Open Only Thoughts for Company

[Tristan Collins]

Tristan had been completely throwing himself into his schoolwork to distract himself from everything else in his life. This wasn't hard, his social life had completely exploded after Vivian had dropped a bomb on it. But even for him, there was a limit to how much studying he could do before it drove him completely mad. He just couldn't see another textbook anymore, he needed a break. But the student lounge was full of whispers and stares, as was any other public place in Hogwarts. Sometimes Tristan wondered if he was exaggerating the staring in his mind, but then he remembered how public his humiliation had been and he was once again sure that it was really there. In order to avoid the other students, he had taken to sitting by himself in quieter spots. The cliffs were a good choice for this, as they were often feared by younger students. Tristan made himself comfortable there, then looked over the lake quietly. He was counting the days until graduation. He would leave all this behind once he graduated, moving to a much brighter future. He clung to that hope, knowing that it was all he had left.

 

[Kengi Smile]

Kengi Smile was in a rush. He had been to the Cliffs earlier in the day, and he think he lost a quill there. Kengi had a lot of emotional attachment to his writing utensils, so he was going to do his best to find the quill. If he did not, it was going to ruin his day until the end of eternity. The fourth year quietly made his way to the Cliffs, making sure that no one saw where he was going. It was not until he got closer that he saw Tristan sitting. This did not bother Kengi, but it was an odd predicament. "Did you see a pink quill around here, Tristan?" he asked as he walked up to the prefect. He turned to look around for the quill to see if it was on the ground. Kengi did not really care about the drama that was going on in Tristan's life, or the gossip that was happening about the prefect's situation. He did not like Tristan, but the prefect did not deserve to be isolated from his own student body, which he could call a second home. "And, how are you?" he asked, turning back to look at the prefect.

 

[Tristan Collins]

Tristan had just managed to find a bit of peace and quiet and relax for what felt like the first time in weeks, when he heard someone behind him. The boy immediately tensed, his moment of relaxation forgotten as he wondered who had found him. He sighed when he looked over at the boy and recognized the younger Hufflepuff. He had had an odd conversation with Kengi in the past, and wasn't really keen to repeat it. "No." He said shortly. He nearly grimaced when the boy asked how he was, but managed to keep his face neutral. He didn't know Kengi that well, and the only reason the boy would ask was the drama with Vivian. Tristan wondered how he could feel so guilty towards Vivian, but feel resentful at the same time. Sometimes he resented the boy for making it all so public, while other times he felt like he understood completely why he had done what he'd done. It was strange. "I'm fine." He said shortly, and he hoped the boy would heed the warning in his tone and wouldn't go on to be nosy.

 

[Daphne Dommino]

Daphne had managed to escape most of the drama for the last six years. She didn’t care about Quidditch matches and classes, political nonsense with the ministry or any other student relationships that seemed to grab the attention of anyone else. There were more important things than magic, and the world she’d been pushed into was trivial and a waste of a time. Ever since her first year, the cliffs had been a peaceful place for the Gryffindor and she’d come to them again now, trying to get away from the ongoing rose deliveries that were flying around the castle. It was so pathetic, the roses would be dead soon enough anyway. Realising she wasn’t alone at the cliffs, and not wanting to be shooed away, Daphne tried to make herself as inconspicuous as possible as she took a seat a short distance from the boys, pretending she couldn’t hear what she was saying as she took out a magazine from her bag.​

 

[Kengi Smile]

Kengi was disappointed that Tristan had not seen his pink quill. He guessed he was going to have to buy a new one later, which would be annoying. All quills weren't the same, and Kengi was picky with his writing utensils. Tristan's second response also disappointed him even more. Kengi actually liked Tristan. He felt that he was a very capable wizard, even if he was a terrible person for cheating on several people. Kengi began to walk away, not noticing the other girl on the Cliffs as well. However, he turned around and walked back to Tristan. "Look. There is a reason why no one likes you, and it's not just because you lied to and embarrassed all the people you have ever dated. It's because you are just a d*ck. You say you care about your future, but you are going to get nowhere for long by using others for your own gain. Everything that is happening to you right now is because you deserve it and nothing less. Like, did you ever think about how October's future would be affected by your actions? You're just selfish, and a lame excuse for a Hufflepuff." Kengi ranted angrily. It all sounded like a prophecy, a curse that he was putting on Tristan. Kengi normally did not go off on people like this, but he cared for Tristan, as he cared for everyone. Sometimes they needed to hear the hard stuff. Kengi could not just help but stand there and wait for Tristan to use his power to take points or something. But he was hoping that he was not just talking to a wall.

 

[Tristan Collins]

Tristan was hoping that saying he was fine would be the end of the conversation. Hopefully the annoying younger boy would start looking for his quill elsewhere and leave Tristan alone. But nothings was further from the truth. Instead of leaving him be, the boy, who he really barely knew, started giving him a long rant about why no one liked him. Tristan stared at him as he spoke, his eyebrows raising. The boy was ranting at him now, angry and upset. Tristan felt the words hit hom,e but he felt an anger of his own. "Look, I barely know you. You're just some kid. Who are you to talk about my life like you have anything to do with it? You're insignificant, and I doubt you ever even talked to October. How about you go care about your own life instead of mine? I have better things to do than talk to a little kid." He said, glaring. Then he turned away from him, willing the boy to go away. Who cared about things like Hogwarts houses. The fact that the boy brought that up showed how much of a kid he really still was.

 

[Daphne Dommino]

Daphne hadn’t kept up with the school gossip to know what on earth the younger kid was on about, but she could still hear him talk to Tristan, tell Tristan exactly what he thought of him. Whatever was going on, it seemed ridiculous that a younger student had any right at all telling an older student, a prefect at that, what he thought he deserved. The seventh year seemed just as irritated as Daphne thought someone would be after hearing something like that, as she rolled her eyes at the number of kids who tried to poke their noses in where they didn’t belong. “You know, technically, you can actually get even further ahead using others for your own personal gain,” she interrupted. It was always those that shouted the loudest that came out on top anyway. She sighed, looking between the boys, “Cant you give the guy a break? Are you blind or just oblivious to the fact he was having time to himself?” Daphne added. She knew her presence wasn’t adding to the situation but she was quite aware what it felt like to want some space away from people in this school.

 

[Kengi Smile]

Kengi did not really care about what anyone else thought about what he had to say. Tristan's response was mediocre at best. The prefect was irresponsible and could not take accountability for his own actions. "You just can't come to terms with the fact that you're a piece of sh!t." he said. Kengi rarely ever got this harsh. Tristan clearly has a skewed moral compass that was going to lead him down a terrible path. He looked over to the girl and simply rolled his eyes. He did not have anything to say to her. But he gave Tristan a glare before he walked away. He still needed to find his quill, which sounded much more fun than dealing with the older students.

Out of Character:

Sorry this took so long. Muse has been ded

 

[Tristan Collins]

Tristan was hoping the situation would diffuse once he ignored the younger boy, but some girl he he hadn't even noticed before was apparently witness to this humiliating experience. For some reason, she decided to stand up for him, as if he needed defending from some little kid. The boy said some more things, but Tristan ignored him before he walked away. It wasn't that the words didn't register, but he wouldn't give this kid the satisfaction of having Tristan react to them. When he walked away, Tristan turned to the girl. "I don't need you to defend me." He said dismissively. "You don't know me either, so just leave me alone."

 

[Daphne Dommino]

Daphne was incredibly fed up with the amount of dismissal she seemed to receive from everybody she interacted with. It didn’t matter if she was rude, nice or tried to help someone out, they always wanted her to leave them alone. She glared at the older boy when he told her she didn’t need to defend him. “Well, apparently you do need someone who doesn’t know you if this is what you get from those you do,” she glanced between him and the other kid he’d been arguing with. “You’re right, he’s a terrible Hufflepuff.” By this point the Gryffindor was angry, angry at everything she’d been dealing with by herself and even when she tried to reach out for friends it was thrown back in her face. “And you’re just as bad,” she added, referring to him rolling his eyes at her, “What’s up with this stupid school and all the stupid people in it?” Daphne being cross was an understatement.