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Post by Pansy Parkinson on May 30, 2006 10:14:47 GMT 10
"Hmm...never thought of it that way."
She nodded and then pointed her wand at her hair which instantly dried and was now straightened to the way it was before. She then pointed her wand at her clothes and they too dried. She looked at him.
"In need of warm, dry clothes?"
She asked holding up her wand.
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Post by Harry Potter on Jun 1, 2006 4:18:50 GMT 10
Harry cocked a brow. She didn't think he could do that himself? Or maybe she just wanted to be nice? You could never know about those Slytherins.
He shook his head. "No thanks." He flicked his hand at himself, and instantly dried up. He had finaly learned those non-verbal spell... at least sometimes it worked.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Jun 1, 2006 4:22:43 GMT 10
She looked at him as he refused the offer of the drying spell and then smirked as he dried himself off. She shrugged and tucked her wand in her back pocket. She sighed and looked at the empty perch where her owl had been with the letter attached to its leg. Why did I even write it? It's not like they'd care..
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Post by Harry Potter on Jun 1, 2006 4:43:57 GMT 10
There was a silence, which Harry noticed would soon become awkward if someone didn't say something. He saw Pansy watched the owls... or at least he figured she did.
"You've got one?" He asked. "An owl, I mean?"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Jun 1, 2006 4:49:44 GMT 10
She blinked back into reality and looked over at him.
"Hmm? Oh. Yeah. I call him Tupsy."
She said with a slight smile. It was such a goofy name. But she liked it.
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Post by Harry Potter on Jun 1, 2006 5:17:46 GMT 10
Harry watched her. Tupsy?
Then he came to think about why he had called her Hedvig... or actually he hadn't been the one who had named her. Hagrid had.
"I'm starting to get bored now." He admitted.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Jun 1, 2006 5:19:33 GMT 10
She pursed her lips out and then batted at her hair a bit as it fell infront of her face.
"I'm sorry."
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Post by Harry Potter on Jun 3, 2006 4:35:57 GMT 10
Harry grinned slightly.
"You don't have to be sorry." He ensured her. "It's not like it's your fault we're stuck here."
He looked out of the door. It was still raining heavily.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Jun 3, 2006 7:34:44 GMT 10
She sighed.
"For all I know, it is my fault. I tend to bring bad luck everywhere."
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Post by Harry Potter on Jun 4, 2006 3:42:24 GMT 10
Harry suddenly began to feel a bit sorry for her. Perhaps she wasn't this cool girl at all, that she always seemed to be when she was with the other Slytherins.
"I don't think you bring bad luck." He told her, wanting to cheer her up. "You have been there in all the Quidditch games, right? And we've never lost to you, so you're definatly luck for us." He joked.
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