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Post by Tadd Levingstein on Nov 22, 2008 11:02:15 GMT -5
Tadd had been watching the boy too, he was known for not liking Gryffindors, thinking they were the bad eggs, where slytherins were nice. He looked up when Tristian mentioned something. And turned his head looking the boy directly in the eye. "Creeeeepy." He whispered to Tristian knowing Emmie was nice to everyone and didn't want to upset her.
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Emmie Damselfly
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Post by Emmie Damselfly on Nov 22, 2008 16:19:04 GMT -5
Emmie smiled to Tristan then peeked out of the corner of her eye to see the boy. "He is probably bored, I think I saw him over at his table alone." Despite his efforts she heard Tadd's remark and nudged him softly laughing. "Very, maybe he has a crush on you Tadd. Maybe I should go ask him." She started to stand, wondering if Tadd or Tristian would stop her. No matter what she planned on inviting him to join, maybe then he wouldn't seem so creepy.
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Tristan McGadey
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Post by Tristan McGadey on Nov 22, 2008 17:03:17 GMT -5
Tristan's face remained down at his plate as he eyed Emmie as she started to rise but he didn't stop her. It wasn't his place. That was Tadd's. He did however comment in a low voice, "Are Ravenclaws even allowed to sit here? Ah mean, there is a reason tha' et's called the Gryffindor table..."
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Emmie Damselfly
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Post by Emmie Damselfly on Nov 22, 2008 17:16:11 GMT -5
Emmie stopped for a moment. "I don't know, but I don't see why not. I at least want to go introduce myself to the boy. And maybe ask why he decided to come and watch us. Or should I just smile like a sweet little girl at him." She had a large smile on her face. It was ment to be a joke and she hoped they would take it that way. "I heard flirting is the best way to make friends." She waited for a moment to see Tadd's face then smiled at him reassuringly. "Only kidding. No flirty." She kissed Tadd on the cheek then stood and walked towards the boy. "Hey there. Couldn't help but to notice you, so I thought I would step out of my bubble and introduce myself. I'm Emmie Damselfly. It is different to see a Ravenclaw this close to the table. We were dicussing if other houses were allowed to sit at another houses table." She smiled, blabbering away with her hand outstreched. This was not a normal action for Emmie. She forgot herself until she was up in front of the boy. She always seemed braver around Tadd, but she didn't fully understand why.
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Tristan McGadey
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Post by Tristan McGadey on Nov 22, 2008 17:20:42 GMT -5
Tristan smiled slightly but still kept his attention on his food. He only lifted his face a little when he noticed that Emmie was walking towards the boy. A palm slapped his forehead as she told him everything they had been talking about. "Oi......" was his only comment. He returned to his food, still hungry.
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Post by Tadd Levingstein on Nov 22, 2008 19:23:12 GMT -5
Tadd watched Emmie stand, a surprised look on his face. He didn't really want some random guy sitting with them, what was he like 12? A third or fourth year he presumed, he watched Emmie tell him basically that he was being a creeper staring far away and might as well join us and get an upclose veiw, but he laughed at Tristians reaction. He knew he couldn't stop Emmie from doing whatever she wanted, so he just sat and watched laughing. He knew no one would care if a raveclaw sat down here, especially this early in the morning with no one around, it was only dinners that were important, but he didn't say anything letting them decide on there own. He watched them talk and bit deep into more food, still hungry even after this long while. He decided he didn't really care that much, because he had to head to class and wanted to spend the morning with Emmie, no matter if there was a random guest with them. He waved Emmie and the boy over.
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Post by james3260 on Nov 23, 2008 0:33:51 GMT -5
Nick can't help but study his shoes for an instant; a kind of instinctive response to having somebody, anybody speak to him. When he looks up, he speaks in what he hopes is a convincingly non-nervous tone.
"I'm Nick d'Artagnan, fourth year ... it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Damselfly." He smiles, trying to compensate for his foolish lurking. "I swear I'm not up to anything ... I just have a penchant for doing stupid things. Sorry to be an inconvenience," the words tripping over one another.
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Emmie Damselfly
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Post by Emmie Damselfly on Nov 23, 2008 1:18:26 GMT -5
Emmie laughed. "No worries. Just thought that you might like to put at least one name to a face. I think, yes you are in one of my classes. I remember that now. I knew I had seen you before. Do you want to finish eating with us?" She had seen Tadd wave them over and smiled. "Looks like you got two invites. Come on." She smiled sweetly at her. Almost bouncing to take a seat next to Tadd again.
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Tristan McGadey
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Post by Tristan McGadey on Nov 23, 2008 1:18:57 GMT -5
Tristan looked up at Tadd as he began to laugh. For some reason Tadd's laughing helped ease Tristan's mood about the new guy. 'Eh, Ah migh' be makin' more out o' thus than Ah should be,' he thought. But then he sighed a little and thought, 'Alhtough....Ah was always told ta' keep a watchful eye all around meh. But even ef he does try ta' pull somethin' fancy, Ah'll take 'im down faster than he can say 'Soomone's shite en the haggus.' ' He looked back down at his plate for an instant in order to stab another sausage link with his silver fork and then looked back over at Emmie and the new kid as he ate it.
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Post by james3260 on Nov 23, 2008 4:16:29 GMT -5
Before walking over, Nick mutters "Accio," Summoning his plate; after all, it would be extremely rude to steal a plate from the Gryffindors. Holding the plate in one hand, he makes his way over to a vacant seat near the three-member group, nodding hello to the two male Gryffindors with a small but genuine smile.
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Emmie Damselfly
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Post by Emmie Damselfly on Nov 24, 2008 1:22:57 GMT -5
Emmie was happy Nic was sitting with them. "Tadd, Tristan, this is Nicholas. He is a fourth year and will be joining us." She turned to Nic and smiled sweetly. "It was sweet of you to bring your own plate. That might help matters, though I don't think it's that big of a deal. So, where are you from anyways, and can I call you Nic, or do you prefer just Nicholas?" She looked to Tadd wondering if they would be able to hang out that day. She did miss his company. Then looked back to Nic to hear his reply
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Post by james3260 on Nov 24, 2008 5:49:14 GMT -5
"Where am I from ... ? Well, in general, Australia, specifically Queensland, more specifically Brisbane City ... currently living in London to attend Hogwarts, Dad works for a bunch of Brits at the Ministry and Mum works for a bunch of Aussies at the Times ... interesting life." Nick smiles. "You? Also, just 'Nick' will do fine."
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Post by Tadd Levingstein on Nov 24, 2008 15:48:04 GMT -5
Tadd looked at Nick. "I'm from Australia too." He looked down at his red plate, and over at Nicks blue, still hungry he dug in again. It seemed like the food was going right through him. "I moved to England when my parents died. I live with the grands when im not at hogwarts." Tadd said still chewing on a muffin.
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Tristan McGadey
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Post by Tristan McGadey on Nov 24, 2008 16:15:07 GMT -5
Tristan still eyed the newcomer suspiciously as he sat down. He was often weary of newcomers who gave him odd feelings. Once his trust was tarnished, it was often difficult to gain back in full. But as of yet, the new kid hadn't done anything wrong to do such a thing. Tristan gave him a nod as he sat down. "The name's Tristan," he said. "Ah'm from Galway, Ireland." He looked the new kid up and down once before returning to his food as Tadd had done.
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Post by gavin on Nov 24, 2008 20:36:01 GMT -5
Gavin walked by seeing Tadd. He looked up and down at the boy across from him, the small boy standing and the girl sitting next to him.
"Who's that pretty boy? Your boyfriend?" Gavin said pointing to the taller gryffindor.
He loved to mess with Aubreys brothers but was really looking for her. He smacked Tadd across the backside of his head, waiting for him to turn around.
"Hey numbnuts, wheres your sister?"
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