#17 A Good Tree

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#17 A Good Tree Jul 4, 2022 3:27:32 GMT 10

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Orla stumbled her way through the uneven courtyard, the wind at her back pushing her along at hurrying speed. Her hair whipped around her face, and every now and then she caught snippets of the quidditch crowd cheering and chanting; maybe she could convince herself to go support her house after a good walk. That said, there were a few students scattered around who didn't seem to care much for Quidditch either; this made her feel a little less strange.

The trees and stones scattered around blocked her view of the other side and it wasn't until she was right upon it that she noticed an extremely good climbing tree. It stood next to a great weathered standing stone, and despite its withered and gnarled appearance it's roots were pushing the stone up from one corner, giving the stone a jaunty angle. The perfect angle to sit on...

Orla cuffed her robe sleeves, and made for the base of the tree with hands itching to climb. She was about to jump for the lowest branch when she realised she wasn't alone.

"Oh!" She yelled, her cry loud on on the wind. "You scared the bejeezus out of me!"

[OOC: Orla meets Thorne Perry!]

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#17 A Good Tree Jul 9, 2022 20:53:41 GMT 10

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Post by Thorne Perry on Jul 9, 2022 20:53:41 GMT 10

He didn't have knitting needles, and he didn't know who to ask for them yet- next time he wrote home, he'd ask his parents for some, maybe - but he had yarn from different carving projects. It always made a nice contrast texture when he was whittling little deer hooves out of something, or tail fluff for foxes.

He didn't have knitting needles, but he did have access to a tree, and a functioning brain -

Which was why he was several branches up, hand curled around a sprig that looked the right size and shape for needle number two, the first twig already snapped off and held in his mouth. He jolted at the sudden voice, but managed to flail a hand out and snag the branch above him before he could drop from the tree, though his startled yelp in response let his first rudimentary needle fall from his mouth.

"I thought" he blurted in his defense, eyes wide behind his spectacles, "I thought everyone was at Quidditch!"

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#17 A Good Tree Jul 10, 2022 1:25:24 GMT 10

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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2022 1:25:24 GMT 10

Charlotte had snuck through the castle quietly, relieved that she couldn't see or hear the crowds at the pitch. The greenhouse had been close enough and she hugged her bag to her chest as she walked and made it to the quiet area near the Private Courtyard. At least no one else was around, right? She thought anyway, under she walked out and saw two fellow first years there. One was a Slytherin, she had seen her around in class. It was Orla, is she remembered correctly. And then there was Thorne... It was a peculiar name, but seemed to be his real name.

After a quick look between the two, she swallowed and felt her face burn slightly. Though, she didn't understand why, she had felt it before. It was when she felt suddenly uncomfortable and at the moment, she did.

"I'm sorry, I did not realize anyone else was here," she said in a small, though proper voice.

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#17 A Good Tree Jul 10, 2022 21:19:46 GMT 10

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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2022 21:19:46 GMT 10

Orla was still getting used to being surrounded by her peers; back at home, she enjoyed being the only one her age because it felt like she got a lot of time to herself to do things she enjoyed. In reality, she was always watched over by an Aunt, but they were grown-ups and didn’t really count.

This was the reason why it took her a few moments to realise she was standing with her hands in little claw positions, mouth hanging open in front of two new people. When the girl spoke, Orla pressed her lips together and stuffed her hands in her pockets quickly, cheeks burning a little with embarrassment.

“Er…hi,” she began, realising that she’d seen the boy at breakfast and the girl, of course, during classes. It was still weird to feel shy around people she technically shared a house with. A big house, but a house nevertheless.

“Are you guys not fussed on Quidditch either then?” Orla smiled at the girl awkwardly, scuffing her shoe against an exposed tree root. She looked to the boy - Thorne, wasn’t it? - and her eyes widened in concern.

“Are you alright? D’you need help getting down?”

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#17 A Good Tree Jul 11, 2022 21:15:12 GMT 10

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Post by Lena on Jul 11, 2022 21:15:12 GMT 10

The temperature began to drop further, as the sun sank to the horizon and drew the afternoon to a close. As night began, so did dinner. Students were seen or heard passing by on their way to the Great Hall, eager to escape the cold and looking forward to a warm meal or catching up with friends.

From all the chatter, they overheard that Ravenclaw had won the Quidditch match.

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#17 A Good Tree Jul 13, 2022 8:16:52 GMT 10

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Students hurried by, talking about dinner excitedly with their friends, and Orla's stomach immediately growled in response. Just like with breakfast, she was ravenous; the thoughts of a hot meal danced through her mind, and she could swear she already smelled warm bread and butter. She'd already made a few steps towards indoors when she caught herself and looked back to the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

"Are you guys heading in?"

She took a few more steps, and almost bumped into another Ravenclaw running past, singing a winning chant. Ravenclaw must have won - Orla did not look forward to the surly faces in the common room. Plus, if the match was over, that meant competition for the softest rolls...

"Er, I'll see you in there!" She waved awkwardly, calling over her shoulder as she hurried inside. "I'm Orla, by the way! Good luck with your...tree thing!"

She really hoped the boy could get down alright...

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