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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 27, 2007 0:53:27 GMT
I eye my butterbeer, not making an effort to actually drink it.
I was still trembling from my little encounter with..him.
He's suppose to be dead.
I shake my head, playing with my locket,"Come on Madds, be strong." I whisper.
Jack and Charlie's voices float back into my head.
Your only as strong as the drinks you mix, the tables you dance on, and the family you love, that's gonna be our family motto.
Why does that have to be our motto?
'Cos I said so twatfeatures, and it has some connection with each one of us.
Oh how's that?
Easy,just listen, 'Your only as strong as the drinks you mix,' Mini-Madds?
As the tables you dance on.
Good girl, Charlie?
And as the family you love.
You all got it now.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Sept 29, 2007 23:10:01 GMT
Okay, debut of the new Arden, part two, I think as I walk nervously into the Three Broomsticks, trying not to think about the last time I was here. No more moping, no self-pity. You are lucky and you know it. So you will listen to others instead of yourself and - I falter slightly, seeing a familiar face and automatically trying to categorize it as enemy or friend, unable to do either.
And be a better person, I finish, moving toward her table. "Maddie? Madeline Speare?" I say cautiously, noting how upset she looks. "You okay?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 30, 2007 3:51:12 GMT
I look up, breaking away from my memory hearing my name,"Huh?" I spot a Hufflepuff girl standing next to me, Arden, that was her name,"Oh, hey." I nod, not really all there.
"What? Oh, yeah I'm okay, I guess, been better, been worse."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Sept 30, 2007 17:25:13 GMT
I nod. Everyone says that, usually when things are pretty bad.
"Any examples?" I ask with a wry smile. "Or do you want me to leave you alone?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 30, 2007 22:31:25 GMT
"No, I really shouldn't be on my own right now." I mutter shaking my head.
God knows the family starts freaking out now thinking I'll try and top myself again.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 1, 2007 18:58:14 GMT
I nod, and hesitantly sit down across from her, tilting my head. "How come?" I ask softly, hoping I'm not being nosy.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 3, 2007 0:31:02 GMT
"Need to sort things out in my head," I answer,"And really can't do that with everthing in my life, the boyfriend, the three cousins, the boyfriend's brother and 'daughter', cousin's son, three pregant friends," I sigh running a hand through my hair,"Yeah, I need to sort out a lot of things really."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 3, 2007 2:55:02 GMT
"Mm," I nod, twisting my mouth sympathetically. "Ranting to a stranger sometimes helps, if you like. I won't even charge you more than half a galleon per hour." I smile slightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 1:37:29 GMT
I scoff without really meaning too,"I don't like ranting to people, not even my cousin Jack and he's one of those muggle psychologists."I shrug curling my finger over the top of my butterbeer,"My burden, my problem. Sorry."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 1:42:40 GMT
I shrug. "You're apologizing for not ranting to me?" I smile a little bemusedly. "You're the one I'm trying to help, not the other way around." I frown, then shrug. That didn't come out quite the way I meant.... You want to talk about something else then? Or be left alone?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 1:50:27 GMT
"Yeah guess so." I smile slightly,"My cousins think I shouldn't be left alone actually, or I'll try topping myself again," I mutter absently pulling my sleeve down, showing her the raw needle marks in my arm.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 1:53:15 GMT
I wince at the sight of the needle marks, staring at them for maybe a little too long before looking up at her face. "Are you likely to?" I ask quietly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 1:58:56 GMT
"No," I reply honestly, pushing my sleeve,"Promised I wouldn't. I stick to my promises."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 2:02:14 GMT
I nod repeatedly. "Good. That's... good." I shrug. "You've probably been asked this a lot, but why did you do it? Just the general life-falling-apart thing or...." I tilt my head in sort of a shrug.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 2:07:47 GMT
"You sound like my boyfriend, he says good a lot." I laugh slightly, then stop.
Why'd you do it? Ian's voice replays in my head.
"It's...-It's complicated." I say quietly after a moment.
What's so complicated?
Your son, who you were finally looking forward to having after bitching about it for two months, is dead.
You've cheated on your boyfriend, twice.
You've stopped eating, which is causing your family to freak out.
Someone who you thought was dead isn't and is out seeking revenge.
Oh and how could I forget, your taking orders from 'You-Know-Who' and killing innocent people.
Congratulations, your now a fucking death eater.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 2:11:04 GMT
I nod, looking down at the table. "Sorry... didn't mean to bring anything up."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 22:24:19 GMT
"No, it's fine." I mumble,"It's better if I talk about it, well that's what Jack says anyways."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 23:12:45 GMT
"Probably true," I nod. "Especially if he's a muggle psychiatrist... though if you ask me he faked the papers." I smile a little bemusedly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 23:19:21 GMT
I force a slight laugh, shaking my head,"Nope. He's the real deal. Got the training and everything, he's really good at it too. He's smarter then he lets on is all."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 23:22:35 GMT
"Ah..." I nod. "Wouldn't be too hard... met him sticking his fingers in an owl cage." I shake my head and then notice how forced her laugh sounded. "But anyway... back to you."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 23:38:00 GMT
"Yeah, he's just got a short attention span, the size of a gnat." I shake my head back and forth,"No, not back to me,"
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 23:42:27 GMT
"Wasn't that the point?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. Then I shrug. "Didn't seem too bad... or too flighty. Doesn't like some aunt of yours who has a devil dog."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 23:48:19 GMT
"Yeah, just not good at opening up to people is all." I shrug,"Yeah well you must have caught him on a good day then, oh yeah Aunt Viv evil hag. Rather not talk about her," I frown.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 4, 2007 23:52:38 GMT
"So I gathered from his descriptions," I nod. "And you have to talk to someone, or apparently you explode. Embarrassingly. In front of random strangers while kicking a rundown shack."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 23:55:41 GMT
"Yeah, she's not a favourite among us." I mutter,"Yeah, Jack said something about keeping things in, and I'm guessing that's happened to you?"
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 5, 2007 0:04:08 GMT
I laugh and shake my head. "No, friend of mine." And then I grimace slightly. "All I ever did was wind up in the Entrance Hall sobbing uncontrollably with a wand pointed at my head." I look at the table - hadn't meant to mention anything about me, but maybe it'll help somehow anyway.
I cough. "So... anyway, he's right. You shouldn't keep things in."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 0:06:18 GMT
"Oh, must have been bad." I frown slightly,"Wow, that's just, wow." I say for a better lack of words,"I know, I know he's right, it's just...-hard."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 5, 2007 0:11:19 GMT
I nod, although I've never really had a problem keeping my mouth shut about anything, personal problem or not. "Slythy kid named Volkaric informed me that I didn't want to die. Didn't quite believe him then, but pretty soon I did. I just... don't like the thought of other people feeling like that."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 0:17:23 GMT
"Lot of people feel that way," I mutter.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Oct 5, 2007 0:20:20 GMT
"So I'll get to them later," I shrug, smiling slightly. "But you're my first client."
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