Bunk Buddies Log!

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WHO: Hufflepuffs/Gryffindors and Slytherin/Ravenclaws + Teachers to facilitate
TONE: Ranging from Welcoming to Irritated
RATING: No higher than PG-13, if you want sexy times make a separate log!
WHEN: September 2nd through the 7th
WHERE: Hufflepuff and Slytherin dorms
WHAT: Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are rained out of house and home, and are forced to bunk with the Slytherin/Ravenclaws for a week.
STATUS: Ongoing!

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[taleweaving]

[The sound gets Aranea to look up, a book of her own already pulled out, though that's more for reading] Oh! One of the secret passageways, how exciting.

[Sorry Arthur she's too busy trying to work out how the passage way works to properly maintain the conversation though she does try] Well that's at least something, right? I grew up an only child so I've never had a good idea how sibling relations work, besides what I know from books and some television shows.

[rule_britannia]

You'll find the best.. ah.. 'views' are down this way.

[A flicker of a smirk follows that remark and although it takes a bit of effort on his part the bookcase eventually slides across enough to let them through]

And believe me, when it comes to siblings, reality is often stranger than fiction.

[taleweaving]

[She lifts an eyebrow at the inflection he puts on views, only now starting to wonder what it is he's planning] I see.

[Carefully she steps past Arthur, somehow managing to juggle her ink, quill and notebook and retrieve her wand, and flick it with the soft mutter of 'Lumos Maxima' the ball of light falling from her wand easily to bob above their heads]

So I've been told, but I still think I would have loved a sibling... You always want what you don't have I suppose.

[rule_britannia]

I'll willingly give you one of mine.

[What he means by 'views' becomes clear enough as they continue to walk along the hallway. Every now and then, the walls appear to be cracking, letting a small amount of dull greenish light through. Gradually, the cracks widen to show large windows of water held back by what is presumably magic. It's dark, but the water seems to have a luminescence all of its own, and faint shadows can be seen flitting about in the depths]

... Told you.

[taleweaving]

I don't know, I think I was always born to be the older sister, not the younger.

[She's too bossy to be the younger after all. But she follows Arthur calmly, the ball of light following her and lighting up the shadows. The cracks catch her attention here and there, but Arthur keeps moving and so does she.

And it's worth it once she sees what he was referring to. Stopping, with a soft gasp she can't help but stare, trying to work out mentally what the shapes are]

Oh... It's beautiful. I'm so jealous, Ravenclaw tower has nothing that even compares to this.

[rule_britannia]

Wait for it..

[He looks just a little smug, and a minute or so later shows why as a huge, dark shape passes over them, plunging the corridor into near complete darkness for several seconds before fading away into the distance]

Heh. I'm not sure I'd compare this to the view you must have of the sky on clear nights, but you did want to have a look around.

[taleweaving]

[Her gasp is obvious, Aranea nearly dropping her things as she hurries over to one of the glasses windows, careful not to touch in case it somehow disturbs the magic. But she needs to see, half hoping that perhaps a merfolk will swim by.]

Oh there's only so many times you can look at the sky before you have all the constellations memorized. This though, this is gorgeous. [She half turns to him, gracing him with a beaming smile] Thank you Arthur.

[rule_britannia]

[He watches her amazement with an idle smile on his lips, but when she turns to him and thanks him, his eyes widen briefly and he clears his throat, reddening slightly]

Tch.. It's nothing to thank me for..

[Arthur looks away, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly]

[taleweaving]

[She continues to grin, giddy with what she's been show, though she turns back to the window]

No, it is. I doubt many of your housemates would have shown me this. Most seem to be annoyed that we're even here. Not that my own housemates aren't filled with their own share of disgruntled people.

[rule_britannia]

I think most of them are too irritated by the overcrowding to turn their thoughts to showing people around.

[He hangs back from her, and clasps his hands behind his back]

Not that I can blame them, I'm sure you'd be equally annoyed should we have to commandeer your tower for a week.

[taleweaving]

Yes well, we have our own share of irritated students, so I suppose it’s a mutual feeling. I do wish more of us would welcome this opportunity to learn more about each other though. We don’t often get the chance to socialise like this after all.

[She’s staring intently at the water, watching the muddy shapes move with obvious interest and joy]

I would be fine with it personally, but I understand what you mean. Well, with class the week should honestly fly by.

[rule_britannia]

I suppose our tolerances of each other can only go so far.

[A faint smile twitches at his lips as he watches her, finding it rather fascinating that she was getting such a thrill out of this. It's utterly normal to him, but.. seeing her so curious, it almost brings a fresh excitement to it]

I do hope you're right. I'm not used to the place being so.. noisy.

[taleweaving]

Yes, I suppose that’s true. But it is still a pity. We could do so much more, achieve so much if we were able to work together more often, without our house rivalries interfering.

[She can’t help it. Knowledge is her joy and new information her drug. Actually getting to experience this fills her with a sense of giddiness.]

I’m sure it’ll quiet down after tonight. It’s been a big day, with the train and the feast and now this. We’re all a little excited.

[rule_britannia]

I'm not entirely sure where the rivalry comes from, nowadays.

[He looks thoughtful, and taps one finger against his lower lip]

I utterly fail to believe it's a simple matter of conflicting personalities and surely the influences of four people who lived over one thousand years ago isn't enough to perpetuate this continuing level of animosity.