porcelain // steel

Ludovica let out a small chuckle at her words before responding with a casual shrug. “Oh, I have no idea, Adelaide. I don’t know who you are and what you can do.” And that, she did want to find out. “In my head, you’re still this mysterious transfer student who got pranked one night.”

           “No one is quite as lucky as me to be known as that,” Adelaide replied and she studied the other girl for a moment. She didn’t take well to curiosity. “Well, I won’t stop you from asking questions.”

Blair had merely been taking in the atmosphere of the carnival when she noticed the other. “Me? Oh, uh, sure,” she said with a shrug. She wasn’t afraid of haunted houses, per se, but she did spook easily at jump scares. 

         Adelaide looked to the other, a little amused. “Are you sure you’re sure,” she asked curiously.

   A laugh escaped his lips, he wasn’t someone who couldn’t handle loud noises. He did have younger siblings after all and growing up, there was rarely any peace and quiet. “You got a deal.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” Katherine replied, sending the girl a smile. “I’ve been wanting to go in anyway.”

        “Thank Merlin, finally,” Adelaide chuckled unable to stop herself. “You’re my new favorite person.”

“And what a lovely flapper you are indeed, the lovliest I’ve ever seen,” he complimented. Granted he had never met a flapper but he was taking his Indie role to heart for a bit. “You’d make a great leading lady.”

           Placing her hand on her hip, she smirked. “Well, denying that I’m dealing with a crippling economy and budding alcoholism, it’s the perfect combination of undeniable beauty. Plus a lot of sparkles,” She snorted. “Screw leading lady, I’m the hero, Indiana Jones.”

“Oh, I’m not sure,” Bryony said, looking at the ground. She may have been dressed like a hero, but she wasn’t one. “I-I’m kind of a wimp when it comes to scary movies and stuff.”

        “Oh come on,” Adelaide hummed. “It’s easier when you remember they’re not actually monsters. And plus, this school is technically a haunted house itself. And you brave your way through the halls every day.”

Spotting the now somewhat familiar brunette Noah made his way over towards her, stopping a bit a ways away from her and tilting his Indiana Jones hat up to get a good look at her. “What’s your costume supposed to be? Don’t get me wrong, I think you’d honestly look good in anything. Just want to know what I can thank for giving you the idea for it.”

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         Adelaide leaned against one of the tables as she watched other students play the carnival games while enjoying the tip of her sugar quill when she heard Noah’s voice. She arched a brow and turned to him. “Why, I’m a flapper, Indie, can’t you tell?”

    He had been watching the rides for a moment now. He was in awe at how this was event possible but he knew a night of no stress and fun would do him some good. He was watching the zipper. “I’ll go if you go with me.”

   “Sorry, I’m not trying to stare, I’m just trying to figure out what your costume is exactly.” Alyx liked seeing people dress up. It was something they had always enjoyed to do when they were younger and they were defiantly not going to miss this party. “I like it.” They smiled slightly at the other person. 

@adalheide

Their last encounter hadn’t satisfied Ludovica’s curiosity about the other, so when she did see Adelaide again, she approached her. At the very least she once again got the other alone. “Glad to see that you’re not wet or half-naked this time.”

           The other girl was correct, Adelaide was no longer naked but that afternoon was dressed in a pair of black, high-waist trousers with her emerald green jumper only tucked in partially. She glanced at Ludovica and simply nodded. “It’s a miracle,” she said. “Can I help you with something?”

He thought things over. Normally he would have researched her before confronting her, wanting to know just what he was getting himself into. But since this was a last minute assignment he was a little unprepared. Which he didn’t like at all. Though in this particular instance it didn’t take long for him to figure out. “Given that your surname is Gallerani, I’m assuming it’s the one of Cecilia Gallerani?”

         Her nose wrinkled but she laughed anyway. “I told you it was silly. I should have tried it on someone not quite as clever, or someone who clearly remembers my full name.” She shrugged. “But you are correct.”

He stopped at the large window overlooking the lake and pointed out at it, “That’s the black lake. Home of the merfolk and one giant squid. I suggest that if you plan to spend any time by the shore you always have snack ready as an offering.” He leaned against the windowsill and looked at her with intrigue, “Right then, don’t leave me in suspense, what’s the challenge?”

           Adelaide looked to the window and tilted her head. “Noted, bring a snack for the giant squid in a lake,” she chuckled softly and looked to him. “Well, one of my ancestors has a portrait on one of these hallow halls,” she tapped her chin. “Can you figure out which one it is?”

His ears practically perked up at the sound of the word challenge. “A challenge? I suppose so, why, do you have one in mind?”

          “It’s silly challenge,” Adelaide simply shrugged and she looked back at her companion. “But yes, I do have one in mind.”

He chuckled. “Well, then, we ought to make the most of it.” He raised an eyebrow at the Slytherin girl. “I’ll see you around then, Adelaide?” He silently hoped the answer would be yes. 

         “I’ll be around,” she nodded as she gave him a small wave and looked back to her bowl of fruit.

~affected~

“True, but I did not vant to be involved in this insanity,” Monika whined before giggling. She was glad she was sitting with Adelaide today instead of one of her housemates; most of them had too much curiosity for their own good. “At least it vill not be that bad. I do not have much to hide in the first place, I do not think.”

          “Always be careful what you eat and drink, my dear,” Adelaide couldn’t help to giggle and she patted Monika’s lap affectionately. “Oh? No secrets lurking behind that perfectly blond waves?”