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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 16:22:16 GMT
Cilla stood, completely lost and alone, in the middle of the Entrance Hall.
Her shoulders were hunched slightly, one hand clasping the hilt of the knife in her pocket, the other wrapped protectively over her body and clinging to the opposite shoulder.
People made her nervous.
And there were many people here.
Many many people.
Any of them might want to hurt her, any of them could hurt her, and she might not be able to stop it. At this thought, her fist closed tighter, to the point of pain, on the handle.
She hated being with people.
They made her nervous.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 11, 2007 16:38:28 GMT
Angel skipped around the Entrance Hall. She was looking for new students to talk to. "La la la la la la, sing a happy song," she sang quietly. She stopped in front of an interesting looking girl and smiled. "Hi," she said. "Name's Angel."
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 16:40:15 GMT
Cilla looked at her the other girl for a long moment, taking her in, wondering whether to reply or just stay silent in the hope that she might go away.
Did people not understand they made her nervous?
Eventually, she resolved to speak, although her voice was hoarse from not using it, "Cilla." She replied.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 11, 2007 16:43:19 GMT
"Nice name," Angel smiled. "So... What house are you in?"
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 16:46:44 GMT
She shook her head slightly to the 'nice name' comment.
She knew her name was anything but nice.
It was stupid like the rest of the families and it reminded her of them and she hated it.
In answer to Angel's question, she pointed to the green emblem on the front of her robes, denoting Slytherin.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 11, 2007 16:53:25 GMT
Angel shrugged. "Meh, wish I could say nice house but I can't. What year?"
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 16:54:11 GMT
"Seventh," She said hoarsely, then decided that although politeness often eluded her she might as well try it, "You?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 11, 2007 17:01:41 GMT
"Same," she replied, smiling. "Would you like someone to show you around? You are new, aren't you?"
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 17:23:42 GMT
She nodded, once, twice, then stopped.
She was new.
Very new.
Not to just to school, but to the world.
She'd never left the estate before.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 11, 2007 17:26:08 GMT
"Well, would you like me to show you? It doesn't have to be right now but whenever you want to," she said, smiling warmly.
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 17:28:49 GMT
Cilla watched her, trying to discern whether the offer was genuine or a trick or a trap.
She was armed if it was a trap.
She'd come to no harm.
"Yes, thank you," She nodded eventually. "Whenever is convenient."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 12, 2007 13:46:36 GMT
"We can go whenever you feel like going," Angel told her, still smiling warmly.
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 13, 2007 10:08:46 GMT
"Now?" Cilla suggested.
The sooner she knew the area the better in her opinion.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 13, 2007 10:58:08 GMT
"Sounds good. I have nothing else to do."
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 14, 2007 10:47:01 GMT
She nods, slinging her bag up over her shoulder a little more and keeping a tight grip on the strap, her other hand still in her pocket.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 20, 2007 10:50:48 GMT
"Where would you like to go first? Lake? Room of Requirement? Classrooms? Your common room?"
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 21, 2007 10:30:46 GMT
"I don't-...wherever you think."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 21, 2007 10:34:28 GMT
"We should start at your common room really, then the classrooms and then the grounds..." Angel said, nodding her head.
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 23, 2007 9:28:35 GMT
"Okay," She says, "Which way?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 23, 2007 14:40:32 GMT
"This way!" Angel smiled, walking in the direction she pointed in.
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 24, 2007 10:26:53 GMT
Cill arched an amused eyebrow in spite of herself and followed her, "Are you always this friendly?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 25, 2007 12:07:33 GMT
"Yep..." Angel laughed, turning around slightly. "Except to first years... And fourth years..."
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Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 26, 2007 10:58:06 GMT
"Why are they an exception?" She smiled very slightly, arching an eyebrow.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 30, 2007 9:55:32 GMT
"Because they are younger and such fun to prank..." Angel shrugged, smiling.
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