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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 17:50:24 GMT
"Are you always so fidgety?" She asked after a moment, watching him.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 17:54:08 GMT
I laugh slightly, shaking my head as a twirl a completed grass-knot in my fingers. "Yes, just a little. And for the love of Merlin never startle me."
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 18:02:21 GMT
She laughed, "I'll bear that in mind."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 18:07:51 GMT
I nod. "So... any siblings besides the brother? And what house are you in, out of curiosity?" I ask as I continue twirling the knotted grass.
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 18:11:00 GMT
"I'm a graduated Slytherin," She told him, "And I have my brother, he's a graduated Gryffindor, Jonny. And a little sister, Anna, she's in Slytherin now, sixth year."
"How about you? Any siblings besides the sister? And house?"
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 18:18:46 GMT
I nod, falter slightly over the sibling question, and nod again. "Seventh year Slytherin... got a sixth year Hufflepuff sister, she's the one who hates me. And...." I try to swallow, hating how my throat closes up whenever I think of Trisha. "A-a-and... an older Squib sister," I finish, staring at the knot in my hands. "Or at least I thought she was a Squib..." I say slowly, suddenly wondering what, in that case, she was doing in a Wizarding pub. "For that matter, thought she was dead, so...." I shrug, forcing myself to look up.
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 18:24:23 GMT
"Oh," Rose said after a moment, twisting her hands together anxiously without realising she was doing it, not sure if it was allowed for her to pry or not, "Do you want to talk about any of it...or...?"
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 20:19:36 GMT
I shrug and shake my head. "No, not really. Sorry... for bringing it up and all. You probably didn't want to hear that." I smile slightly.
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 20:22:07 GMT
"Well, I didn't want to not not hear it. So, it's okay. It sometimes feels better to get things off your chest, I suppose," She shrugged with a slight smile.
Yeah, and you're one to talk about that Rosie.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 20:28:32 GMT
I nod, then raise my eyebrows at her. "Anything else that you'd like to vent about, then?" I ask. "You know... returning the favor and all?"
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 20:32:54 GMT
"If you really wouldn't mind me venting..." She looks sideways at him, "Bearing in mind it's all pathetic things that normal people shouldn't worry about and you probably don't want to know and will just make you feel awkward because there's really nothing you could do to help."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 20:54:16 GMT
"At the very least I might help you keep your sanity, right?" I shrug. "And you never know... I may have run across another less-than-normal person with similar problems."
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 20:59:48 GMT
"You might have indeed, well, here goes," She shrugged, taking a breath before she started on some sort of subconscious urge to, "Well, being a pure blood and having a somewhat nasty pure blood family, I'm engaged to a more than somewhat nasty pure blood. This in itself is bad because I really do not like let alone love this person and am therefore not the biggest fan of the idea of marrying him. But of course, there's also Jack. Jack who I've known most of my life and also happen to be in love with. And...well, I think that's about it."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 21:06:39 GMT
I raise my eyebrows briefly and nod, frowning slightly. "And that's the thing you don't want to disappoint your parents on?" I shake my head. "Pardon me for saying so, but if you go and get married to some piece of scum when you're in love with someone else just because your 'somewhat nasty' family wants you to... then you're an incredible idiot and rather deserve what you get."
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 21:13:00 GMT
"I'd be an idiot not too, it's not just about not disappointing my family," She shook her head, "You have not met Callum. Callum is-...you wouldn't want to meet Callum."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 21:22:01 GMT
I frown deeper at that and nod slowly. "I see.... And there's no one you can turn to? No one who can help?" I ask, not sure why I'm bothered by the idea. Because it could have been your sisters if they hadn't been disowned?
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 21:27:47 GMT
"I don't know, I could just clear off, make a big scene so they wouldn't want me back. But Cal would be mad, and my family would hate me. And I don't know," She shrugged slightly.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 21:36:43 GMT
I nod. "Hadn't you better risk it though? I mean... that's a pretty big thing. How bad would it be if your family hated you?"
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 21:42:31 GMT
"I don't know," She answered honestly, "I really don't. But what if, what if I risk it all for nothing?" What if Jack doesn't want me anymore?
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 21:52:26 GMT
"And how can it possibly be nothing?" I ask, shaking my head in disbelief. "At the very least, you won't have to marry someone who is apparently a nasty piece of work, even if your family hates you. Even... even if you were to lose all your memories and have to start all over again, at least you wouldn't have that, right?"
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 21:57:27 GMT
"I'd feel weak. Other women do it, just grin and bear it and go through with it, so why shouldn't I be able to? Why should it be that backs down?" She shakes her head, knowing she was being stupid, "I'm just scared, I suppose."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 22:03:20 GMT
I shake my head. "Being scared is understandable... but I don't really think that going through with it is the better way to be." I unconsciously start rubbing my left arm again, then notice and quickly stop.
You're not really talking about arranged marriages are you?
I shrug at the voice in my head. I'm talking about being forced into anything that's remotely inhuman.
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 22:07:28 GMT
She nodded slightly, watching the gesture but still not commenting, "Then what is the best way to be? I can't handle being on my own, and I would be, without my family. I can't do it."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 22:11:02 GMT
I sigh slightly frustratedly and shrug, shaking my head. "I don't know... I really don't," I shrug. "All I've got is my own experience saying you'd likely regret it. And even if it's really really hard, you'd probably not regret not going through with it." I shrug again.
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 22:20:50 GMT
She nodded slightly, knowing she was frustrating him and deciding not to argue back anymore. Frustrating people never led to good things.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 22:25:32 GMT
I grimace slightly, picking up all of my grass-knots one by one and ripping them cleanly in half.
"I'm sorry if you didn't... want my advice," I say after a bit. "But I don't especially like the idea of anyone being forced into something like that. From my own experience and what I've seen, most people are better off for breaking away than their counterparts who just give in." I shrug again.
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 22:29:13 GMT
"No, it's alright. I just annoy people sometimes," She smiled weakly, then nodded again, "Yes, I understand. I just-..." am too pathetic/weak, take your pick. She stopped and shrugged, "But thank you."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 22:32:29 GMT
I nod, continuing to build up the pile of decapitated grass-knots.
Just as long as you take my advice then... not that I actually care. Right?
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Post by Rose Eden on Nov 3, 2007 22:33:40 GMT
She watched the pile of shredded grass grow, before asking eventually more to break the silence than anything, "Do you have a vendetta against grass?"
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 3, 2007 22:38:19 GMT
I let out a burst of laughter and quickly stifle it, shaking my head. "Not exactly. Just... channeling my destructive tendencies into something other than torturing animals." I shrug. "And I can't stay still."
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