A Song for the Optimists [Nathaniel]

[Holden J. Caulfield]

The Hufflepuff had been walking from the Hufflepuff Boy's Dorm to the Lost Trails. Today he had wrote to Nathaniel of all people. Why had the Hufflepuff ask the Slytherin to ask out? Didn't that break the rules? What rules?

He felt very odd asking Nathaniel to hang out. It was someone else to talk to. Someone who used to intimidate him beyond believe. Yes, Nathaniel Haake had intimidated Holden for some time. Holden couldn't explain why. There was no reason for it. It was just a feeling.

Holden walked over to a bench and sat down. Now all he had to wait was for dear Mister Haake. Maybe he would find somethings out about Amanda. She had been in his head all yesterday and most of today. As much as he tried he could get her out of her head. He bit his lip. I've really got to get her out of my head.

He wore his Avenged Sevenfold hoodie and shirt.Avenged Sevenfold shirt, tight jeans, black studded belt, and his old torn red and black Vans. A red bandanna hung out of his back pocket and his wand was in his front pocket. On his head covering somewhat of his hair was a cadet hat.

Holden looked at his breath in the air as he waited for Nathaniel. He licked his lips, they were chapped. Licking his lips wasn't going to help. In fact, it was going to make them even worse. His leg shook as he waited patiently.

The ^Evil Happy Rainbow Unicorns & Dinos Gang™ needed to have another meeting. Do something! Something fun, y'know? Holden wondered what they could do. Camping was out of the question! Too cold. Uhh they could go camping in the Room of Requirements! Yeah. He would have to bring that up with Jackson and Avery. Too bad Jess wasn't here.

The thought of his ex-girlfriend made him sad with a tiny bit of hatred. Why hadn't she told him she was leaving? It really did sadden Holden that Jessica had left him the way she did. Another way would have been better. Holden bit his lip. He had wondered once-in-a-while if he had ever done something wrong for Jessica to do that to him.

Oh well, it was the past.

His leg stopped shaking as he tapped his foot. What would Nathaniel and him talk about? Holden frowned at the thought. He really didn't know Nathaniel at all. The Hufflepuff never had any reason to talk to him. But it seemed so awkward in class to sit next to him then never have anything to say sept for 'Hi'. And that was lame.

[nathanielhaake]

Typically Nathaniel wasn't the hanging-out kind of guy. Also, he felt that because of his quiet and yet Slytherin-ish attitude, he was someone unapproachable. Well that is until he actually began talking to other people of his same year this term. It felt weird to break out of the habit of being quiet to himself and only conversing with Amanda, Alessa, and Xiomara.

However, receiving a letter from Holden was a surprise. Nathaniel cannot pass up the opportunity to know the Hufflepuff. Afterall, Amanda hung out with him more than she hung out with Nathaniel. Weird how the tables have turned, especially since him and Alessa have been taking things slow. Though Nathaniel liked it that way, it makes every moment everlasting.

This term brought a lot of changes in everyone. Some things Nathaniel couldn't change though. The drift between him and Xiomara, but that's because of the awkward situation they were both put in. How the gossip column suddenly grew old and colder. No articles have been written in months and his was the most dramatic. Though he's no writing genius like Amanda.

Hah, that's a reminder that Aaryn still despised him for it. Well, he let by-gones be by-gones and she could hold grudge against him for as long as she wants. It's not like he intentionally plans on making her life hell. If he could, he would've done it ages before while Herpo was still invading his soul. There could have been a lot of damage back then.

Anyway, he took his black hoodie and slipped it on over his plain hunter green t-shirt. He typically wore dark baggy blue jeans and sneakers since it's casual and comfortable at the same time. No need for house robes when you're not attending classes. Thankfully. He leaves his dorm and out of the common room quickly to avoid everyone else. Like he needs the distraction when he's got nothing else in mind.

The corridors were a bit drafty from the stairs and down. Several students passed by, but he didn't bother to say a word. May as well keep them aware of who they are passing by, just to give them a bit of intimidation of course. Hands slipped into his hoodie pockets as he exited the front doors, quickly on his way toward the Forbidden Forest.

The Forbidden Forest wasn't really hands-off to students. Warning signs always made students grow more curious. However, Nathaniel has only made his way down here a few times, but never stayed long enough. He didn't fear getting in trouble, it just grew boring. But it's within the woods he could easily stroll in. The lost trails where professors couldn't nab you and get in trouble.

Following those trails, he glances through his black framed glasses in search of Holden. He must be somewhere around here, he knew that. As he passed a large tree, Nathaniel noticed a sitting figure on a bench, recognizing him to be Holden. Well at least he didn't get lost, Nathaniel that is. Approaching the bench, he decidedly took a seat on the log across from it. "Hey there. What's up?"