Thread: Hogwarts Horror Stories. (Malin & Darkangel76)

Felicity wrung out her hair, water dripping onto the floor of the car as she sat there awkwardly across from Simon. Another nervous giggle escaped her as the water spilled onto the floor in a tiny puddle. With reddened cheeks, she watched the Slytherin casually lean back as if relaxed. How guys like him managed to play it so cool, she'd never know. Then again, she supposed it was one of the greatest mysteries in life and probably always would be. Social grace wasn't one of her strong points, but with all the studying she had to do, she never had the time to truly perfect such things. No matter. He seemed nice enough and more than fine with sharing the space of his car with her. Goose bumps began to form on Felicity's pale skin as she sat there and nodded, slender fingers combing through long tresses as they tangled about her slim shoulders. I'm sure it will be, she said trying not to sound too forced in the way of conversation. Felicity was never really good at this sort of thing though she wished she was. At least she always tried, which was more than she could say for a lot of those she knew in her year. Most of her fellow Ravenclaw found it beneath themselves to even bother socializing, especially now that they were entering their 5th year. Graduation was around the corner and that meant everyone needed to take things a bit more seriously if they wanted to be ready to face the world once they finished their time away at school. And I'm Felicity, Felicity added. Felicity Steele. Her gray eyes shifted to her lap for a brief moment before she reached out her hand, still a bit damp from the rain, to shake Simon's hand if he would take it. She smiled warmly despite the chill in the air. We've had a class or two together before, I believe, she stated plainly, letting him know that she recognized him. Letting out a soft sigh, she sat back and rubbed at her arms. She would definitely need to change soon or, at the very least, get her robes. As Felicity pondered getting her robes, the train suddenly lurched into motion. She giggled as her body jolted, causing her to jump with a start. Her one hand pressed against the window for balance while the other gripped the edge of her seat. Once the train began to move, she settled into her seat a bit more, her hands resuming their earlier action of rubbing at her arms. The wet fabric of her shirt rubbed against her flesh causing her body to shiver. Hrm, Felicity groaned. No need. I think I'll just retrieve my robes. That should be enough for now. She paused and smiled at Simon. I hope. She hummed softly as rummaged through one small bag she'd carried onto the train with her. The bag was deceptive in its size, looking rather small. She opened it up and reached inside, her entire arm disappearing as she pulled out her Ravenclaw robe and pulled it tightly about her petite frame. Snuggling into it, she smiled. Ah, see? Much better, she said, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink. So, she continued. Simon Mycroft, right? She arched an eyebrow as she looked over at the Slytherin, her lips quirking up as she suddenly looked lost in thought. Yes, I do believe we've had a few classes together. Felicity definitely knew that she and the Slytherin had had classes together in the past. Though the two had never formally spoken, she'd made it a point to at least be aware of the other students around her, especially those with whom she'd shared a class. It was something of a habit to make sure to learn everyone's names. She saw it as a common courtesy of sorts, though she never expected anyone to return the favor. So, Mr. Mycroft, Felicity started, a smile on her lips. Why is it you have this grand car all to yourself? Just enjoying some quiet before the year starts or were you perhaps a bit late in arriving to the station much like myself? she asked while tugging on her robes a bit more tightly, her head tilting as she waited for the Slytherin to answer.