Topic: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) (Read 557 times)
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #30 on Sept 3, 2005, 9:27am »
((Again, apologies for the delay - I'm horrible :| My cold's getting better though, but school's started... arg!))
“Well, I haven’t really thought much about it.”
Linton made a non-commital noise. He couldn't say that he had been as indecisive as Emerys was on the same subject, but he knew that most fourth years didn't know what they would take after they passed their halfway exams. He had, of course, but he'd known since first year as soon as he'd found out what it took to become an Auror. He had probably been placed in Slytherin due to his ambition, which was definitely a trait that he admitted he had. He wanted to get somewhere in life, no matter what, and he wasn't afraid to act on his desires. While that might have been a Gryffindor trait - the lack of fear - it was the reasoning behind it that made him a Slytherin. In the long run, too, he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of someone, or push someone out of they way to get what he really wanted; he just wasn't so mean about it... usually.
“Well, I’m hoping to pass the basic subjects; Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, and DADA, with high enough scores to continue them. But other than that…I’m not really sure. I think I’ll look into ancient runes, and arithmancy. I’ve been rather busy lately, though. I haven’t considered next year much. What courses are good?”
"Well it depends what you mean by good," Linton answered, shifting slightly and crossing his legs so that he could sit more comfortably. With a shrug, he added, "It depends what you want to go into, too. I took Arithmancy, Potions, Charms, DADA, Transfiguration, and History of Magic, for example. If you wanted to become, say, an herbalist or something-" He was thinking of that Ravenclaw girl he'd met, Emily, who wanted to run an Apothocary, "-You'd need different subjects." With a shrug he glanced back to Emerys and asked, "What do you want to do after graduation? Or do you have no idea?" He knew plenty of fourth years who had no clue, though he couldn't understand it. He was the sort of person who needed direction in his life.
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #31 on Sept 4, 2005, 10:31am »
"Well it depends what you mean by good,"
That was a good point. What had he meant by good? Emerys supposed he had been thinking of challenging classes-or ones that would help him out in later life. He wanted to take the courses that would best help him to live when he graduated Hogwarts.
"It depends what you want to go into, too. I took Arithmancy, Potions, Charms, DADA, Transfiguration, and History of Magic, for example. If you wanted to become, say, an herbalist or something-"
“So you think I couldn’t do anything but work with plants?” Emerys asked hotly. He stopped absentmindedly tracing his pant leg with his forefinger at this and stared at the older boy, eyes full of defiance. What made him think that the Gryffindor would want to be a herbalist? He had no intentions of this whatsoever. Was this a jibe? Not that there was really anything wrong with becoming a herbalist, but…well, it was a job without danger. Did the Slytherin think that he couldn’t handle anything? Emerys was certainly reading much more into this than there was, but he had never been good at reading people’s words. He was very nearly angry, and over what was probably nothing at all. He wanted to ask the Slytherin what he was talking about, why on earth he would want to go into plants, but held his tongue. If the older boy got mad, he would likely be able to curse Emerys before the younger boy had even reached his wand, seeing as the latter was at the bottom of the younger boy’s bookbag.
"-You'd need different subjects."
Emerys, still slightly angry, thought sullenly, ‘well, that’s obvious.’ Of course different subjects were needed for different professions.
"What do you want to do after graduation? Or do you have no idea?"
This question had been very pleasantly put, and Emerys was half jolted out of his defiant attitude. Could it have been that the older boy hadn’t meant anything at all by his previous comment? That herbology was simply something he’d thought clashed with the subjects he had taken, which was why he had offered it? Emerys looked down at the floor in self disgust. Linton had been nice to him throughout this conversation, and now he had to go and take offence at something that was hardly meant to be offensive. Shamefaced, Emerys didn’t answer the question for a few moments. He wondered if he should apologize for his previous attitude, and decided it might be a good idea. A good idea, but a hard one. He would wait to see how the older boy reacted before making a move to apologize; maybe he had meant it to be offensive, after all.
Though he doubted that.
“I don’t really know.” He responded, eyes still fixed on the ground. “I used to want to be an auror, but that is obviously not possible.” He wasn’t asking for sympathy; just stating a fact. There was no way he could be an auror with this leg. In fact, maybe being a herbalist was all he was good for, after all. He banished the self pitying thoughts, wiped his flyaways from his eyes, and commented,
“I think I’d like to invent something. That would help people, you know? But I don’t really know what to invent, or if I’d be smart enough to do it.” He struggled with himself before adding, “What do you want to do?”
((OOC: Yeah, school started for me to-what happened to the good old days, when homework couldn’t be assigned until at least the second day of school? I’m supposed to be working on an English essay right now. *rolls eyes*. ))
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #32 on Sept 5, 2005, 10:17am »
((So true... Except what's worse is I go to a self paced school, so I control the amount of homework I have. And I'm giving myself the homework so that I don't get behind like I did last year... *cries*))
“So you think I couldn’t do anything but work with plants?”
"Er..." Linton was caught completely off guard, and he blinked several times before replying just as hotly. "No - did I say that?" Honestly, where had that come from? And they had been fairly close to having a decent conversation, too. Sometimes Linton couldn't help but wonder if it was just destiny for Gryffindors and Slytherins to fight. He sighed mentally; he hoped not, mostly because of Sophie. If he admitted he liked her in more-than-friendly ways, maybe he could get over it faster; it wasn't as though he was looking for marriage or something, and he didn't want to be the one with the secret lover. That wasn't fair, and it wasn't Linton. He didn't do things like that, and never had had the desire to do things like that. Shrugging mentally, he glanced at Emerys again before flipping open his book.
“I don’t really know. I used to want to be an auror, but that is obviously not possible.”
Linton nodded, but didn't respond. He could understand what Emerys meant, because of his leg and all, but wasn't sure how to bring something like that up without sounding rude, so chose not to bring it up at all. Besides, he was still stinging a bit from the younger boy's earlier comment, and didn't really trust himself to remain civil if he spoke.
“I think I’d like to invent something. That would help people, you know? But I don’t really know what to invent, or if I’d be smart enough to do it. What do you want to do?”
"I- ah-" Linton stopped, flushing a bit, and studied the page of his book carefully, mostly to avoid Emerys' eyes. Merlin's beard, what was with everyone and asking that? If he wasn't careful, the entire school would know his plans, and he'd be kidnapped by his year mates while he slept and thrown off of a bridge or something. Needless to say, he didn't think very highly of his fellow Slytherin's ambitions, nor did he think that they'd be very accepting of his future plans. However, Emerys had asked, and so he said in a rush. "I was planning on possibly becoming an Auror." Well, he had the grades for it, and a bit defensively he added, "But nothing's certain yet." There, if it did get out his Housemates could just bully him out of it, and he could pretend to go become a curse breaker or something.
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #33 on Sept 5, 2005, 1:17pm »
((Ouch. I hate stuff like that. I have to be able to compare myself to other people. *shrugs* I know you’ll do fine though!))
"Er...No-did I say that?”
Emerys didn’t respond-he didn’t know what to say. had the Slytherin suggested that he could only be a herbalist? He honestly wasn’t sure. He supposed it had sounded that way to him earlier, or else he wouldn’t have lost his temper. While it wasn’t exactly rare for the fourth year to get angry, he usually had to have a pretty good excuse before he said anything…that might be taken offensively. Now he just stared out past Linton towards the great hall doors, through which a few giggling girls had just come out of. He honestly didn’t think that the Slytherin had meant to say anything offensive. After all, he had been perfectly nice up until that point, and he seemed confused about why Emerys had responded to his comment so hotly. But then…you never knew. And he was a Slytherin, after all. It was just really hard to tell what he had been talking about, and Emerys wished, for the umpteenth time that night, that he was a mind reader, or something, and that he could understand what people meant when they talked. If only there was some kind of device that could enable a person to do these things.
Maybe that’s what he would invent.
"I- ah-"
For some reason, Linton seemed slightly flustered. As if he didn’t want to answer the question. Maybe he didn’t know what he wanted to do, and was embarrassed by the fact that he was a sixth year with no clue? No, Emerys reminded himself, he was in the house meant for students with ambition and cruelty, basically. And, as he had so far shown no signs of being mean, aside from the iffy comment about herbolism, he must have a lot of ambition. He must know what he wanted to do. Still, he was stuttering, so Emerys decided to help him out.
“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” He remarked, slightly bashfully. “It’s really none of my business, after all.” He still didn’t look the older boy in the eye, as he was confused, and didn’t know if he should be embarrassed by his previous comment or not.
"I was planning on possibly becoming an Auror."
“Oh.” Well, Emerys couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t jealous. It was, after all, the ambition that he had once cherished. Was this why the Slytherin had not wanted to state his ambition? Because the younger boy had just admitted that he could not do it?
"But nothing's certain yet."
The younger boy was slightly confused. What was there to be embarrassed about in becoming a dark arts catcher? It was a position that many people probably looked up to. He could not see the fact that members of the Slytherin house were supposed to be the dark wizards, not the ones who caught them, so it was with a confused edge to his voice that he commented, as half a question,
“But you’re a prefect. I might be wrong, but…surely you get good enough grades to be an auror? You must have passed your halfway tests with good grades, seeing as you are still in all the hardest classes.” He was fairly sure that he was right-and the slightly rare compliment he hoped would make up for his angry comment from earlier. Until he saw evidence that the sixth year had meant to be insulting, he would have to assume that he had not, and that meant that he, Emerys, had been in the wrong.
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #34 on Sept 11, 2005, 6:21pm »
“But you’re a prefect. I might be wrong, but…surely you get good enough grades to be an auror? You must have passed your halfway tests with good grades, seeing as you are still in all the hardest classes.”
"That's not why it's uncertain," Linton answered, his face still a little flushed, and he shut his book, watching a few more people leave the great hall, this time a couple of Hufflepuff boys. They didn't appear to notice Linton and Emerys, and Linton didn't shout out or anything like that. Instead he shifted until he was more comfortable and brushed his hair from his eyes, trying to think about how to phrase his doubts. To a Gryffindor, of all people... He couldn't believe he was saying this.
"I'm mostly uncertain due to, ironically enough, my house." Shaking his head slightly, he continued, "Slytherins are known for wit and ambition - and, unfortunately, for being practitioners of the Dark Arts. While I, clearly, have no interest in that field, many of my House mates do, and I'd rather it not get around that I'd like to become an Auror, just in case they decide to... discourage me, in some way or another." Shove me off the roof, is more like it, He thought to himself, but didn't voice that. He didn't want Emerys to think that Slytherins were murderers or anything like that, though he suspected that some of them wouldn't be above killing him for his intentions. Shrugging, he added,
"But you really don't need to know that. I'm just going to say that my intentions are uncertain at the moment, just for my own safety and peace of mind."
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #35 on Sept 13, 2005, 5:21pm »
The Slytherin seemed slightly uncomfortable with the way the conversation was going. His face had gone slightly red, and he seemed to be avoiding Emery’s eyes. Or, in any case, he was staring at the boys coming out of the great hall. Of course, watching the doors to the great hall might not have had anything whatsoever to do with being embarrassed-Emerys couldn’t tell.
"That's not why it's uncertain,"
What was so wrong with what he was saying that, for the first time this night, he actually seemed flustered? He had appeared, to Emerys, to be the type of person who was always calm, controlled, and collected. The younger boy was starting to regret bringing up the topic-anything that made someone else uncomfortable generally made him uncomfortable too.
"I'm mostly uncertain due to, ironically enough, my house."
“Slytherin?” Asked Emerys, though he blushed slightly afterwards. Of course he was in Slytherin; that had been obvious since he first clapped eyes on the older boy. He looked away from Linton and attempted to swipe the horse hairs from his pants, if only for an excuse not to think about stupid and embarrassing comments. No good. They wouldn’t come off, they just rolled down his leg as he rubbed his hand against it. Emerys sighed and looked up again as the prefect continued talking.
"Slytherins are known for wit and ambition - and, unfortunately, for being practitioners of the Dark Arts. While I, clearly, have no interest in that field, many of my House mates do, and I'd rather it not get around that I'd like to become an Auror, just in case they decide to... discourage me, in some way or another."
Discourage him. Naïve as Emerys was, he assumed that this meant a few hexes going in the sixth year’s direction. Therefore he couldn’t understand why Linton was making such a big deal about it; surely a future was worth more than a few minutes of jelly legs, after all. In any case, the younger boy decided not to comment, as this topic seemed to make the Slytherin horribly uncomfortable. He merely nodded, and focused his attention back on his pants. They were his last clean pair-he’d need to leave them out tonight for the house elves, and hope that they cleaned them before morning. Otherwise…well, it’s not like it would be the end of the world to walk around for a day with horse hair on his pants. Except that there would be awkward questions from teachers; when did he go riding-had he been cutting class? Could he even ride, disabled as he was? The Gryffindor scowled slightly, then put it from his mind. The house elves would take care of it. They had never failed yet.
"But you really don't need to know that.”
“Its fine- I asked. And I do find it interesting that you are in that house, as you want to become an auror.” He had heard that nearly all dark wizards had been in the serpants house-again, he wondered how Linton had been grouped with them.
“I'm just going to say that my intentions are uncertain at the moment, just for my own safety and peace of mind."
Emerys nodded again. It was slightly scary that the older boy couldn’t even tell his friends about his ambitions, in case they turned against him. No, that couldn’t be right. Surely he could tell his friends! That’s what they’re there for, after all.
“But surely your-“ he cut himself off, as he realized that what he was about to say could be considered quite rude, and taken offensively. Then again, so was discontinuing a sentence midway through. In a slightly apologetic tone, he continued.
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #36 on Sept 19, 2005, 9:52pm »
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“Its fine- I asked. And I do find it interesting that you are in that house, as you want to become an auror.”
"Well I'm sure that there must be some sort of reasoning behind it," Linton replied evasively, not really wanting to get into his theories behind his placement. He knew perfectly well that he could be a jerk whenever he chose, and that he placed himself over others, but he wans't about to run around screaming his flaws to other people, especially someone in a different House. Actually, he supposed, he would be more likely to tell someone of a different House, just because he would have had to have been an idiot to trust a fellow Slytherin. He wouldn't even trust himself, and he considered himself to be one of the most trustworthy person in his House that he knew.
Shrugging, he glanced back at Emerys and then at the entrance to the hall, watching as a few more people headed past them. Dinner would be ending soon, he knew, though it wasn't quite over yet - these were just the people who'd been sitting at the back, and had eaten quickly.
“But surely your-“
Linton lifted his eyebrow slightly when Emerys stopped, wondering what the younger boy had been going to say.
“Surely your friends don’t mind…?”
Linton couldn't help but laugh harshly. It wasn't that he didn't have an friends, it was that he didn't have any friends that he could trust. The only person that came to mind instantly was Sophie, and he didn't even know her all that well.
"They don't know, for my own safety," He shook his head slightly, and continued. "Slytherins don't have friends, or at least the ones I've met don't. We just have people we can work with to our mutual advantage." It was horrible, but to his experience, it was true. Damn his house...
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #37 on Sept 20, 2005, 6:16pm »
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"Well I'm sure that there must be some sort of reasoning behind it,"
The manner in which the older boy said this suggested that Emerys had not seen all of him-that there were parts of Linton that matched his house perfectly. Emerys supposed this was likely-he had only known the prefect for a few minutes, after all. And much of that time had been spent arguing about whether or not he was to receive a detention. Emerys would have been foolish to assume that he knew everything about the sixth year.
"They don't know, for my own safety,"
Emerys was shocked. “But it’s just the opposite in Gryffindor!” he couldn’t help exclaiming. “If someone in my house said that they wanted to go into the dark arts, someone would probably jinx him-or ignore him, at least.” There were some Gryffindors who would be pretty angry if they found out that someone in their house wanted to go into the dark arts-Emerys included. The boy probably wouldn’t do anything about it-other than make sure he stayed far away from the dark arts lover-but he knew a few people who would not only ignore such a person, but do their best to hurt him as well. He couldn’t believe that it was only the ones who liked the dark arts that were accepted in the Slytherin house.
"Slytherins don't have friends, or at least the ones I've met don't. We just have people we can work with to our mutual advantage."
The fourth year just sat there, mouth hanging open, for a moment, before shutting it and staring down at his hands. To think he’d been feeling badly about being prejudiced against them…He’d never heard someone talk about their house and it’s occupants in such a negative way. He shook his head as he watched a few young Slytherins come out of the great hall, laughing together. They certainly looked friendly with one another. But then, they looked to only be about first or second year. Maybe the idea of not having friends, only ‘partners for mutual advantage’ hadn’t sunk in yet.
He really didn’t know what to say to this comment. He couldn’t argue the point-a Slytherin would know his own house better than a Gryffindor would, after all. But he couldn’t really agree either, could he? As much as this boy seemed to not mind insulting his house, Emerys was sure he would get defensive if a member of his rival house starting insulting it. The Gryffindor stared at the opposite wall, a confused look plastered on his face, trying to imagine what it would be like to not be able to confide dreams to anybody. To be sure, Emerys did not have many friends himself-he was anything but popular, and he just didn’t mind not having many people to talk to. But he wasn’t afraid of voicing his dreams and goals-didn’t fear falling asleep at night for fear he would wake up dangling from the north tower because he wanted to be an auror!
“Well, I’ve…I’ve never heard a Slytherin say that about their house before”- or anyone about any house, for that matter- “But it’s certainly, um, a competitive way to live.” He mumbled the last words, for he had meant to compliment the older boy in some way about his comment, but just couldn’t find anything about that comment to compliment. It was just so…horrible.
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #38 on Sept 23, 2005, 5:14pm »
“But it’s just the opposite in Gryffindor! If someone in my house said that they wanted to go into the dark arts, someone would probably jinx him-or ignore him, at least.”
"It's exactly the opposite with Slytherin," Linton explained; Emerys was only proving Linton's point. The Slytherin and the Gryffindor Houses were complete opposites, or at least it always seemed that way. Of course, the Gryffindors were better liked than the Slytherins, and that might have bothered Linton if he'd actually cared. In reality, he wouldn't ever admit that his relative lack of friends bothered him, especially since it was his own fault. After all, he disliked most of his Housemates - though it hadn't always been that way - and his siblings had both been placed in Gryffindor, of all Houses, which made him think that he was the weird one of the family. Since he had no desire to make friends within his House, he could have looked to the other Houses, but that meant that Gryffindor and Hufflepuff were out of the question, and since Linton didn't like to feel stupid he had difficulty having any sort of intelligent conversation with a Ravenclaw. Yes, his lack of friends was mostly due to his rather condemning attitude, but he wouldn't ever admit it.
I'm such a stubborn jerk, He thought at himself, trying not to be amused by the fact that Emerys looked to be in complete shock. Finally the younger student seemed to come back to himself and said,
“Well, I’ve…I’ve never heard a Slytherin say that about their house before but it’s certainly, um, a competitive way to live.”
Linton smirked a bit. If the younger boy was worried about offending him, he was worrying for nothing. Linton knew perfectly well what he'd said was mean, and he had no problems with that.
"That's one way of putting it." He shrugged, and decided that it would probably be best to stop badmouthing his House. "I'm sure that not everyone's like that, but it's hard to say nice things about Slytherin when someone like Mael Collier is a rather accurate representation of the rest of the House."
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #39 on Sept 25, 2005, 6:00pm »
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"It's exactly the opposite with Slytherin,”
Weird. Emerys doubted whether he’d ever get over the fact that only ‘bad wizards’, so to speak, were accepted into the Sltherin community.
"That's one way of putting it. I'm sure that not everyone's like that, but it's hard to say nice things about Slytherin when someone like Mael Collier is a rather accurate representation of the rest of the House."
Emerys opened his mouth to argue, to say that, no, there were nice things about Slytherin, nice things about Mael. But he found he couldn’t, so he closed it. There really was nothing nice to say about Slytherin, or the head boy. Slytherins were, for the most part, jerks. The exception, it seemed to the Gryffindor, sat beside him. And even Linton didn’t seem to have any trouble insulting that house-his house! Emerys shrugged slightly, and looked down at his hands.
“Well, I’m not going to argue with you and say that I think Collier is a nice guy. I don’t.” He but his lip-he was not one for gossiping, and when he looked up, towards the great hall, he thought he saw Mael himself coming out of it, having heard every word the two had said about him. Which hadn’t been much, but still. It wasn’t Mael who had come out, merely someone who looked like him. Emerys peered at the boy whom he had thought to be Mael, then realized that, not only did he not actually look that much like the head boy, but he was a hufflepuff, by his robes. The Gryffindor shook his head in embarrassment. He was quite paranoid when it came to saying negative things about people.
“And I guess you know your own house much better than I do. But it strikes me as strange that you can’t find anything good to say about your house. I’m sure that you could find good things to say about yourself-“couldn’t everyone?-“so maybe some of your qualities are the same as your house’s?” He paused. “I don’t know. It doesn’t really matter that much, I suppose. Only, your house is pretty much your home, isn’t it? Not liking your house is pretty much equivalent to not liking your home.”
Not that Emerys would know. His house was his home, and he didn’t like his real home-the one where his family lived. Well, that wasn’t true. He supposed that he did like his own home, but it was just so clear that they didn’t like him that he really couldn’t tell. His family hadn’t so much as sent him a birthday card since he was disowned-well, naturally they wouldn’t, since they had no desire whatsoever to be connected with witchcraft. Emerys couldn’t really blame them. Up until four years ago, he had had no desire to be associated with witchcraft either. And the fact that they would be killed if the king found out that they had a wizard for a son…well, this made it even less reasonable for their son to fault them.
But that didn’t mean that he didn’t fault them. He had to. He couldn’t help but hold a grudge against his father for kicking him out…but why was he thinking about this? He had no business dwelling on a happenstance of four years previous. No business becoming moody and surly over it, as he knew he would become for the next few days, as he always did after thinking about his family. Working hard but not quite succeeding at containing a scowl, Emerys turned back to the older boy.
"Mael's one of those people who would hurt you if he found out your ambition to be an auror?" the question was almost rheatorical. Collier was obviously one of those people.
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #40 on Oct 14, 2005, 10:43pm »
“Well, I’m not going to argue with you and say that I think Collier is a nice guy. I don’t.”
Linton had no problem with the fact that Emerys was agreeing with him - really, it wouldn't have mattered to Linton if Emerys had sworn and called the Head Boy several foul names - as he didn't like Mael at all. He was a complete jerk, and was the type of person who deserved to die just for existing. Not that Linton would be the one to kill him; he would probably get himself killed by someone he annoyed for being so arrogant. Merlin only knew that there were enough people out there who would kill someone as arrogant and stuck up as Mael. Mentally rolling his eyes, the sixth year shifted slightly and watched the students leaving the hall, glancing up at the ceiling for a moment and wishing that there was some way to tell the time. However, there wasn't, which was a tad frustrating, but whatever... He had to stop 'patrolling' at a certain time, but it was hard to stop at that time when he didn't know what time it was in the first place.
“And I guess you know your own house much better than I do. But it strikes me as strange that you can’t find anything good to say about your house. I’m sure that you could find good things to say about yourself so maybe some of your qualities are the same as your house’s? I don’t know. It doesn’t really matter that much, I suppose. Only, your house is pretty much your home, isn’t it? Not liking your house is pretty much equivalent to not liking your home.”
"Well I don't like my home either, if that's any consolation." Linton said offhandedly, shrugging to himself. Home would have been a heck of a lot better if Philip hadn't been there, but since he was Linton found himself filled with bitter resentment every summer when he returned home. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if either of his siblings felt that way, but from what he could tell, neither of them did. Perhaps that was what set him apart from them - neither Joseph or Rebecca were bitter, and they were both Gryffindors. Mentally rolling his eyes, he added, "I'm probably being too hard on the House but after six years, it's been hard to think positively." He rolled his eyes.
"Don't listen to me - I'm a pessimist. I'm sure your Housemates could give you a more accurate description of Slytherins." He was a little sarcastic, but only a little.
"Mael's one of those people who would hurt you if he found out your ambition to be an auror?"
"Actually, I don't think so," Linton said thoughtfully. "I don't think he's involved in the dark arts, or anything like that, and I'm one of the chasers on the team, so he really can't afford to put me out of action during the Quidditch season, which is most of the year." He shrugged. "Besides, he has quite a bit to lose if he hurt a prefect, seeing as he's the Head Boy."
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Re: Just a Tad Irritated... (ISO: Emerys) « Reply #41 on Oct 16, 2005, 2:35pm »
"Well I don't like my home either, if that's any consolation."
Emerys looked down at his hands. “I know what you mean,” he replied softly. He was not too fond of his family at the moment…though he knew very well that holding grudges did no good to anyone. Especially when he would get no time to act upon them.
"I'm probably being too hard on the House but after six years, it's been hard to think positively."
Emerys tried to hold it in-he really did. But after a full conversation with this boy, who gave him advice, was sympathetic with him, was good with animals, wanted to grow up to fight the dark arts, and hated his house, he just had to ask.
“Then why are you in that house?” He asked incredulously, staring at the older boy. Realizing that this may have been rude, Emerys ran his hands through his hair, tilting his head back. He snapped it forward again, put his elbow on his knee, and rested his head in his hands. He wasn’t usually impulsive like this…but he did not regret the question. This boy just seemed too out of whack to be in a Slytherin house.
"Don't listen to me - I'm a pessimist. I'm sure your Housemates could give you a more accurate description of Slytherins."
“Well, no, my housemates basically say what you are saying…” but then, they were in Gryffindor. They were allowed to say those things. One might argue that they were supposed to say those things; they were rival houses. Emerys sighed. If Linton wanted to be against his house, that was his business, and no one else’s.
Still, it was weird.
"Actually, I don't think so, I don't think he's involved in the dark arts, or anything like that, and I'm one of the chasers on the team, so he really can't afford to put me out of action during the Quidditch season, which is most of the year."
Well, that made a certain amount of sense. The Gryffindor was relieved to hear that Collier was not a dark arts person…probably because he was in a position of power…and, well, the less people involved in that sort of thing the better. Linton seemed sure that Mael wouldn’t hurt him just because he was good at quidditch-Emerys hoped he was right. Though that statement had sounded rather naïve to him. Especially since he didn’t quite get quidditch; he’d much rather ride.
"Besides, he has quite a bit to lose if he hurt a prefect, seeing as he's the Head Boy."
“Anyone would have a bit to lose if they hurt a prefect.” Emerys commented, though he had to agree that people with more to lose and less to gain were less likely do something bad.
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