I Am So Original!

[charlie12]

Charlie walked downs the halls of Hogwarts. He was extremely proud of himself. He had escaped the horrors of the Ravenclaw Common Room. It wasn't that bad. But being locked in it for a long period of time can get to a person. Charlie had been studying - nonstop. He may not have learned anything, or gone to any of his classes, but at least he had kept himself busy. This way he wouldn’t have time to think, and down himself. Charlie put his hands in his robe pockets and walked down a stairwell. He needed to get out of Hogwarts for a little while. Even if he could only manage to escape for five minutes - he didn’t care.

Charlie quickly pulled his hand from his pocket as he jumped - skipping the last few steps. He stopped, looking at his surroundings. It was weird. He had never made it to the entrance hall, or he had, just not recently. Charlie sighed and pushed his hand out of his eyes. The hair never stayed in place, and that cause him to get self-conscience. But he would never tell that to anyone.

Charlie walked across the shiny floor and pushed open the wooden doors that protected Hogwarts from intruders. But...what intruders? Charlie never saw any intruders. He never planned to either. Charlie stopped just outside of Hogwarts. He smelled the air, at first it made his eyes water. But that was because he wasn’t used to it. It would probably take him a while to get used to it.

Charlie thought for a moment. Where in Hogwarts hadn’t he been? An easier question to answer would be: where has he been? Charlie never got out much, and this caused him to be a loner. Charlie continued to think, what about the lake? He had never been there, and maybe going there could help him take in nature a bit. Or he could just get out of Hogwarts more often by going there. Either way - Charlie started towards the lake. He had heard the lake was called, Walker Lake. He wasn’t completely sure why, but he would probably figure it out.

The blades of grass were short. Almost like they had been decapitated recently. He didn’t smile at what he had assumed. Instead a frown had been carved into his face. Why? He wasn’t sad. He wasn’t happy. He wasn’t neutral. He was just - blah. Charlie got next to the lake. And instead of sitting down. He walked to the edge, and stared down into the lake. Concentrating on it. Why? He didn’t know. But maybe an idea would come to him. Or something else to make him feel smarter.

[bleedlikeme]

Blue eyes watched the boy nervously as he approached the edge of the lake, she didn't know why, but the notion of being around people still bothered her at times, even though she tried to not allow it to.. She supposed habits were habits, and this was a habit she would have to shake if she wanted to co-exist in society. Tan fingers play with the hem line of her shirt, once again of the blue blouse variety, though it has small designs stitched into it's bottom, fidgeting she supposes, is easier than facing the problem head on.

Crimson sits silently up in the old tree she had perched herself in a few hours before, content to sit and read until the day was done, however, the presence of the boy made her unable to continue her reading. So swinging her bare feet over the edge of the branch she sits on, she slips off an lands with a nearly silent thud. Resisting the urge to giggle at the impression her toes leave in the dirt she walks slowly over to stand beside the boy, making sure to stay as quiet as possible.

Reaching the edge of the lake, she stares into it's depths for a moment, at the reflection that peers back at her. The girl has never seen a picture of herself with someone else, never seen her image near another, and it's weird to see the contrasts. She wears a black mini-skirt with blue pinstripes, along with her blouse, not to mention the charm bracelet and a silver chocker, and to seem the accumilated image next to Charlie.. It was alien..

Sucking in her bottom lip she bites at the rose-colored object thoughtfully, as she turns her eyes to examine his reflection in the water, taking in what he looks like without even having to turn her head.. Yes, she would have to say, this is a very weird sensation, like looking in a very large mirror... That had ripples..

Squatting down she reaches out to brush the lakes surface, smiling as her image dissapears in the ripples and miniature waves that come forth. Turning her head to the right slightly, she smiles shyly at the other boy, not quite sure what is expected of her now.. She'd made contact.. Perhaps.. Perhaps.. She should speak now.

"Hello?"

[charlie12]

Charlie watched the lake. The water seemed lonely, but he didn't feel like keeping it company. He wanted to go back into the castle. The outside was extremely weird to him. He had been inside so long that he didn't really notice how 'open' the world was.

Charlie sighed as he picked his head up and looked across the lake. Hopefully he would see another sign of human life. But then again - maybe not. He could barely consider himself human, much less anyone else. Charlie shook his head and rubbed his right eye. His eye started watering. Oh no. He wasn't going to be considered stupid - because he might have let a tear to escape. But why should he cry? He had no reason to. Lies. He had reasons to. He would never let those reasons escape his mouth.

Charlie stood still as he felt like he being watched. Anyone could tell if they were being watched - if they were patient enough to just sit or stand and listen carefully. The motion of the air would move as the person walked - cutting the air with their body. But he barely made sense when he talked - much less in his mind.

Charlie noticed another figure takes it place on the earth beside him. They were looking in the water. Charlie quickly rubbed his eyes again, as to not let anything be left there. Charlie sighed again and avoiding making eye contact with the person who now stood next to him. Charlie quickly glanced at the girl - just to get an idea of what she looked like. He noticed the girl bite her bottom lip. It was weird how he could notice 'small' things like that. But he had always thought it was 'cute' when someone did that - not that he would ever tell them.

Charlie forced himself to keep his head straight forward, but still be looking at the lake. The silence was weird. Weirder than most people at Hogwarts. Charlie watched the girl squat beside the lake. Maybe this was her first time being at the lake too. Maybe Charlie should speak. Maybe not. Usually he didn't speak until he was spoken to first. This gave him permission to talk.

Charlie finally heard a 'Hello'. But it seemed more like a question. "H--Hello." Charlie responded - trying not to sound like an idiot. But he somehow managed to each time he spoke, no matter the words. Charlie kept quiet. His 'hello' kept repeating itself in his mind, sounding worse with each repetition.