Camilla Belle at Cannes 2010
i could use somebody, like me.: Goodmorning / Open. →
He smiled at Gemma, “Alright, but stay close.. I don’t want you flying off the other side of England.” Josh lifted himself into the air, with Gemma close behind him.“No, I’m too uncoordinated for sports.” Gemma laughed, “But I do love spectating at the games.”
He finished his mountain of food pondered at her, “Do you want to come out flying with me? It’s the perfect weather outside.” Josh offered.
Gemma thought for a second before nodding in acceptance to Josh’s request, “As long as you don’t bowl me over with that beaters arm of yours.” She snickered.
He laughed at her snicker, “I can’t make any guarrantees, Williams. But we should get going before anybody else starts to wake up..” Josh reached out his hand to help her up from the bench and they walked towards the Quidditch Pitch.The tone of the sky was the same as the Hufflepuff crest as they walked underneath it into the centre of the pitch. The two charmed their brooms over and we ready to set flight. “You go first..”
They soared in circles around the circumference of the pitch. The wind blowed through Gemma’s hair as the two spun in circles and chased eachother.
dancing in the rain: Goodmorning / Open. →
Lana laughed, “Not a clue. Supposedly yesterday; but maybe later I’ll head to the office.”“Whenever somebody is sorted, they make a huge deal out of it and have a ceremony in the hall.. even for just one person. So i hope you like the spotlight,”.
She stammered, “N-no. I don’t want the spotlight. At all.”
“That’s how I felt when I had gotten sorted in first year. Then, i became a Gryffindor and my parents constantly poured their attention all over me. Then… my brother was put into Hufflepuff, and they barely know that he’s there..”
“That’s horrible,” she said. “But I don’t think they’d make a fuss over one person.”
“Let’s hope not..” She said, quietly. “What house would you like to be in?”
“No clue,” she shrugged, taking a drag. “I think I’d fit as a Ravenclaw or a Slytherin though.”
“The secret behind the Sorting Hat is that if you believe you belong to a certain house, it will put you there.”
dancing in the rain: Goodmorning / Open. →
Lana laughed, “Not a clue. Supposedly yesterday; but maybe later I’ll head to the office.”“Whenever somebody is sorted, they make a huge deal out of it and have a ceremony in the hall.. even for just one person. So i hope you like the spotlight,”.
She stammered, “N-no. I don’t want the spotlight. At all.”
“That’s how I felt when I had gotten sorted in first year. Then, i became a Gryffindor and my parents constantly poured their attention all over me. Then… my brother was put into Hufflepuff, and they barely know that he’s there..”
“That’s horrible,” she said. “But I don’t think they’d make a fuss over one person.”
“Let’s hope not..” She said, quietly. “What house would you like to be in?”
i could use somebody, like me.: Goodmorning / Open. →
“No, I’m too uncoordinated for sports.” Gemma laughed, “But I do love spectating at the games.”
He finished his mountain of food pondered at her, “Do you want to come out flying with me? It’s the perfect weather outside.” Josh offered.
Gemma thought for a second before nodding in acceptance to Josh’s request, “As long as you don’t bowl me over with that beaters arm of yours.” She snickered.
He laughed at her snicker, “I can’t make any guarrantees, Williams. But we should get going before anybody else starts to wake up..” Josh reached out his hand to help her up from the bench and they walked towards the Quidditch Pitch.
The tone of the sky was the same as the Hufflepuff crest as they walked underneath it into the centre of the pitch. The two charmed their brooms over and we ready to set flight. “You go first..”
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dancing in the rain: Goodmorning / Open. →
Lana laughed, “Not a clue. Supposedly yesterday; but maybe later I’ll head to the office.”“Whenever somebody is sorted, they make a huge deal out of it and have a ceremony in the hall.. even for just one person. So i hope you like the spotlight,”.
She stammered, “N-no. I don’t want the spotlight. At all.”
“That’s how I felt when I had gotten sorted in first year. Then, i became a Gryffindor and my parents constantly poured their attention all over me. Then… my brother was put into Hufflepuff, and they barely know that he’s there..”
(Source: like-a-gem)
dancing in the rain: Goodmorning / Open. →
Gemma, as like everyday, awoke earlier than everyone in her dorm. She looked around trying to notice if anybody was slightly awake.. alas, they weren’t. Bored already, she dressed in her uniform and threw her cloak over her arm before venturing out of the Common Room toward the…
Gemma didn’t expect to see anybody else awake, so her curiosity spiked high when she saw the girl down the hall from her. She looked neutral, and straight ahead as they were moving closer to eachother. The hallway got narrower and narrower the more she moved toward the centre of it. The portraits along her side started talking and waving to her. Being polite she did the same back before she eventually ran into the girl. “Oh, I’m so sorry.”
Typically she would’ve snapped and questioned the girl’s intelligence, but here she was just Lana Kai, not Lana Kai Carpathia. She was ambivalent and made an effort not to give a fuck, “No problem.” With a shrug, she took another drag of her cigarette and smiled at the brunette.
She quickly glanced over the girls robes, “You new aren’t you? I’m Gemma. Gemma Williams.” she said as she reached out her hand.
“Yeah, I’m a new sixth year. Kinda odd, but oh well,” she shrugged and shook hands with the girl. “I’m Lana Kai.”
“I’m sixth year too, and a Gryffindor. ” she said proudly. “Lana, when are you going to get sorted?”
Lana laughed, “Not a clue. Supposedly yesterday; but maybe later I’ll head to the office.”
“Whenever somebody is sorted, they make a huge deal out of it and have a ceremony in the hall.. even for just one person. So i hope you like the spotlight,”.
i could use somebody, like me.: Goodmorning / Open. →
He finished his mountain of food pondered at her, “Do you want to come out flying with me? It’s the perfect weather outside.” Josh offered.Josh shook his head, “It’s alright love, I’ve done this many times before and I havn’t seen the nurse once ..” he assured her. “You don’t play, don’t you?”He looked up and around him at the familiar angles, “Welcome to the Slytherin table.” he smirked at her. Josh filled his plate up with what you’ld usually have for breakfast and dug in.Gemma, as like everyday, awoke earlier than everyone in her dorm. She looked around trying to notice if anybody was slightly awake.. alas, they weren’t. Bored already, she dressed in her uniform and threw her cloak over her arm before venturing out of the Common Room toward the…
“It’s great, isn’t it?” Gemma nodded towards Josh before sipping some of her pumpkin juice. “I thought, since nobody’s here anyway, that I’d just sit wherever.”
“Oh, so this is what it feels like being on the green-side of the room..” She smirked back. Gemma looked at Josh’s Quidditch attire, “.. You know, it’s a trip to the infirmary if you fly on a full stomach.”
“No, I’m too uncoordinated for sports.” Gemma laughed, “But I do love spectating at the games.”
Gemma thought for a second before nodding in acceptance to Josh’s request, “As long as you don’t bowl me over with that beaters arm of yours.” She snickered.
dancing in the rain: Goodmorning / Open. →
Gemma, as like everyday, awoke earlier than everyone in her dorm. She looked around trying to notice if anybody was slightly awake.. alas, they weren’t. Bored already, she dressed in her uniform and threw her cloak over her arm before venturing out of the Common Room toward the…
Gemma didn’t expect to see anybody else awake, so her curiosity spiked high when she saw the girl down the hall from her. She looked neutral, and straight ahead as they were moving closer to eachother. The hallway got narrower and narrower the more she moved toward the centre of it. The portraits along her side started talking and waving to her. Being polite she did the same back before she eventually ran into the girl. “Oh, I’m so sorry.”
Typically she would’ve snapped and questioned the girl’s intelligence, but here she was just Lana Kai, not Lana Kai Carpathia. She was ambivalent and made an effort not to give a fuck, “No problem.” With a shrug, she took another drag of her cigarette and smiled at the brunette.
She quickly glanced over the girls robes, “You new aren’t you? I’m Gemma. Gemma Williams.” she said as she reached out her hand.
“Yeah, I’m a new sixth year. Kinda odd, but oh well,” she shrugged and shook hands with the girl. “I’m Lana Kai.”
“I’m sixth year too, and a Gryffindor. ” she said proudly. “Lana, when are you going to get sorted?”
