Poppy Hunt
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Post by Poppy Hunt on May 29, 2008 18:02:00 GMT
Poppy lay back on the grass, humming softly to herself. She had her arms stretched out above her to the point where she'd nearly popped out her shoulders, not that she'd be bothered if she did. She was always popping out of her joints. It made a really cool sound for one thing, and it freaked people out for another. Like usual, she was bored. She always seemed to be bored, irrevocably and completely bored. There was nothing happening.
She couldn't wait until next year when Alex and Erin would come to Hogwarts too. And then she wouldn't be bored. She could entertain herself for hours by bugging Alex and Erin. Alex, more, of course, because he had more of a temper and she saw him more often being as they lived in the same house. But he wasn't here now, so she couldn't bug him now, so she couldn't bug anyone now, and that thought made her real sad. So sad she had to run it off.
She jumped to her feet and stopped to pull her long socks up over her tights which were under her shorts, because that was what she'd felt like wearing this morning. She liked bright clothes, but she liked lots of bright clothes all at once, so she had to layer them, it all made perfect sense really. She was in that sort of mood today. Then, once she was satisfied with the amount of colour and the position of her socks again, she started to run around in tight little circles which grew wider gradually until she flopped back down on the grass again. There, that was better.
It'd been a problem since she'd come here. No one really cared if she got up and ran around a bit every now and again when she was at home, or one of her other homes. Although, most of the teachers seemed to mind if she got up in the middle of a class, did a couple of laps of the classroom and then sat down as if nothing had happened. She supposed she could understand that, however she didn't think it really warranted detention, honestly. She couldn't help it. It was just her way.
This thought made her agitated again, and she threw her legs up in the air and made furious cycling motions above for a few moments before she let her feet clump heavily back onto the grass. Again, much better. Although, she was still very very bored, and she didn't think that problem could be solved so easily.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on May 29, 2008 18:15:03 GMT
"One day, I'm going to throw spitballs at my students. I swear it." Shelby mutters, pulling little crumples of paper balls out of curls with a sigh as she walked out onto the grounds after her last Astronomy class. "Maybe I shouldn't have gave them a pop quiz."
Half way down the hill, she breaks her plum purple high heel stumbling slightly and almost landing on her face. "Just brillant." after she takes off both shoes and examines the damage done to the bottom of them. Putting a hand through her bangs, she straightens her matching ribbon a bit and dusts off her demin skirt as well as her white button up shirt.
Shell shakes her head a bit when she notices a familiar redhead girl doing some kind of bicycle movement with her feet. She laughs slightly and decides to talk to her seeing as she needed someone to talk to, or at least someone that wouldn't throw things or insult her for her teachings. It wasn't her fault that they didn't think that the subject was worth learning about.
"Hey Poppyseed, I think you have too much energy for your own good." she says softly as she kneels down and crosses her extended legs slightly just resting on her elbows so she was still looking down at her. "How have you been this school year?" [[blah. Forgive me. I'm majorally sick so my rping skills die. XD]]
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Poppy Hunt
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Post by Poppy Hunt on May 29, 2008 18:22:47 GMT
"Shelly!" Poppy pushed herself off her back by throwing her shoulderblades against the ground and bounced up again in one fluid movement, practically throwing herself at her giving her the most adequate hug that she felt comfortable giving to people outside of her gene pool. Rocking back onto her heels again, she beamed, "Ello."
"Oh it ebbs and it flows, it ebbs and it flows. Mostly ebbs. There is nothing to do! Class is more interesting than this!" She gestured widely around her at the grounds, flinging her arms exaggeratedly out to the sides. Class was more interesting than this, probably because most of her friends were imaginary and she couldn't will them into being when she was at school anyway. Her imagination left her when she was at school.
Pausing a moment, she tilted her head and gestured at a small crumpled paper ball caught in one of Shelby's curls, "You have a friend there." She assumed she'd just had a class, but didn't need to say that out loud. She couldn't even begin to imagine how annoying it must be to teach a load of arrogant teenagers. She knew because she was one.
[lol, no problem. get better. =P ]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on May 29, 2008 18:37:40 GMT
Shell laughs a bit, hugging her back even though it was probably one of the craziest hugs she had ever received, but with Poppy they were always like that and grew used to it.
"I wouldn't agree with that statement. I'd rather be out here enjoying the sunlight and quiet, than teaching right now. Especially after that last class." she says with a light sigh a she raised an eyebrow at Poppy jumping and waving her arms about. Shaking her head, Poppy reminded her alot like herself when she attended Hogwarts years ago now. More so of her clothing style, but the hyper and craziness was just a couple dials down from hers.
Tilting her head at the same time as her, she looks at her hair and rolls her eyes, fishing through her thick hair to get the paper ball out. "Thanks. I think it's more of an acquintance that you see to the point where you try to avoid them." she laughs a bit, tossing the crumple ball aside. "Do you wanna go do something so you're not as hyper and energetic?" she asks standing up, just smiling at her faintly. [[thankies. I was in the hospital a while yesterday. That sucked.]]
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Poppy Hunt
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Post by Poppy Hunt on May 30, 2008 10:51:20 GMT
"I like astronomy," She told her, with a firm nod as if this settled the matter even though it bore little or no relevance to the conversation at all. "What year group did you just have? Did you punish them? Detentions all round for a hundred years!"
"Oh, I have acquaintances like that," She nodded, throwing a pointed glance over her shoulder at nothing at all as if there were people following her. Poppy really didn't talk to that many people here. Usually Shelly, occasionally one of her children, and one girl in her dorm and that was pretty much it for her academic socialising. "Oh yes!" She leapt to her feet after her, shuffling around slightly while she waited to be on the move without being aware of what she was doing, "What did you have in mind?"
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Post by Shelby Crescent on May 30, 2008 15:32:12 GMT
She smiles faintly. "I love it. I guess it's just the muggle side of me." she says with a laugh when she thought of her students. "Fourth years. They didn't like that I gave them a quiz on the zodiac." she shrugs lightly. "Gave them detention, but I'll doubt that they'll show up for it."
Shell looks over her shoulder and smiles again. "Yeah they're a real bother aren't they?" she says with a laugh when she glances back at the grounds in front of her. "The only thing I can think of is to bother Peeves, have lunch or fly around the quidditch pitch." she says with a nod. "It's your choice Poppyseed."
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Poppy Hunt
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Post by Poppy Hunt on May 31, 2008 17:33:00 GMT
"Boo fourth years!" She nodded, "When I'm a fourth year though, then fourth years will be cool." "Ha, what you mean they didn't like doing work? What kind of a teenager doesn't like work!?" She laughed, injecting her voice with only the tiniest hint of sarcasm so it could be construed that she was being sincere.
"Oh, they're awful, between you and me I'm considerin getting a restraining order, but don't tell or they might get upset," She tutted and rolled her eyes. She twitched slightly, "I don't want to get in trouble with Peeves, because then he'll get me back and then I'll have to get him back and then Maddie will get called in again and I'll feel bad. Lunch frightens me today. And Dad says I'm not allowed to play quidditch because I'll die," She nodded seriously, "So I think you should pick, and then when I get in trouble I can say 'Shelby made me do it!' and get away with it." She beamed.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 3, 2008 16:16:44 GMT
She laughs shaking her head. "Of course they will be. Whatever year you're in is always cool. Jenny was the same way." she nods.
"And that's true. But it's their schooling they should at least try and learn something you know?" she says with a sigh, but shrugs it off.
"I don't think they'll be too thrilled to find out about that. Sooner or later someone will figure it out and tell them. Maybe you should and not hurt their feelings as much." she says with a smile. "Peeves is just bored. Only real reason why he ever does anything. Has way too much free time. Although I heard he doesn't bother the Bloody Baron." Shell nods lightly before laughing. "Why does lunch scare you? And as for quidditch, I used to play professionally so I believe your in safe hands, but make sure you tell Ian this and not Maddie." she says with a forced smile on her face. "I think it would only work on him."
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Poppy Hunt
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Post by Poppy Hunt on Jun 3, 2008 16:28:30 GMT
"Because Jenny is also cool, duh," Poppy shook her head, blowing her bangs out of her face and grinning.
"Yeah, but whatareyagonnado? Besides lock 'em all in a big cage. Yeah we could do that. I'll help. I'll get the big cage and you can force them all in and then we'll have an epic battle to keep the cage locked but it will be done and then all the bastard fourth years will be stuck in a cage and there will be much rejoicing! Horrah!" She said all in one breath.
"They don't have feelings," She sniffed, "They're rude." "Lunch only scares me today. Breakfast scared me yesterday so I put it in my pocket and took it to potions and then put it in my cauldron and then it went all pretty colours and boomed up all over the place," She laughed, "It was awesome." "Maddie likes quidditch though. Dad says no quidditch, he says it's bad and that I'd fall off and die knowing me because I'm a clutz or something," She laughed, "But I don't know. I might get away with it if I told him you were involved...it's a possibility..."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 3, 2008 16:41:31 GMT
Shell laughs, folding her arms over her chest. "I noticed that Jenny walked in at three or so in the morning a couple nights ago. Nothing do to with you now Poppy right? I asked her but she just walked into the kitchen and made a turkey sandwich, just taking it to her room."
Shell just raises an eyebrow and laughs. "Where are you gonna find a cage that's big enough for all the kids to fit in? I'm sure that Dumbledore wouldn't appreciate us locking them away just due to spitballs and refusual of taking quizzes.
"Fair enough." she shrugs lightly before grinning at what she did to her breakfast. "Um wow? That's a unique way of getting rid of food. What did Snape say?" she asks with a smile, before sighing lightly. "Yeah your father always disliked quidditch, but you might surprise him and be rather good at flying. I say we go try. What do you say?" she says with a smile
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Poppy Hunt
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Post by Poppy Hunt on Jun 3, 2008 17:06:48 GMT
She laughed and shook her head profusely, "Nope, no, nothing to do with me. No. Never. A turkey sandwich? Wow. That's pretty random."
"I can find a cage that big, no hastle. And if not I'll make one," She nods firmly, then grins slightly, "Dumbledore has a sense of humour, he might quite enjoy it if we promised to let them out again."
"Snape didn't really say anything. He gave the boy next to me detention, because he's a lion so yay for house favouritism! But then he said he was going to call my parents," She grimaced, "I don't know if he yet or not though. But I've got no letters so I think I'm in the clear...for now." She tilted her head, making soft whirring and clicking noises under her breath for a moment as was her method of thinking, "Hmm, rightio. Let's give it a shot!"
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 3, 2008 17:20:35 GMT
"Uh-huh." she says with a laugh. "Alright I'll believe you Poppy." she says with a nod. "I'll just have to question her again."
"Oh really? I didn't know you were talented at making cages. Can you make other things as well?" she asks, before shrugging. "I suppose Dumbledore does have a sense of humour. But do we really have to let them out though?"
"Nice. I do that sometimes with the ravenclaws, but I really try not to. Not to fond of house favouritism." she says with a nod, "But at least you haven't gotten into trouble. yet anyway." she says before smiling ear to ear. "Off to the quidditch pitch!" she says with cheer.
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Post by Poppy Hunt on Jun 9, 2008 21:04:34 GMT
"Alrighty, you question her," She nodded, then cracked a grin she'd been trying to hold back and put her hands over her ears as if she expected to be reprimanded, "It wasn't me, I swear it! She made do it! It was all Jenny!" She joked.
"I am. I'm the best cage maker this side of the equator. It's one of my many talents," She laughed, rolling her eyes, then shrugged idly, "We can say we're going to let them out, and then leave them in there anyway."
"I don't think I count for house favouritism. He doesn't usually act like I'm in his house at all. Takes no responsibility for me," She shook her head somberly, then cracked another smile, "Can't imagine why." She joined in cheering, "Yay pitch!"
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