Giving Chandler one last squeeze as he left her to join his class, Maeve smiled sheepishly as the door to the room slammed shut; rolling back and forth on her heels awkwardly for a moment before walking off quietly down the hallway. As she ambled down the quiet corridor, she found herself...
The small Hufflepuff girl graciously slid back under Chandler's arm, leaning against him slightly as they ambled through the empty hallway. Her hand gently rubbed the taller boy's back as he apologized sincerely, Maeve nodding in complete forgiveness as the topic switched: As he questioned her...
Maeve gingerly gripped onto the Gryffindor boy's hand, tensing in an effort to keep her hands from shaking. Her other hand instinctively went to his hand as well, gently holding his wrist as his arm came to drape over her shoulder. The warmth that immediately enveloped her was shockingly...
Maeve's heart sank deep into her chest as Chandler ordered her to move, her hands shaking slightly as she still tried to hold onto him. Suddenly, she heard the hiss of Jonathan's voice behind her; what he said hitting her to her core.
"Hufflepuff, come on Chandler you could do so much better...
Maeve's head jolted upwards as a familiar voice carried its way through the dining hall; several other of the Hufflepuffs sitting at her table turning to look as well. Her heart sunk as she saw her friend, one of her true friends, storming across the room. His cheeks were flushed with anger, and...
( @sarahmickey98 )
That would be perfect! It may also lead a bigger scene in the hall right now which could kind of group everyone together too. So yeah, they should totally be friends. .u.
( @sarahmickey98 )
Maeve and Chandler can have some history..? She doesn't have any relations either. They're the same year, so maybe they were friends at some point? Or even currently?
Maeve sat quietly at the Hufflepuff table, sipping at some tonic water as the many conversations went right over her head. The bottom half of her face lay buried beneath her striped scarf; sporting her house's trademark yellow and black colors. Most of her focus lie in a tattered notebook in her...
Interested~
((Also, considering the Norse gods, the ancient religion has been declared abolished, though some reconstructions and reinstitutions of the old religion are still practiced. So, it is your call as to whether or not you'd like to use their deities. .u. ))
Coda jumped slightly as James popped into their conversation, surprised by the fact someone else was listening in. She furrowed her brow at his comment, crossing her arms tightly across her chest as she nodded slightly. "Ah- yeah. It's an, illusion. Yeah...I'm just an illusion.", she hissed...