Cold

[ameliaprewett]

Mel pursed her lips, she wanted to do something, maybe fly, maybe read maybe sit and relax, but what. She gasped for a breath she had not realised she had been holding. She stood and leaned agaisnt the wall, she relaxed and ran a hand through her hair, she licked her lips gently. She tugged a scarf round her neck, all though she was inside, the castle was still chilly, she had gloves and a wool hat on aswell. She smiled gently to herself. She slid down the wall and sat there, her legs held up to her chest. She held her arms around her calfs. She pulled out a notepad from her bag, and a quill. She started to draw random patterns on the page. She smiled and looked at the pattern she had created. It was quite pretty a small floral design.

[vivaldiblakewood]

Viv was walking down the Third Floor Corridor when she stumbled upon a Hufflepuff. Crouching down, she smiled and asked her "I'm Vivaldi, but you can call me Vivi or Viv. And yours?" Glancing down to the girls hands she noticed that she was holding a notebook, presumably hers, that held a small floral pattern drawn in quil.
She didn't bother waiting for an answer as she sat down, wincing at the chill that passed through her from the cold floor. In under a minute her notepad and a pilot mechanical pencil were out, her hand poised. Slowly she sketched a faint skeletal figure, before drawing on long slender hair with a few curls. The eyes turned out innocent and round, her signature style. Vivaldi shortly smiled before turning back to the Hufflepuff with a small smile.

[bahyia]

Lessons had finally came to an end and Bahyia Rosnier was enjoying some time for herself. She was presently standing in a deserted corridor of the third floor leaning against a pillar with her cheek pressed against the cold marble. However, Bayhia couldn't feel the cold nor the warmth. At school she was labelled as queer mainly because of her perminent blank expression and her choice of clothes. Even on the coldest of days, Pixie could be seen wearing shorts and t shirts. On this particular day she had opted for a short jeans skirt, a black tank top and a piece of black ribbon knotted neatly around her long neck. Her nostrils flared slightly as she caught the sound of two voices. She could have decided to just leave unnoticed, but instead she started moving in the direction of the voices. Less than a second later she stepped out from the shadows and her eyes locked with two figures seated on the ground. Pixie wrinkled her nose and tilted her head to one side, her eyes never blinking or moving away from her target.

[ameliaprewett]

Amelia looked up shocked by the voice, she had been so absorbed in her drawing she had not realised that someone had came and joined her, "My name?" she asked. "Oh, I'm Amelia, I guess you could call me Mia, Mel, Amy or something if you want to" she said, rather pathetically. Amelia lookked at her pattern then turned the page, starting to draw the girl sitting next to her, she skecthed out the short dark hair, but went into more detail for the rest. She would need colour for her hair and eyes but the rest was pretty simple.

She kept looking up and down and back to Vivaldi. Out of the corner of her eye she saw another girl. She gave the girl a smile and then finished her drawing. She put away the notepad. Amelia knew the girl was a gryffindor. "Whats your name, I'm Amelia, and this is Vivaldi" she said with a friendly smile.

[bahyia]

Bahyia was not used to other students speaking to her. They though she was odd, and she didn't blame them. When the Gryffindor addressed her directly and nicely she was so startled that she jumped ever so slightly. Pixie retreated a couple of steps backwards and looked from one girl to the other curiously. Her social skills were close to none and she remained silent for several seconds. Just staring at this two girls seemed normal to her, since she didn't have much friends or common topics to discuss with anyone. She realised she must be making them feel uncomfortable. Therefore in the end she mumbled, "Bahyia..." She let her voice trail away and a passed a hand through her blonde hair. Pixie cleared her throat and smiled at the girls unnaturally. "I'm Bahyia Rosnier. My pleasure Amelia... Vivaldi." Bahyia wondered if she had got the greeting right.

[ameliaprewett]

Amelia gave Bahyia another bright smile, and stood up, the floor getting to cold for her to bear. "Well, nice to meet you Bahyia" she smiled still. Taking a deep breath in, she wondered what to say "So, what year are you in?" she asked sweetly, wondering if she was in the same year as her, she didn't think so as she had not seen Bahyia in any of her lessons, but she may have missed her, who knows. She rubbed at her arms, gently, wishing she'd brought an extra layer, not just the thin black robe with the Hufflepuff crest on it, with her. Mel could feel her lips were beginning to chap, so quickly licked them.