Are we seriously going to do this thread? on Cascade Hall

Oliver Abbott

July 20, 2010 12:21 PM

Are we seriously going to do this thread? by Oliver Abbott

Exams were approaching far too fast, and although tecnically Oliver's grades would not affect his future, he was still determined to do well. Lutece had taken to calling him a geek with even greater frequency than usual, but she didn't really seem to mind. Oliver didn't know if it was the Crotalus in him, trying to prove himself all the time, or because he wanted to be better than Julian, or Charlie, or Hannah... he didn't really know. He just wanted to do his best, so he'd taken to walking round with a textbook or two for most of the day, including to meals.

This meal was breakfast, and Oliver was tucking into pancakes and syrup, with a side helping of loopholes in the laws concerning Unforgivables. It was hard work for first thing in the morning, especially when he hadn't even managed to see Lutece yet. Hence Oliver wasn't opposed to his sister coming over to distract him. "Good morning," he said, slipping a bookmark (it was actually an old envelope, but it served as a perfectly adequate bookmark) between the open pages and laying the book aside.

He was wearing his uniform robes, as he was planning on heading straight to class after consuming a caffinated beverage or several, and paused a moment to raise a scathing eyebrow at his sister's attire. "Did you forget your skirt?" he extended his earlier greeting, though at the same time he gestured for her to sit down. Probably best she sat down, really, considering how much leg was currently visible.

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Charlotte Abbott

July 20, 2010 12:31 PM

Looks like it by Charlotte Abbott

Each day seemed to be more cheerful than the next as summer approached. Fourth years didn't have any exmas to worry about, plus there was the Midsummer fair to look forward to. Beyond that, Charlie was excited about the summer. the wetaher was warmer, she'd have no homework for weeks, and she was planning on spending a great deal of time with Dmitry. She just had to settle her plans, which meant getting her parents to allow her to go. Not easy.

Still, Charlie would try. She'd already decided how to go about it as she got dressed that morning. These days there was always the possibility that she would run into her boyfriend before or during breakfast, so Charlie was careful to look attractive first thing. Today she opted for cute gray ankle boots over leggings in a similar shade, and a pool green cotton dress that came just to the top of her thighs. She brushed her hair out and left it down to bounce in loose curls on her shoulders.

Once down in the Hall, Charlotte spied her brother right away (his nose being buried in a book was an additional clue to the white hair that always made him easy to spot) and strode over, being careful to turn as many heads as she was able. "Morning," she cheerfully returned his greeting, and poked her tongue out at his next comment. "I'm wearing leggings," she replied. "You wouldn't know fashion if it came and smacked you in the face." Thank God he had Lutece to help him pick out clothes now.

"So anyway," Charlie said, making herself comfortable and trying not to sound too much like she was asking for something, "I wanted to ask you something." Her hand went unconsciously to her bracelet and started playing with the charm. She'd worn the jewelry every day since Dmitry had given it to her.

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Oliver

July 26, 2010 3:43 PM

Hopefully someone else will join us by Oliver

Oliver completely ignored Charlie's comment about fashion (he knew fashion as much as any other boy who wasn't Talen - who probably loved it a bit more - he just didn't need to see his sister's legs like that, and neither did any of the other people in the Hall) and shoveled some more pancake into his mouth.

"What do you want?" Oliver asked immediately after Charlie'd spoken. He knew this voice - she was after something that she didn't think she was going to get. It was the voice she used when she asked their parents if they could drive her halfway across the state to a ballet show, or when she asked Oliver to borrow his broom (to which the answer was always 'No.').

He would probably give her whatever she asked for, as long as it wasn't something stupid, just because it wouldn't be long until she was no longer his responsibility, so to speak. He didn't want to be that older brother that never let her do anything fun - if he was she certainly wouldn't be draping herself all over that transfer student in such an abvious and sickening way. Sometimes Oliver wasn't sure if sharing a commonroom was a good thing or not.

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Charlie

July 26, 2010 3:49 PM

Yeah, coz we can't keep this up much longer by Charlie

Huh, so he had figured her out. Charlie supposed she should have seen that one coming. Dropping all pretense, she just came out with exactly what it was she wanted. "Dmitry has invited me to visit him in Russia over summer, and I want to go," she said, determination rolling off her in waves. "I'll be staying with his step-mother and will be well-looked after," she cotinued, giving all the good points before Oliver had a chance to identify the bad ones, "and I can go see a Russian ballet!"

That wasn't all she would get to do, but Charlie decided to leave out the finer details in this conversation with her protective older brother. Instead she went straight on the flip-side of that thought, and started with emotional blackmail. "You know Mom and Dad will let me go if you and Julian say so. And if I don't get to go," - here came the bonus incentive - "I'll tell them exactly where you were running off to all midterm when they thought you were at Uncle Ray's, and exactly what you were doing there!" She'd grown up with two older brothers; Charlotte Abbott knew how to get what she wanted.

Her argument put forward, Charlie waited, staring her brother down, anticipating his reponse.

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Oliver

August 05, 2010 4:20 AM

Maybe we should abandon it, then by Oliver

Stay with Dmitry over the summer? Oliver's first thought was 'Hell no.' He really didn't like that Dmitry kid... or wait, that wasn't quite true. When it came to Quidditch he was a good player, and always showed up to practise. Plus he wasn't running around sputing pro-pureblood or Muggle rubbish round the commons like so many others in their House, and thus far hadn't done a great deal to make an idiot out of himself. It was only when it came down to the fact that Dmitry was dating Oliver's sister that dislike started to brew - in that respect, Oliver liked him even less than he liked Lutece's geeky little brother (again, he had no objection to James in principle).

His sister had obviously thought her proposal out - she accounted for one activity, one supervisor, added in some guilt and responsibility, then closed the deal with blackmail. Where and how had she learned to do that, Oliver wondered. "You want to go to Russia?" Oliver repeated, looking at her levelly. What was the worst that could happen? She could get lost, abducted, pregnant, or indoctrinated with pureblood elitist propaganda and turn out like one of the so-called Ladies. Oliver inwardly shuddered. He was probably over-reacting. Charlotte was a good kid. Mostly.

"You would have to wear something proper, not something like you're wearing now," he said, not giving a direct 'yes' just yet. He wouldn't have her wandering around some foregin country looking like that even if he had to destroy her wardrobe himself. "And check in with me by Floo. And you could only go for three weeks, not the whole summer." He could see her taking in all the conditions, and she obviously considered them to be fair, because her expression hadn't altered much from 'hopeful'. "And if you get in any trouble to come straight back, and if you cause any trouble I'll make sure you're house-bound til you're thirty," he added, not entirely convinced he would be able to enforce this last condition.

He swallowed his last mouthful of pancakes before answering Charlie, enjoying the anticipation he was causing. "If you do all that... okay, you can go," he said. "I'll talk to Mom and Dad."

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