Kael didn’t like loudness. He wasn’t used to it. Okay, Lynne was admittedly loud, but not around him. She was quieter when it was just the two of them, as if she dropped some sort of mask that she used to protect her secrets. “No. Sorry.” Kael answered without lifting his head again, jotting down a few more words before closing the book and resting it on the table between them. “Didn’t you just have class with him then?” It was a simple guess, based on the fact that they were generally attached to each other without fail. It was actually kind of odd to see Randy without Zack – and bothering him too. Had Aurora forcing him to attend the Halloween party back in October sent out some kind of message to everyone or something? Because Kael was sure that people hadn’t approached him so much before then.

[Randy Kerr]

Randy nodded as she continued to scribble on her wrist. She looked up to Kael every now and then. He wasn’t usually the type to talk to people willingly. Randy knew this but she wasn’t about to accept it. Couldn’t he engage in a simple conversation? That was all Randy was asking for. But really, Randy didn’t care if he liked it or not. She would talk to him and he would have to get over it. After all, they only had a year and so of school left. Randy had the right to get to know this boy that was in her house and year even if he didn’t like it. Randy liked getting to know people. She liked to hear their stories and snippets about there life. However, Randy knew that Kael wasn’t going to be a willing case. Randy would have to force his story out of him if even that. But, Randy was determined to get it. Kael was nearly the opposite of his twin. Lynne was much more outspoken, maybe not as a much as Randy, but of course Randy couldn’t judge this. Nope, only outsiders could and Randy didn’t care what they said. Lynne was a nice girl. Kael however..well Randy would have to work on him. He was no Zack after all.

Randy eyed what Kael was sketching in, but she would refrain to ask him for the time being. She knew he was a writer without him saying so. He was often writing something down in a notepad. Still, Randy didn’t know what types of things he liked to write. Maybe it was an entertaining Fiction novel or something of the sort. Randy wished that Kael was the kind to share his writing with people, but she didn’t think that he would be. Whatever. Randy was still on a quest to know this quiet boy. And she would succeed in it eventually. Randy eyed Kael. “Yea. Herbology.” She said nodding. “But, he disappeared while my robe was having a fight with a pot. Needless to say, the pot won.” She smiled lightly and then rolled her eyes in her normal, meaning-less manner. She looked around the room wondering when Zack would make an appearance. Whatever. Randy didn’t need him by her side all of the time even thought she liked him there. He was her partner and crime and he always would be.

“You don’t happen to take Herbology, do you?” She asked. She couldn’t remember Kael in the class, but she never really focused on anything in that class. Yea, she liked it, but she really only took it because Zack did. Of course, Randy took some classes without Zack, but she wanted to take this one with him just in case they didn’t have many classes together. However, that didn’t seem to be the case this year. “I very much need to borrow someone’s notes..” She said dizzily. Yea, she had fallen asleep and it was her own fault, but Randy wanted a good grade in the subject. “Plus, I’ll have to find twinkle toes eventually.” She laughed and then looked to Kael. She assumed that he wasn’t happy about their little visit, but she didn’t care. He could get over it. She sighed and finally decided to ask him about his work. “So, I have to ask. Whatcha working on? A murder mystery? A comedy? A love story?” Yes, sometimes Randy could be a tad annoying, but she couldn’t help it or rather she wouldn’t. She was who she was and there was no changing her.

[kael]

Kael eyed Randy tolerantly. Okay, so he hadn’t planned on having company – there was always the chance that Aurora or Harmony would come over to talk to him or that Lynne would trick him into telling her the password to the common room so that she could bother him for a while – but so far she wasn’t bothering him. He had wanted more time to work on his novel before being bothered but that was okay. After all, he had managed to finish his homework, some of it, and start writing before Randy had bounced in and decided to torment him with her overly-talkative presence. He did quite miss the times when he would be left alone, to work peacefully and undisturbed, but it seemed that he would have to reflect on those times mournfully rather than ever experiencing them again. If it wasn’t his troublesome twin bothering him – whether it was directly or indirectly didn’t really matter – then it was Aurora or Harmony – not that they really bothered him because he had warmed up to them after a while even if he hadn’t actually shown it in any way so poor Harmony was probably still eyeing him warily and wondering why she was unlucky enough to get assigned to him. And if neither of those girls were interested in bothering him then Randy would volunteer, apparently. Maybe he should consider avoiding the common room.

“No, I don’t take Herbology. I have a free period when you have it, hence me being in the common room and catching up on homework. Plants don’t like me very much. One of them tried to kill me back in second year.” That was one memory he could have done without reliving, Kael smiled to himself grimly. He’d been sentenced to a detention in the greenhouses with Lynne and she had been messing around with the plants, not expecting that one would desire vengeance. How the idiotic plant had managed to confuse him and Lynne, Kael wasn’t quite sure, but it had tried to kill him rather than Lynne. Maybe it had a soft spot for females since Professor Sprout was female, Kael theorised dryly. Then again, Randy didn’t seem to have much luck with the greenhouses either, a fact that made him look at her with a little less annoyance. Anyone targeted by the greenhouses or the plants residing inside would have his sympathy.

Thoughts and ideas were passing through his mind, making his fingers itch to reach out and grab his notebook and scribble them down before he forgot them again. Hey, it happened more often than people thought. Well, the people who actually knew or had figured out that he wasn’t just writing random things in his precious notebook. “You should take your own notes.” Kael waved his quill at her reprovingly. His eyes shuttered when Randy asked him about his notebook, or rather the contents of it. People weren’t interested in him or in his stories. It just didn’t happen. They flocked around Lynne and basked in her cheerful nature and praised her cooking (but only those rare few who had actually bothered to learn that she was more than a pretty girl with a wide smile). “It’s a murder mystery and a fantasy.” Kael answered warily, fighting back the urge to grab his notebook so that Randy couldn’t flick through it and criticise. She just seemed like the type to read it without permission if the idea interested her.