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Adelaide didn't really like Quidditch as much as Wendall - she covered her eyes whenever she thought somebody was about to get hit by a bludger - but she wasn't going to pass up an opportunity to spend time with her friend. Besides, Lysander was playing, and he was absolutely the cutest boy in...

Mate!

The boy was right. Wendall might not want to see her, but at least if she went to find him he'd know she cared about him. She stood up and dried her eyes one final time, suddenly immensely grateful for this stranger's help. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all. Something had made him bitter and...

Adelaide couldn't do anything right today. She looked down at her feet, which swam behind fresh tears. Wendall obviously didn't want to see her - he'd made that clear enough - but she didn't feel right just abandoning him, either. It was probably too late to make it up to him. She sank back down...

Adelaide hunched over, trying to make herself as small as possible. There was no 'just' about it! Being shouted at by anybody was horrible, let alone by your best friend. She kept quiet as the boy continued, little pennies going plink plink plink in her head as they dropped into place. Oh, no...

Adelaide hated that. Being called a child. Admittedly she was a child, but people only ever pointed it out to annoy her. 'You're only a child; you'll understand when you're older.' Or, 'You're a child, all children cry.' Ugh. He was being so patronising. "No. My best friend shouted at me," she...

Adelaide flinched at the harshness of his response, feeling every word like a pinch on the arm. She should have stood up and walked away, but now she was feeling so shaky she wasn't sure she'd get very far without falling down again. She let out a sob at the name Weepy. Where was Chase? Or...

Adelaide startled and looked around. "Oh. S-sorry," she stammered automatically, a pit opening in her stomach. "I didn't see you." The boy was probably right. She should get over herself. She was being a baby. But she couln't help it, and though she dried her face, the tears kept coming. Why...

Following this topic Adelaide ran across the great lawn, tears brimming in her eyes. She'd only been trying to help! It had been awful seeing Wendall like that, soaking wet, his books destroyed, but it was even worse being pushed away. If she couldn't comfort her best friend - well, she'd...

Adelaide was looking for Wendall. She had the most juicy story to tell him about a fight that had broken out at the Gryffindor table earlier that morning, and it couldn't wait, or else she'd forget the best parts. When she finally spotted him, soaking wet and clutching his equally soggy books to...

"Good, I was trying to!" Adelaide said, when she was finally able to stop laughing for long enough to breathe. She sat down on the bench beside him, still giggling. At least she'd cheered up, now. "Yeah! How did you know? I'm so bad at names, I probably won't remember yours. I mean, I will try...

A D E L A I D E ;; J A N E ;; H O N E Y S E T T ;; - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥- So I'll play my hand at life believing / Every win and every loss is teaching Me to paint my world in color / To see its beauty through the eyes of others I wanna hold the whole...

Adelaide was shocked. "Yeah, but, it's not ours! It wouldn't be right," she said, though she sounded doubtful. She, like her friends, was interested to know what was inside. It wasn't like they were going to take any of it. They only wanted to have a look. The Gryffindor crouched down beside...

Adelaide stepped aside as Chase joined her, out of breath. It was, she conceded, actually quite exciting, being up at this time of the morning, when the castle was quiet and seemed to thrum with possibilities. Obediently she shuffled closer, her eyes on the suitcase. On closer inspection, she...

It was seven o'clock in the morning. Adelaide, who didn't like to be up before eight unless it was an emergency, groaned as one of her dorm mates nudged her awake and handed her a small scrap of paper. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and unfolded it. Wendall wanted to see her. Well, that...

There wasn't a thing about home Adelaide didn't miss. She even missed arguing with her sisters - something she'd always done her best to avoid. She missed the familiar sound of their voices, and longed to call them up, but she couldn't even do that. Instead she had to make do with letters...

Mate!

I was expecting Wendall to get Gryffindor and Adelaide to get Hufflepuff =)) this looks so strange!!

Well she definitely surprised me HAHA - I did not expect this at all and can't wait to see how she develops as a result :party:

Mate!