Belle

Amelia looked at Annabelle with her eyebrow raised, because the truth was she was merely being herself. She was always a bit dry and today was no exception. “I really don’t think I am. I’m pretty sure I’m being me and that we’re going on a walk together…which would be a bit odd if I was truly being rude. So not sure where I was rude besides sarcasm, which is ? Maybe the question should be–are you okay? You seem a bit sensitive.”  

“I don’t know.. you just seemed a bit more harsh than usual.. but it could be me being extra sensitive. I have been feeling more insecure lately... Who knows.”

I never thought it’d actually happen.  Just…..it did

“Well, people usually get what they deserve.”

It is a shame, I agree. But there was nothing I could do about it.

“I know, I’m just saying.. I’ll do my best to forgive you.”

“Charming, aren’t they. I thought they might start in the towers and work their way down. Apparently not…”

“Apparently not.. You better hide anything if you have it.”

Well……never thought this would happen.

“I have to admit, when I heard I felt happy for you myself.”

“I understood that it was a joke, I just decided to give you a dry reply. I do that sometimes.” She looked over at Annabelle with a confused look on her face. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” 

Annabelle rolled her eyes, “Because you’re being awfully rude.”

Yes, and I dont’ even have any reason to because I haven’t done anything.  

“Same here but someone going through my things gives me anxiety.”

“I just want to be done looking over my shoulder at all times.”

“Well, it’s not like you’re doing anything wrong right?”

Well you did just now, does that count?

“I hate her! I hate her! I hate her! I really need to get into my room. Are you worried?”

“About an hour,” Hannah said, shrugging because she hadn’t really timed it.

“Oh no!” She sighed, “That’s not good.. I’ll see you later.” She turned and walked away to look for someone to hang out with to pass the time and talk about this invasion of privacy.

I could not agree more sweetheart.

“It’s such a shame they shut down your business. I could use it right about now to plan something.”

“Never thought I’d see the day we agreed, Donaghue. But I’m glad you do agree, things have become ridiculous.”

“Well, since I am agreeing with you and we have the same opinion.. then something has to be done about it so we can go back to our normal distaste for one another.”

“Could have gone either way.” As soon as he was in his secret spot he pulled out two spliffs handing one to her. “What kind of high are you?” 

She sat by him looking around at things before looking at him to answer his question, “Well it calms me down but I do laugh more.”

“Coffee? Where?” Faryn looked around, feeling a bit delirious. 

“In the kitchens of course! I don’t drink it but Hunter does. I’m pretty sure it’s good.”

“No, it isn’t.” He sighed before casting his gaze downwards of a moment, “It just speaks for how bad everything is right now. But hey… Cheer up. Just how we look out for eachother on the Quidditch field, we’ll look out for eachother now.”

“You’re right. That does help but I just want to punch Macbay in his ugly face!”

“I wish we didn’t have to come back.”

“I’d say the new rules drive me to drinking but we can’t do that either.”

“Well, I can’t make a party happen, but I can offer distractions.” 

“I like distractions espeically when they come from you.”