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Piaras & Mary • Title Here :*
Mary grinned at the ceiling, leaning back against the wall. She was right near the courtyard, but didn't feel the need to go outside. Fresh air, surprisingly, wasn't very attractive to her at the moment. She supposed she just didn't want to be in the cold, but the stone wasn't much better than the air out there. It had been a normal enough day- she went to classes, as usual. Slept in at least one of them, as usual. Overall, it wasn't very exciting. Not even a truly fantastic conversation to quench her thirst for decent human interaction.
Getting bored already in the surprisingly deserted corridor, Mary lifted herself off the stone wall, standing up rather straight as she walked down the hall. She was nearly at the corner when she found herself almost running into someone. Instinctively, she lowered her head, looking towards the ground, her cheeks beginning to blush slightly. She muttered a sorry, embarrassed that she had been so careless as to run into someone, and was about to walk away. However, once she realized who she had just run into, she was hesitant to leave.
"Pie," she said, finally looking up. "Sorry about that. You alright?"
Amos and Piaras | Weed In Filch's Office
Piaras sighed, feeling the familiar sense of boredom wash over him. This evening was just like any other: finished with all his classes, attempted to do some homework in the Common Room, gave up. As he doodled on the side of his Transfiguration essay, he decided that it was an excellent evening to get high with someone. Lately he had been feeling rather down with stupid, stupid girl problems, topped by the seemingly endless amount of tests and exams that the teachers had hailed him with. At least when he smoked pot, everything was perfectly fine for a little bit. He forgot about everything, hell; he felt happy. And as of late, that feeling had been extremely hard to come by. Of course, he acted fine, but he made sure that no one figured out how he was really feeling. No one needed to be burdened with his complaining, it wasn't worth it. Piaras folded away the half-done essay and glanced around the Common Room, looking for the one friend that he knew would always be up for a little smoking now and again. Pie had just bought quite a few grams and was dying to smoke some in a fat joint. With a small grin, he laid eyes on the one he wanted - Amos Diggory, on the other side of the Common Room. He quietly put away his things and made his way over to the other Hufflepuff.
Aaron and Piaras | North Tower
Piaras was in the North Tower. Not with anyone; just by himself, him and his guitar. He was picking a few random chords absentmindedly, looking out at the Scottish highlands. It reminded him of home in way; the beautiful countryside that seemed to roll on and on forever. With winter break just starting, he had a few days of an almost empty school to himself before he headed back to Ireland to spend some time with his ma and extended family for Christmas. He strummed, humming along to a tune he couldn't remember the name of.