Louis Valois
December 11, 2015 1:09 PM
Fancy a chat? [Tag: Emmy-Lou] by Louis Valois
Feeling refreshed and calm from a couple of hours of piano playing, Louis returned to the Aladren common room. That was his weekly release of emotions done, and now he’d be back to bottling everything up, apart from the occasional snide remark. He grinned to himself, enjoying portraying himself as an emotionless prat. It was better than turning into some kind of soppy Teppenpaw, and he couldn't let anyone know that Louis Valois had actually had feelings. It was bad enough that some unknown girl had interrupted his piano playing (she’d better not mention it to anyone, he muttered to himself darkly, ignoring the fact that he had no viable threat on hand in case she did).Walking into the library, he pulled out the Birds of Prey book and entered the common room, noticing that Emmy-Lou was reading on a sofa. He flopped down next to her. “What’re you reading?” he asked.
Louis was obviously more relaxed and open than he had been last year. He would previously never have been seen sitting in such a casual position, but his summer of avoiding responsibilities and making new muggle friends had definitely loosened the young pureblood up a bit. He still had the unconscious bearing of someone who had had ideas of posture drilled into him since birth, but his movements seemed to have changed to something more graceful and natural. His way of talking was also more relaxed, which was due to both a lessening concern of people’s opinions of him, and an increasing confidence in using English in informal settings.
A thought occurred to Louis. “What do you think of these challenges that’re going to happen this year?” he asked her. “It’s a shame about Quidditch, of course – well, I suppose you might not agree, but we athletes need something to live for – but do you think the challenges will be anything interesting?”
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Emilia-Louise Scott
December 17, 2015 5:40 AM
Okey dokey! by Emilia-Louise Scott
Although she felt as though twelve was such a grand old age to be, Emmy-Lou recognized that she wasn’t officially a teenager yet and hadn’t reached those stereotypically defining characteristics of being one either. Sleeping in, for one, was not something that she often did, or at least trying to stay in bed for as long as possible and then rushing to get breakfast before classes began. Emmy liked to utilise daytime and often woke early so that she could sit in the common room and have a read or visit the library before going to Cascade Hall for her morning grub. Today she was doing the former of the two, curled up on one of the sofas in the Aladren common room with her feet tucked up underneath her in a comfy position that suggested she had been engrossed in her book in that very spot for quite some time.She glanced up when Louis came to join her. Although she was keen on reading, she was also a very sociable person and didn’t have a tendency of getting so absorbed in her book that she was unaware of what was going on around her. Emmy flashed him the front cover of her book, which he had not been able to see since it was resting on her lap, in response to his casual question. “Unicorns and their Uses,” she added in case he hadn’t seen. “It’s about the ethics of wizards using them.” To a stranger it may seem an odd thing for a twelve year old girl to be reading in her spare time but Louis was probably used to her coming out with far stranger reading material by now. That being said, she did enjoy a number of contemporary novels that were more popular with her age group. Unicorns were something that had always intrigued her, from the very first time she went into the private forest belonging to Ivan Curtis and saw some, but it was an offhand remark made by Chuck only a couple of days earlier that had made them her latest focus.
“The challenges sound like great fun!” Emmy grinned at Louis’s mention of them. She was really looking forward to the first challenge, whatever it might be. She had made a mental note of the people in her group, some she knew and some she didn’t. Even those she knew, or at least the two names, Lauren Song and John Umland, that she could put faces to, Emmy was keen for the opportunity to get to know better. “I can’t wait for them to start.”
“Yes, I could imagine all of the Quidditch teams will be pretty bummed about no matches,” she nodded sympathetically. Emmy wasn’t so bothered herself but did feel sorry for those like Louis that were, and she was sure she would miss not being able to go along to support her house and friends this year. Despite not liking to play the game herself, she did have a competitive nature and an appreciation for all sports so she was familiar with Quidditch and could enjoy spectating. She snorted and gave her friend a playful shove in response to his remark on “athletes needing something to live for” which sounded as though it was said in jest but probably was also that mix of Louis getting his superior on because he played some dumb game that Emmy was too scared to.
“I think they should be interesting,” Emmy reasoned, surprised that he appeared slightly sceptical. She was just plain excited. “I mean, even if the actual challenges turn out to be not-so-great, I’m sure it will be good to work with other students we wouldn’t otherwise get to know very well. I think the whole point of it is really a team-building thing anyway so it will be fun getting to know new people. Although, thinking of how keen you are about getting to know the first years, I’m not sure how you’ll feel about having to work with one on your team.” She said the last part jokily but wondered if maybe Louis wasn’t as eager to get to know other people as she was, unless they were rich and society and a good connection as seemed the priority with most pureblood kids at Sonora, or their parents at least.
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