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| Kadence Lev | Sep 18 2006, 08:55 AM Post #1 |
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I’m A Fighter
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Kadence had just finished her classes for the day and found herself wandering around the school grounds, not really heading to one place in particular, and it wasn't long before she found herself in the nearly deserted courtyard. There were a handful of students scattered around in small groups of two or three, recognizing their faces but not really knowning any of them she found herself walking over to the far corner where she sat down on a wooden bench and pulled opened up the book she had be carrying. It was a copy of The Standard Book of Spells Grade 6 by Miranda Goshawk, she was halfway through it already and wished to finish it before long. She sat there, reading for sometime, and seemed to forget about all that was going on around her. She didin't hear the birds happily chirping in one of the trees that was in the courtyard, or the chatter of students talking, not even the sound of someones foot-steps as the approached her. She had a bad tendancy to get so wrapped up in a book that the world around her disappeared. One time before she had been reading the Handbook of Hippogriff Psychology and she was reading a particular captivating part about their reason for choosing who they do and do not count as a friend when one of her fellow dorm mates had set the curtains on fire. And it took a bit of time for Kadence to even realise that they were burning. |
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| + Beo Lupin | Sep 18 2006, 04:49 PM Post #2 |
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Pretty girls scared him. Pretty blonde girls scared him even more. Pretty blonde girls sitting alone on a beautiful day practically set him running at high speed off in the other direction. But pretty blonde girls sitting alone on a beautiful day educating themselves, perhaps he wouldn't have such a hard time speaking to. At least, that's what he had convinced himself when he found himself gravitating over to the girl engrossed in her reading, bending over slightly to catch a glimpse of the title. The Standard Book Of Spells, Grade Six. He'd read that. In the first term of fifth year. He'd been quite the little overacheiver back in those days. Still was; that's how he had managed to keep the prefect badge despite his little 'condition.' At any rate, he'd been just as interested and more in Miranda Goshawk's lilting prose and could probably hold a conversation with someone for hours about it. Provided, of course, that this someone didn't happen to be a pretty blonde girl sitting alone on a beautiful day. But it was too late now. He's cast his shadow over her, cleared his throat and generally made all the little subconcious signs one goes through in order to get someone's attention. And finally, it had worked, a good couple chapters later. It was as if she was totally captivated by a Complex Freezing Charm. Well, he had to say something now. "I don't really agree on her definitions of counterjinxes, do you?" he blurted out. "I mean, it's all fine and good to define things by their opposites, but a counterjinx shouldn't solely be defined as what it's not, you know? It should have it's own definition, completely seperate from her definition of a jinx. It'd be like saying the only thing that makes you or me human beings is the fact that we're not aliens. You know?" The words tended to rush out of his mouth, spilling all over the place in an effort to escape the wild rushing vortex that was his head. "You know?" he said again meekly, his chances of carrying out a normal conversation practically slaughtered. |
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| Kadence Lev | Sep 18 2006, 08:30 PM Post #3 |
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When Kadence did finally look up she was greeted by a a young man staring down at her. And it wasn't your typical young man, but a very handsome young man (at least in Kadence's eyes), he was quite tall - and sh e always had this thinf for tall guys, and had jet black hair that had almost a refined 'bed head' sort of look to it. He looked down at her (but not directly at her, more at hte book in her hands) with pale grey eyes there was something deep in them, but in a blink of the eye it was gone. It took a few moments for Kadence to stop admiring the young man who stood before her and pay attention to what he was saying. I don't really agree on her definitions of counterjinxes, do you?" he blurted out. "I mean, it's all fine and good to define things by their opposites, but a counterjinx shouldn't solely be defined as what it's not, you know? It should have it's own definition, completely seperate from her definition of a jinx. It'd be like saying the only thing that makes you or me human beings is the fact that we're not aliens. You know?" Kadence felt her mouth fall open as she listened to what he had to say. "You know what I was honestly thinking the exact same thing, the definition really doesn't justify itself enough by saying simply a counterkinx is what it's not, that is no better then trying to define a term by using the term in the definition itself. It just shouldn't be done." Kadence said, agreeing with the young man before her, and not just pretending to like some dimwhitted girls who would say anything to keep a guys attention. Granted this Ravenclaw before her was quite handsome but she wasn't about to fall at his feet and agree with every last statement. "I'm Kadence Lev, I don't think we have ever been formally introduced." |
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| + Beo Lupin | Sep 19 2006, 07:19 AM Post #4 |
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She was looking at him in that way. The way that pretty girls did when they were... noticing you. Merely noticing someone was different from noticing someone. He was sure she'd noticed him many times in the past, in the halls or at supper. But he got the impression that this was the first time she was noticing him. Well, he'd noticed and noticed her both, a long time ago. But that was all. He turned a bright red as she looked him up and down. Scratch the earlier comment. Pretty blonde girls alone on a beautiful day reading a book scared him just as much as all the other pretty blonde girls out there. But he was surprised and delighted when she began to speak. "You know what I was honestly thinking the exact same thing, the definition really doesn't justify itself enough by saying simply a counterkinx is what it's not, that is no better then trying to define a term by using the term in the definition itself. It just shouldn't be done." "Yes! Yes, exactly!" he replied, rather excitedly. No matter her beauty, here, finally, was an intellectual he could finally have a conversation with! Here was a girl not obsessed with makeup or boys or being pretty, but someone who appreciated the value of good literature. Someone he could connect with! Someone he could talk to! He was so aloft in euphoria he nearly did not notice when she introduced herself. "I'm Kadence Lev, I don't think we have ever been formally introduced." "No, we haven't," he agreed. "But I'm Beo, or Bee." He left out the last name. People enjoyed associating him with his father, Remus, and it was well-known at this point what a scandal that had been. No matter how hard he tried to convince people that it was very rare for the wolfy genes to be passed on, he couldn't stop people from suspecting the truth. He hoped she hadn't noticed. |
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| Kadence Lev | Sep 19 2006, 12:30 PM Post #5 |
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Kadence felt her own cheeks get red as soon as she noticed that Beo was blushing, maybe he had noticed who she was looking at him? Now she felt a bit silly, and really hoped she hadn’t embarrassed him too much. But at least she didn’t have long to dwell on how she might have made the young man standing before her feel uncomfortable because the red on his face began to disappear and his eyes lit up as Kadence talked. He enthusiastically agreed. "Yes! Yes, exactly!” She flashed her pearly white at him as she couldn’t help but grin, it was always exciting when you found some you could connect on at an intellectual level (okay so maybe not all people thought it was a great thing, because not a lot of people bothered to really think about something, but Kadence wasn’t like that at all, she was without a doubt a thinker, but not only did she think she would also challenge others thoughts on matters). ”It is a pleasure to meet you Beo, and I am quite glad you share the same thoughts as me when it comes to counter-jinxes. I thought that I might just be misreading it and therefore making false assumptions about the ridiculousness of the definition. But I am not the only one. So if you think that way about counter-jinxs what are your thoughts on the definition for a counter-curse?” She asked, quite pleased that she could actually share her thoughts and ideas with someone who wouldn’t either a. pretend to be listening and just nod and say a few ‘yups’ or b. just flat out and say they didn’t really give it much thought or c. say that they weren’t interested in the topic and hand. |
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| + Beo Lupin | Sep 21 2006, 06:44 AM Post #6 |
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It was half past five in the afternoon and Beo had entered a state of euphoria. Something to mark on the calendar. Something that usually didn't happen until that time of month, after a meal or during a run where the general wolfish happiness to be alive flooded his veins. It was much easier to feel emotions when you were an animal. It was much easier to control them, too. He sat down on the soft grass in front of the bench, leaning back so his palms rested on the springy velvet of the earth, his arms supporting his body. "Same thing goes," he agreed. "Though it's a bit different; counter-curses are actually spells against the curse, while counter-jinxes are offensive spells designed for use after the initial jinx has been avoided. But neither of them should have been defined as Miss Goshawk defined them. See what moments of laziness can do to humanity?" He shifted his weight. "Now we've got nearly the entire educated wizarding world walking around thinking that counter-jinxes and counter-curses are simply the opposite of their counterparts." He stopped talking for a minute to look at Kady, then turned away, attempting to supress his embarrasment as he watched a scene between a boyfriend and girlfriend across the courtyard. It seemed they were breaking up... Well, the girlfriend was, anyway. The boy seemed reluctant to let her go, which resulted in a couple large slapping sounds that filled the courtyard. He'd much rather look at Kadence than continue to witness this rather private scene. But he couldn't let her know that. |
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| Kadence Lev | Sep 23 2006, 07:26 AM Post #7 |
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"Same thing goes," he agreed. "Though it's a bit different; counter-curses are actually spells against the curse, while counter-jinxes are offensive spells designed for use after the initial jinx has been avoided. But neither of them should have been defined as Miss Goshawk defined them. See what moments of laziness can do to humanity?" He shifted his weight. "Now we've got nearly the entire educated wizarding world walking around thinking that counter-jinxes and counter-curses are simply the opposite of their counterparts." Kadence found herself grinning like a fool, she had this strong urge to hug the near stranger in front of her, he completely and totally saw things on the same level as she did (well at least counterjinx’s and counter-curses) and she often had a hard time with explaining her views and thoughts in a way that others would understand or not sit there and stare at her with wide, confused eyes. But with Beo she didn’t have to worry about that at all. “When I first started at Hogwart’s and the professor was trying to explain the concept behind counter curses I raised my hand and told him that I didn’t think something could be defined as their opposite component and they should in fact be defined in exactly what they do.” She shrugged her shoulders. “And for that I received a detention. I guess the Professor wasn’t one who enjoyed being made to think by a First Year Student.” Also noticing the couple fighting Kadence tried to give them their privacy as they continued to argue, thesixth year had had a few boyfriends at her time at Hogwart's, but none of them were relaly much of anything. She wasn't one to just go out with someone because they liked her and she was "lonely". She liked to be with someone who had common interests, and even though looks weren't everything she did like to be with someone who she found attractive and found her attractive, but that certianly wasn't everything. |
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| + Beo Lupin | Sep 23 2006, 05:21 PM Post #8 |
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Beo grinned jovially at her comment. “And for that I received a detention. I guess the Professor wasn’t one who enjoyed being made to think by a First Year Student.” He snorted. "I wish that had been me. Like I'd ever have the nerve to correct a teacher." He gasped in a mocking tone. "Beo Lupin, the brave teacher-corrector!" Whoops. It was out. He'd said his last name for her to hear. Hopes were dashed, futures were ruined, suspicions arose and his world crashed down around his shoulders all within the span of a few moments. Lupin was a condemming name in these parts. He preferred to be known as Bee, unless it was a professor or one of his close friends. During roll call, he'd listen carefully to the 'L's and call out "Here!" after the professor had said his first name. It was something he'd become used to, an internal instinct he'd somehow acquired. But the damn girl had made him relaxed, made him comfortable, as if he was talking to someone he'd known for years. "Yeah," he said lamely, tracing small circles in the grass, looking at the green stalks to avoid seeing her reaction. "I wish I could stand up to the professor. But that's me, the nerd in the back of the classroom who takes a lot of notes and never says anything." Now he was making a fool of himself. How sexy was that? He blushed even thinking the word--another pathetic thing about him. It took him all his willpower not to blurt this last thought aloud. |
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| Kadence Lev | Sep 23 2006, 06:46 PM Post #9 |
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Beo Snorted then spoke again. "I wish that had been me. Like I'd ever have the nerve to correct a teacher." He gasped in a mocking tone. "Beo Lupin, the brave teacher-corrector!" Kadence wasn’t sure if she had heard the name correctly. “Lupin? As in Remus Lupin? He was a Gryffindor student, like myself and later came back to Hogwart’s to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, I really wish he would come and teach it again. Do you think he would? I have heard he was a wonderful teacher, even if he was only here for a short while.” Kadence said, not even thinking or mentioning anything about Remus Lupin being a known werewolf, sure she knew that, but so did the rest of the Wizarding community, what did it matter to her really? It wasn’t like he was a threat to society at all, being a werewolf could now be controlled according to what she had read in the books at the library. “And you really should speak up for yourself Beo, maybe not try to correct a teacher because that seems to just get you in trouble. But if you have something to say then you should say it.” She said in a matter-of-fact tone, she was a strong believer for speaking ones mind and expressing oneself. Bottling things up inside was never good for anyone. |
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