Leda Layton
hates secrets 👑 THREE?! | upturned lion editor
- Messages
- 1,972
- OOC First Name
- Pheeb
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Asexual (Mervyn)
- Wand
- Straight 14 1/2 Inch Rigid Dogwood Wand with Unicorn Tail Hair Core
- Age
- 2/2033 (26)
Leda had just found out about her new position on the Quidditch team, but the only person she thought of telling wasn't exactly speaking to her right now. Things hadn't been the same since the day that Leda and Mervyn had tried to help out some wildlife, and while the Slytherin had been doing her best to keep her head held high, she missed her best friend. They'd spent over two years around one another and to go as long as they had without speaking was making her feel a bit strange.
Not wanting to leave it any longer, she had dragged herself up from the common room, purposely avoiding Olive as she knew that if she could tell Mervyn first it would have made her feel better. Professor Layton would obviously be pleased too, considering she once played seeker on the Gryffindor team in Scotland, and now it was as though Leda was following in her elder sisters footsteps. The redhead wanted her best friend back though and feeling as though it could well be an ice breaking, she pushed herself towards the table as she caught site of him. Approaching from behind, careful in case her presence scared him off (Not that she expected it would be after he'd run away from her at their last encounter she couldn't be sure) and cleared her throat loudly. "Mervyn." She said briefly and with a blank face, "It's September Mervyn." As though that sentence alone was meant to trigger a memory in the Gryffindor that they were both in tune with.
Not wanting to leave it any longer, she had dragged herself up from the common room, purposely avoiding Olive as she knew that if she could tell Mervyn first it would have made her feel better. Professor Layton would obviously be pleased too, considering she once played seeker on the Gryffindor team in Scotland, and now it was as though Leda was following in her elder sisters footsteps. The redhead wanted her best friend back though and feeling as though it could well be an ice breaking, she pushed herself towards the table as she caught site of him. Approaching from behind, careful in case her presence scared him off (Not that she expected it would be after he'd run away from her at their last encounter she couldn't be sure) and cleared her throat loudly. "Mervyn." She said briefly and with a blank face, "It's September Mervyn." As though that sentence alone was meant to trigger a memory in the Gryffindor that they were both in tune with.