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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 16, 2006 0:20:21 GMT
Tyson shivered slightly as he trotted down to the forest around 8 pm. Normally he would've been too scared to go out near this place by himself, but ignoring Jakob's orders had created new sort of passion that was driving him to do things that pushed his fears and limits; hence the night-time trip to the edge of the forest. Tyson started to slow down as he drew closer to the forest though and slid his arms into his sleeves since a breeze was starting to come. There was a crack suddenly, and Tyson jumped only to find that he'd stepped onto a stick. He sighed, trying to keep him relaxed. Eventually he stopped completely, not wanting to go any bit closer to the forest. He took a seat on a stump a few feet from him and gazed at the stars. Old memories zoomed through Tyson's head making a small tear fall down on his cheek. He missed his mother more than anyone knew.((OOC: And so now someone should join Tyson in his time of misery,  ))
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Post by Hermione Granger on May 16, 2006 9:17:05 GMT
Ginny sighed as she breathed in the cool night air. Though it wasn't really that late yet, it was still fairly dark outside. She noticed a small, blurry outline on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Squinting, she walked slowly toward the figure to find, to her immense surprise, that it was a little boy. She didn't see the tears from where she was standing, her eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the darkness.
"Hello," she said softly, a warm smile on her face; Ginny had always liked kids, and animals too. She bent down to his level, not wanting to tower over the little boy and be seen as a threat in any way. "What's your name? Do your parents know you're out this late?" she asked kindly. If she was still his age, her parents would be freaking out about where she was.
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 17, 2006 2:36:02 GMT
Tyson quickly wiped his tears from his face as he saw the girl wander up to him. His eyes fell upon her flaming red hair, yet he didn't recognize her. "Tyson," he mumbled, looking away with sullen eyes that couldn't be recognized in the darkness. A pouty expression formed slowly on his lips when she mentioned his parents. "I don't care what he thinks," whispered Tyson quietly, although that wasn't exactly true. If Tyson didn't care what Jakob thought, he wouldn't be out here trying to scare Jakob into thinking Tyson had run away or something.
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Post by Hermione Granger on May 17, 2006 8:48:41 GMT
"Tyson,"
Ginny smiled warmly at the little boy, a few locks of vibrant red hair sliding over her shoulder as a slight breeze blew past her. Aww, he's so cute... she thought to herself. "Nice to meet you Tyson, my name's Ginny." She offered her hand to the little boy to shake, unsure of whether or not his parents had taught him to shake people's hands when they met.
"I don't care what he thinks,"
Ginny frowned slightly, a small crease appearing above her brow. Biting her lip gently, she whispered sotfly, "Did you have a fight? I'm sure your dad's very worried about you." She remembered when she had gotten in trouble from her parents when she was little, she had hidden but they didn't come looking for her until a few hours after. Presumably, they had seen her location on the family clock and not been too worried about her whereabouts.
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 18, 2006 1:08:48 GMT
Tyson made an unintelligible grumble in acknowledgment of her name and glanced at her hand curiously. Instead of shaking it, he hit it like that of a high-five since that was what he was used to doing. Back home, Tyson and his grandpa even had a special little hand-shake that Tyson loved to do since it'd taken him so long to remember it all.
Did you have a fight? I'm sure your dad's very worried about you.
"I don't think he is," disagreed Tyson, shaking his head fervently. "And I wouldn't care even if he was" he added in what almost seemed like a proud voice as his dislike of Jakob was growing everyday despite Jakob's tries.
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Post by Hermione Granger on May 18, 2006 7:01:04 GMT
Ginny grinned as the boy high fived him, her suspicions had been right. She shook her head at her own thoughts. Why should she expect such a young kid to be used to greeting people formally. She withdrew her hand and placed it on her knee as she continued to squat so that she could be on his level.
"I don't think he is. And I wouldn't care even if he was."
A slight smile was on her face as he said this. Knowing parents, his father was probably worried sick about him. Judging from the fact that he hadn't said whether or not it was a fight, she assumed it to be true. "Don't you two get along well?" she asked curiously.
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Tom Robinson
First Year
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Emily Robinson
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Sean Robinson
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Post by Tom Robinson on May 18, 2006 19:03:26 GMT
Sean walked slowly down the path that led to the forest. He was rather bored and once again, his sister was getting all the attention. I hate it when that happens, he thought. It got rather annoying after a while. He slipped behind a tree and noticed a kid that looked his age and an older girl.
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 20, 2006 2:22:00 GMT
Don't you two get along well?
"Nope," said Tyson simply with the same proudness coming out in his voice. "He's a bimbo," he added, lowering his voice slightly at the last word since he'd often been scolded back home for even mild words like that. Some rules still applied in his head despite his mother being gone to enforce them. "And-" Tyson stopped quickly as he heard what sounded like leaves rustling due to being stepped on. "What was that?" he asked with a slight shiver as another gust of wind had blown.
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Post by Hermione Granger on May 20, 2006 4:29:39 GMT
"Nope. He's a bimbo."
Ginny knew she shouldn't be laughing at a comment like that, especially one that would get him in trouble if he said it to his father's face, but she couldn't help but stifle a laugh. "Well it's okay to say that to me, but I wouldn't tell your father you think that of him."
"What was that?"
Ginny heard the sound as well and had turned around, squinting in the darkness. Her eyes became slightly more focused and she saw yet another figure, walking around in the darkness. "I think it's a person... Unless animals walk on their hind legs nowadays... Maybe we should be quiet. If it's a teacher, we might get in trouble." She bit her lip, hoping they weren't going to be caught.
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Emily Robinson
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Post by Tom Robinson on May 20, 2006 14:13:29 GMT
Sean grinned at the thought that they thought him a teacher and stepped out from behind the teacher. He walked up to them slowly and said, "Hi, I'm Sean. I'm a bit bored with my annoying halfbrother. Stupid guy doesn't have any clue where I am. Probably doesn't care."
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Post by Hermione Granger on May 20, 2006 14:21:56 GMT
Ginny smiled, laughing softly at the relaxed, blunt speech of the new arrival. It never ceased to amaze her how confident most young children were, how they could innocently walk up to someone and begin a conversation almost straight away, without caring about who they were, their bloodline, family... not like some of the narrow-minded adults and teenagers she knew.
"Hello Sean, pleased to meet you. I'm Ginny Weasley," she offered him his hand to shake, and wondered whether his reaction would be to give her a high five like Tyson had.
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Tom Robinson
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Slytherin House
Emily Robinson
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Sean Robinson
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Post by Tom Robinson on May 20, 2006 15:11:58 GMT
((ok I'll be all unpredictable then ... lol))
Sean put his hand on her hand for a minute before pulling away. He looked around and said, "Hi. Who are you?" To the boy that looked about his age. He was rather bored. Someone besides his sister to play with would be rather welcomed.
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 21, 2006 22:37:08 GMT
"Tyson," replied Tyson simply with a grin as the rustling turned out to a boy around his age. He was tired of all the stupid adults wandering around the place, and so maybe this boy would be good to know.
Well it's okay to say that to me, but I wouldn't tell your father you think that of him.
"Okie dokie," answered Tyson with a small nod. He could have guessed that already, but the thought had crossed his mind occasionally. "But he needs to be told or else he won't ever know," he added, saying each word slowly since he often mixed things up in long setences."
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Post by Hermione Granger on May 23, 2006 7:04:11 GMT
Ginny grinned at Sean's reaction, once again it was unpedictable. She was amazed by the behaviour of small children, the way they could approach someone they had never met before and not feel at all self-conscious, like she had been until around her third year.
"But he needs to be told or else he won't ever know,"
Ginny smiled, fighting a sigh. It didn't seem that Tyson got the point that his father would be angry if he said that to him... but then agan, Ginny didn't know his father so it would be hard for her to gauge his reaction anyway.
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 25, 2006 0:05:11 GMT
Tyson glanced around at the forest again, his fear starting to bite into him at the silence slowly taking over. His teeth chattered for a few brief seconds before stopping. "It's kinda cold," Tyson muttered, his thoughts focused on something warm unlike the current position they were in. "And I don't like the forest as much as I thought," he added with another glimpse at it.
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