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Post by ALEXANDRIA LEIGH NOTT on Dec 26, 2012 23:13:40 GMT
Her eyes snapped open as she bolted up from her bed, covers falling off her person, leaving the top half of her silk clad body bare for the September chill. Her breaths were quick and shallow – she was panting. Green eyes surveyed her environment, realizing with a slight level of shock and frustration that it was all just a nightmare. It felt so real, more so than a mere dream, nightmare or not, should. She felt frustrated with herself for her reaction to it; it shouldn’t have gotten her so worked up, sleeping or not. But, the fact of the matter was, it did get her worked up and it did get her afraid. Alex closed her eyes as she calmed herself down, her heartbeat slowing back to its usual rhythm, her breaths deep and slow as her muscles relaxed from their tense state. Goosebumps flittered across her skin as she registered the cool silk against her, suddenly, warm form.
Just a nightmare, she told herself. The fifth year Ravenclaw got up from her bed, noting with slight distain that the others in her dorm were still asleep. A glance outside the window showed the sun on the horizon. Morning, perhaps around six or seven, she figured. It didn’t matter, she was up anyways.
Getting up, Alex made her way to the bathrooms, washing her face and brushing her teeth. She glanced at her trunk for a moment, then went over and grabbed her toiletries. After a refreshing and warm shower, the youngest Nott thought she was ready for the day as she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. She looked presentable. Pretty. Gathering all she needed – books and empty pieces of parchment for notes – and putting them meticulously into her bag, Alex finally made her way down to the common room. It was still up in the Ravenclaw tower of course, and so it was still slightly chilly due to the slight draft of the wind. Ravenclaw tower, without the fire burning, could be quite cold in the winter. Especially with the morning chill added in. In all honesty, though, she didn’t particularly mind. This morning, Alexandria welcomed the cold that seeped through her open robes.
It seemed as if Ravenclaw tower were abandoned the way there was hardly anyone else up. Or perhaps they were already up and at the Great Hall for breakfast. She didn’t think that was the case, Alex was always a rather early riser and there were only a few Ravenclaws that were usually up the same time as she. Granted, she usually got up a little later but it was still early nonetheless. It was either 7:30 or eight o’clock by now, and a simple glance at the clock in the common room showed it was, indeed, 7:42 AM. She took a longer shower than usual, she realized with a blink of her green eyes. Nevertheless, it was still earlier than when she usually went down. Alexandria had a habit of waking up in the early morning, and always seemed to head down to the Great Hall around the same time, every morning. 8:10 AM. She was about half an hour earlier than usual, then.
With a slight shrug, Alex continued on her way. It wasn’t as if she had to stick with her schedule, but she just rather liked knowing that she did things orderly and never strayed. Today, however, she felt as if she’d make an exception. Besides, she thought, maybe today she would at the Great Hall before her siblings. Alexandria, ever the early riser, wasn’t always the last Nott to enter the Great Hall. But sometimes, it felt as if her siblings always just made it there before she did. Sometimes she would sit with them, sometimes she wouldn’t. Alexandria couldn’t decide if she would sit with one of them, or both, today or not. It was something she usually saved for when she actually saw her siblings. But, as she entered the Great Hall, her gaze didn’t head over to the Slytherin table as it usually did. Instead, she blinked and headed towards the Ravenclaw table.
Of course, the nightmare filled with blood and screams and Slytherin didn’t really help either. She knew it meant nothing – she was no seer, but it frightened her. Enough that she subconsciously avoided even looking at the Slytherin table. She didn’t even realize she did it.
Nor did she realize, she was not the only Nott in the Great Hall.
TAGGED, adrian nott
NOTES, sorry for the wait, but here it is! alex needs her older brother's comfort, <33
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Post by ADRIAN MATTHEW NOTT on Dec 27, 2012 4:16:10 GMT
 -----------------------------Adrian was resting, relaxing fully on his bed at the sixth year dorms. His arms were behind his head, glancing at the ceiling. His black eyes held a confused look as he tried to remember what had suddenly woken him up from a deep sleep. He hardly ever dreamed. And when he did his dreams consisted of mundane, normal things. Nothing to exciting. With a groan he stretched and rolled out of bed, hitting the floor with a small thud. Ow, that’s going to hurt for a few minutes, he thought before standing up and gathering up his things. He felt more awake after his shower. His equally black hair wet and slightly ruffled. The Hogwarts uniform on. The sixth year yawned as he stretched again. He was quite bored now. As he idly wondered what he was supposed to do, it seemed that his stomach had decided for him. It rumbled a bit as he glanced at the clock. He should go down to the Great Hall to eat. Hopefully there would be a couple of people up and about that he could talk to. All of them Slytherins of course. Stuffing his wand in his robe pocket, he made sure that he got everything before walking out of the Common Room. Adrian didn’t want to come back when it was apparent that he was forgetting stuff. That had happened to him on several different occasions and the sixth year Nott had learned to make a new routine.
Even though it was one that made everyone called him crazy. Merlin even his sisters! Then again the two girls always called him crazy no matter what he did. He chuckled a bit. Adrian loved his sisters to death. He would protect them at all costs, even if it meant dying then so be it. He stayed up late into the night talking to his eldest sister Aralynn. She was older than him by a year. It was only by a lousy year and she tried to boss him around. They often clashed. His youngest sister, however, he adored so much. It was true that he had been upset when Alexandria had been sorted into Ravenclaw. He was confused and didn’t understand why. She should have been in Slytherin instead. He was secretly relieved when she didn’t stray too much from their beliefs. Especially this year. A small smirk spread across his face. He would have to claim someone and soon. Quite honestly he did not see what the fuss was about. While he did not mind to have a Mudblood to push around from time to time it didn’t interest him. But if anyone ever tried to claim Alexandria….His hands doubled into fists in his pockets. He would raise complete and utter hell. It didn’t matter that she was in Ravenclaw. What mattered was that she was still a pureblood and a Nott.
Hell, she was his baby sister. Adrian would kill whoever tried to claim her. It was the big brother in him that was talking. A small sigh escaped from his lips as he shook his head, entering the hall. As it turns out, he wasn’t the only one in. A couple of people were sitting down at the table. Some of them were Gryffindors and some were Hufflepuff. His lips curled into a sneer at them. He was going all out this year. Making sure that they wouldn’t forget the only Nott boy. The heir to the family. He sat down and was about to eat when, a few seconds later, the subject of his thoughts came in. Adrian was waiting for his sister to sit at the table. It was what she always did. He was a bit confused as he watched her walk past the table. His mind instantly jumped to the conclusion that something was wrong. He frowned, leaving his breakfast, which was eggs, sausage, hash browns and bacon as he walked to her. His sisters often commented that he had the appetite of a horse! He had shrugged it off as breakfast was the important meal of the day. Adrian smiled a bit as he walked behind Alex before slowly touching her shoulders. “Lexi, hey!” He often used that old, childhood nickname for her. “Why were you walking past the Slytherin table? I wanted to enjoy my meal in the company of my baby sister.”
He turned around and walked in front of her path now. Judging by the expression on her face Adrian knew that someone was wrong. “Lexi what’s wrong. What happened.” He demanded. Anger was starting to fill him. “If anyone tried to claim you or anything like that I’ll-” His voice trailed off, looking completely lost. He just wanted to make sure that she was well taken care of. “Lexi tell me.” He did his best puppy dog look. The one look that he refused to show around his mates and Hogwarts. This time it was different. This time it was his sister. And well, some things are thrown out the window when it comes to making sure that your sister was alright.
[/size] Tagged. Leia!
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Notes. Brother/sister time indeed! <333 my muse is going crazy tonight!
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Post by ALEXANDRIA LEIGH NOTT on Dec 27, 2012 6:25:59 GMT
Anyone who even knew the Nott family would be able to connect the eldest two children through looks and some similarities in their personalities. However, when comparing the heir to the youngest of the children, the similarities in personality practically overshadowed anything and everything else. Alex was the only one in their family to inherit their mother’s blonde hair, mixed in with their father’s green-hazel eyes. There was little most people could compare with the two daughters of Lucas Nott. The family knew better, the similarities between the two sisters weren’t obvious, but they were more of a hidden similarity that was able to allow them to bond so well in the first place. While Alexandria so obviously adored her brother, she had a connection she could only have with her sister. The same could be said with the relationship she had with her father and mother.
Aralynn served as a sort of idol, especially when Alex was younger. She envied the confidence of her sister, and as cliché as it may be, Alex always looked up to her sister. Though, she placed Adrian on a pedestal no one else could even think of reaching. Nevertheless, she loved her siblings dearly. They understood her as she understood them.
So it came as a shock when she flinched slightly away from her brother, as soon as she saw the snake crest on his robes. The crest of Slytherin. It was entirely unconscious, but it didn’t make her feel any better after she realized it. She didn’t reply right away, her hazel green gaze avoiding his in shame that she flinched away from him, Adrian, her brother of all people. Once again, frustration flooded into her as she inwardly berated herself for becoming jumpy like a timid rabbit simply because of a nightmare. As she turned to her brother again, all she could see was the snake, green and vicious, rearing its head, poised to attack, fangs dripping with a mix of blood and venom. Bodies – everyone, from muggles to purebloods – falling to the floor, the life dimming from their eyes. Horror. Terror. Blinking, she realized she once again, turned her gaze away from Adrian, after having flinched as her eyes caught sight of the snake that he wore so proudly.
She hadn’t even realized she missed his first question, of having passed by the Slytherin table. Instead, she just moved to answer his second question. Lexi what’s wrong. What happened. she opened her mouth to reply, but found no words coming out. What was she to say? She had a nightmare and was still afraid? Her mouth snapped shut. She couldn’t say that, it was utterly sad and weak. If she told him, she’d have dishonored the Nott name, by being such a coward and weakling that she couldn’t even fight off the imaginary threat of a mere dream. It was literally nothing, yet it plagued her with fear. It was the first time she had ever had such a terrifying nightmare; she couldn’t remember the last time she had one prior to that day.
If anyone tried to claim you or anything like that I’ll – At his words, Alex felt herself relax – since when did she get so tense? – and smiled the slightest of smiles. No, she shook her head, the irrational moment of fear beginning to dissipate at Adrian’s concern. This was her brother, she remembered. Her older brother, Adrian, whom she adored more than anyone else in the world. He wouldn’t hurt her. He wouldn’t let anything else hurt her. Lexi tell me. Alexandria shifted her eyes away, the shame flooding back into her. But she couldn’t resist him when he pleaded like that – which he rarely ever did, especially in public.
Nothing’s wrong, Ade, she stated, cringing at how horrible her lie had just sounded. It really wasn’t a wonder she hadn’t made it to Slytherin – she may have had the wits, but she was absolutely horrid at lying. With a sigh, Alexandria stared at her empty plate, which she had yet to load. I’m sorry if I worried you. she apologized, softly as a baby sister should when they thought they did something wrong to their elder siblings. Her hazel green eyes flicked towards him as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye. She knew she’d have to tell him – she just hated that the reason for her seeming so afraid was that she was weak. She didn’t want to be weak. Aralynn wasn’t weak. Adrian wasn’t weak. She couldn’t be weak, not when her family wasn’t. It’s just…I… she began, uncertain of how to begin. This was her brother; she didn’t want to let him down. However, it seemed as if either way she would be: on one hand, she’d be lying to him. On the other hand, she’d be telling him she was weak as a Nott.
Tears came uninvited, but she refused to let them fall. With a slight sniff, Alex composed herself, resigning to the fact that she’d have to tell him the truth. She hated lying to her brother, and when he gave her that look, she just couldn’t disappoint him. I had a nightmare. she all but whispered, her gaze on the suddenly interesting design – which was rather simple, considering it was Hogwarts – of the goblet in front of her.
I-it was horrible, and when I woke up…I was all alone. her voice shook with the pain of not having the comfort of a mother or sister, or the protection of a father or brother immediately when she needed it. Of course, she had her dorm mates, but they were not the same.
They were not Andrea and her motherly ways that made her feel loved.
They were not Aralynn and her comforting hugs that made her feel better.
They were not Lucas and his protective hold that made her feel safe.
They were not Adrian and his soothing ways that reminded her, she was not alone; that he – their family – was what kept her going.
Not for the first time, Alexandria wished she could have been a Slytherin.
TAGGED, brother dearest! <3
NOTES, whelp, the nightmare finally settled in. alex's sensitive side is showing now...and wow-za, i hadn't expected the post to be this long.
LYRICS, another day by paramore
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Post by ADRIAN MATTHEW NOTT on Jan 8, 2013 2:56:44 GMT
----------------------------- The sixth year Slytherin continued to stare at his sister. Adrian was immensely worried over her. What had happened to make her act like this? This was not the Alexandria he knew. The Alexandria he knew was strong and carefree. She might annoy him at times but the truth of the matter was that they were siblings. Adrian would protect her even if it meant his death. His concerned look grew when she flinched away. He laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. Thoughts were going through his head. Thoughts of what he would do to make the person pay for it. He breathed a sigh of relief when she told him that no one had claimed her. Good. Make them try to and they’ll be found hanging from a tree. Adrian would make them regret the day that anyone would claim his baby sister. The black haired boy let out a disbelieving snort when she told him that nothing was wrong with her. “Right ‘Lexi. And I’m a bird.” He removed his hand from her shoulder and flapped out his arms, trying to lighten up the mood. The action earned him a couple of strange looks from the hufflepuff table. They were wondering if he had lost his mind. Adrian barred his teeth at them. “Beat it!” He growled. “I’ll make you pay!” A couple of students overheard their exchange and snickered. The Hufflepuffs quickly obeyed at a run.
Adrian sniffed with disdained at the band. “Mudbloods. Think they have the right to do whatever they wanted.” Sometimes it was scary at how he was becoming their father every day. Downright terrified. He turned his attention to his sister. The second person that meant the world to him. “Don’t be daft Alexandria.” He whispered softly, nothing but kindness showed in his eyes now. He was able to switch moods in a flash. The corners of his lips twitched downwards into a small frown as he nodded for her to go on. Whatever it was that was bothering her, Adrian knew he would fix it. He always did. Relief washed over his face as he started to chuckle. “A nightmare Lexi? C’mere.” He motioned for her to hug him. “Look at me. There’s nothing to be ashamed over a nightmare. I still have them to this day.” Adrian made sure to stare straight at her. He was not lying either about his statement. He folded his arms across his chest. “The most previous one was of a bloody clown that was going around killing people. I do not know how muggles like them. They’re creepy as bloody hell.” He sniffed, trying to act like his usual self. Once, he had snuck up behind a couple of muggleborns in the library. They were reading a book and the close up sight of the clown was enough to make him have nightmares for months.
No one ever knew of course. No one until Alexandria. His expression softened even more as he sighed. “You could have come to me Alex. You could have come directly to me or Aralynn. Of course these days she’s usually with….” He twitched, allowing himself a moment’s pause before continuing. “Well you know.” It was quite common knowledge that Adrian despised Mulciber. He shook his thoughts away before glancing up at his sister. “You know you can tell me anything that’s on your mind.” Adrian’s voice had gone extra soft. “I meant what I said before. You should not be ashamed over a nightmare. Everyone gets them. Perhaps not as frequently but they do. I just worry a lot about you, especially now with the rules changed.” There it was. The one issue that, despite his best efforts, Adrian could not burry them. He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm his raging temper down. And an angry Adrian was not the best thing first thing in the morning. “C’mon and sit with us.” He motioned to the Slytherin table. “I’ll even threatened everyone away with my ‘get the hell out of our way’ glare. Very much like father’s if I do say so myself.”
A couple of passing students nodded to them, which Adrian returned. These were the students that knew enough not to mess with a Nott. They knew enough to make him happy. He idly wondered if they had seen the fiasco with the blasted puffs. He choose not to think of that as he walked off to the Slytherin table, glancing back to see whether or not Alexandria was going to follow. “C’mon Lexi. You know how ravenous I can get in the mornings.” He attempted at a wolfish like grin. His eyes twinkled at her as he sat down at his usual spot, right towards the end of the table. He was soon piling up eggs and bacon and sausage on his plate. He was oddly enough at ease which was shockingly enough for him. He did not touch any of his food though. Adrian folded his arms across his chest again as he glanced over at Alexandria. He was not going to eat until she was sitting down right by his side. [/size] Tagged. Leia!
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Post by ALEXANDRIA LEIGH NOTT on Feb 1, 2013 1:33:25 GMT
She could feel the burning of her brother’s gaze. If she were any bit naïve, she would have checked to see if, indeed, her robes were burning with the stare he was giving her. It wasn’t an upset or angry stare, it was a worried gaze that made her avert her attention to something else. Anything else. Knowing she made him worry – and over what, a nightmare? – made her feel all the worse about it. True, she shouldn’t have let it get to her, but she couldn’t help it. Whenever she was younger, Aralynn was always there. Adrian was always there. Their parents would always be there. But there was no one in the Ravenclaw tower with her. Considering Alex never really allowed herself too close of friendships, she really was alone. There was also the fact that no one else was up yet, and as a Nott, Alexandria had too much pride to confide in a stranger. For her, it was either family or no one. Unfortunately, she was stuck with no one.
Alex inwardly scolded herself as she glanced at her brother from her peripheral vision. She should have known he would have already been there. Everytime, everytime one of her siblings would always beat her to the Great Hall. It was as if they had an ‘Alex radar’ just for when she was going to eat, just so they could be there before her. At times, it sure felt as if that was the case. She managed a small, slightly forced smile at his words. Adrian was a snake if anything, while she would have been the bird. I believe you’ve confused your house, brother. she stated softly, not bothering to hide the fact that she hadn’t exactly told him what was bothering her yet. Of course, being Alexandria Nott, she schooled her expression into a cool façade when she noted that there were some students staring, mainly at Adrian, but he was right beside her. She smiled slightly – not a forced one unlike last time – as she heard her brother threaten them. Of course, there really wasn’t anything humorous about it, but it was so like Adrian to be a big brother one moment and terrorize the ‘lesser’ students the next.
Her green gaze remained in front of her, as she didn’t say anything to his remark on ‘mudbloods’. Yes, she was a pureblood, but the word itself, she didn’t like saying it, for some reason or another, though she surrounded herself with people who seemed to say it on a daily basis. Of course, her siblings said it – obviously – but Alex was never one to speak the degrading term, no matter how many pureblooded Slytherins she’d place herself around. That didn’t seem to change other’s opinions though, since she hung around her siblings and the Slytherins, everyone just assumed she thought the same. Really, she didn’t exactly know what she thought anymore. But, she’d follow her family any day, so she just stuck with their beliefs. Her eyes flickered to her elder brother, suddenly vulnerable at his kind, gaze. She knew she couldn’t hold out on him from long, she’d never been able to lie to Adrian. He always saw right through her even when she really, really tried. Granted, it didn’t happen often and only in extreme cases would she even try to lie to her brother like that.
As he motioned for a hug, Alexandria almost immediately found herself wrapping her arms around him, feeling like a little girl once more as she searched for the comfort of her brother. I’m sorry Ade. she mumbled against him as she relaxed in his hold. Her brother, no matter how vicious he may seem to others, always gave the best hugs. Well, she thought so anyway. Alex sniffed lightly, giving a slightly teary laugh as her brother, as he always could, cheered her up, even if a bit. She still felt a bit down about it and ashamed, but she felt a little better. Pulling away from him, she looked at him, her eyes clashing with Adrian’s own. Ade, it is something to be ashamed about! I shouldn’t have even been scared by it once I woke up, but I was! her eyes flashed, vulnerable and ashamed. Once again, she couldn’t hide her emotions as she wanted to. She wasn’t just scared of her nightmare. She was freaking terrified and that bothered her the most.
Though, at the moment, the Great Hall still wasn’t so crowded as it usually was, Alex didn’t yell. She wasn’t the yelling type. Instead, she whispered her words furiously – furious at herself, at her nightmare – and turned her attention away from her brother. Walking down to the dungeons from the tower isn’t a walk in the park Ade, especially after a nightmare. she explained, closing her eyes at the thought. She probably wouldn’t have wanted to head down there anyways, with her nightmare being centered around the snake house. Hell, she couldn’t even look at her brother correctly, except notice the green and the snake that declared him to be a Slytheirn. She turned her attention away from her elder brother, crossing her arms over her chest with the slightest pout on her face. Anyone who didn’t know any better would have guessed she was pouting. Of course, Alex would deny it and continue on with her non-pouting, that is, if she liked you enough. If she didn’t, she’d show you that despite being a Ravenclaw, she too, was a Nott.
Exactly, Lynnie would have been busy and I didn’t want to bother you… she trailed off, looking to the side where her brother wasn’t at. I know, but those people aren’t me. I can’t be scared of a nightmare, I can’t let it get to me. she murmured, her fists clenching and unclenching as she gave a cold glare to one of the poor unfortunate lower year Ravenclaws that got too close to their area for comfort. Upon noticing, they began to edge away from the siblings. Of course, she did learn from the best – Slytheirns galore. Her eyes suddenly softened and she turned back to her brother, the smallest of her most genuine smiled on her lips. I’m a big girl, Ade. You don’t have to worry about me all the time you know. she gave him a slightly exasperated look. Still, despite it all, Alex knew he’d still worry. He was Adrian Nott, her elder brother, after all.
She hesitated, her facial expression going back to its careful, neutral state as Ade motioned toward the Slytherin table. Slytherin. With a silent gulp a deep breath, Alex calmed herself down. No use getting worked up over nothing, especially with so many others around. Oh-okay. she managed, before composing herself with a mental shake of her head. Just don’t go picking food off my plate, mister! it was common knowledge that Alex was a relatively slow eater. She was almost always the last one of the family to finish eating, whenever they ate together anyways. As such, if the food was really good, her family would steal pieces off her plate, stating they were only ‘helping her finish’. She smiled at the memory, glad to have something that didn’t shake her confidence as she watched her brother make his way over to his house table. There were some other Slytherins there already, most likely guessing she’d be joining her brother soon enough at their table.
Despite herself, she couldn’t help but laugh lightly at her brother as he crossed his arms after filling his plate, not touching a piece of his food. Okay, okay. No need to pout, brother dearest. she teased, filling her own plate with some eggs, bacon and fruit. With a glance from her plate to his she scrunched up her nose cutely, but in a teasing manner towards her brother. Hmph, maybe you should go out for a jog or something later, Adrian. she sniffed pretentiously, taking on the role of a pure spoiled brat some students made purebloods out to be, before she took a small, yet tasteful bit of her breakfast.
Nightmare in the back of her mind, for now, as she told herself to enjoy breakfast with her dearest, beloved older brother.
TAGGED, the lovely laura with brother dearest <3
NOTES, gaaahhh! so sorry for the wait, lovely! but here it is! <33333
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Post by ADRIAN MATTHEW NOTT on Mar 9, 2013 2:05:58 GMT
----------------------------- Adrian couldn’t help but to snort at his sister. “Hey who’d want to be a snake anyways really? I would rather be a bird that way I can fly off whenever I wanted to.” The Slytherin had been looking at studying animagus next year. The thought of changing into an animal, any kind of animal he wanted really, was what had perked his interest in the first place. He did have a couple of animals in mind that he wanted to become. To be able to shift anytime he wanted. Of course his professors had to have a serious talk with him on that subject. No wonder there were so few animagus. Well registered ones at least. The subject itself was hard. But then again Adrian was a determined sort of boy. He would get through it with flying colors. “On that subject of turning into animals I think I would rather be a fox.” He commented somewhat lazily. “Roaming around the Forbidden Forest or the castle grounds. Probably stealing from the other students.” His eyes glistened at the prospect as he looked around. The students were returning to their meals thank Merlin. He wouldn’t mind causing another diversion. It was what he lived for if truth be told.
The black haired boy sighed as he held Alex tightly to him. He made a face and shook his head. “Don’t apologize for that ‘Lex.” His voice was soft, brotherly even. He held a puzzled look as she pulled away from him. He quirked an eyebrow at her next words and shook his head sighing. She was being ridiculous but Adrian was smart enough not to tell her that. The last time he did he ended up under a hex. The memory would forever be remembered and he learned a valuable lesson from that. Make sure to keep his mouth shut! “Lexi don’t think like that!” He couldn’t help but to snap at her. It’s a silly nightmare. ALL of us have nightmares that terrify us. Some of us even have nightmares about the possible future but there’s nothing we can do about it!” His temper was rising again. That was something about the sixth year. His temper was quick to catch on, quick to rise. He got that specific trait from his father. It was something that he wasn’t proud of, of course. It was something that he would not dare say to Lucas. Merlin only knows what his father would end up doing to him. A thought that made his eyes glaze over and darkened. Really, it wasn’t that good to be this upset first thing in the morning. He should know.
He searched the Ravenclaw before him. Adrian searched his sister’s face and sighed. He now regretted snapping at her. His shoulders slumped forward a bit. “I know to some people it might not be much, but…Lexi you should know I’m always here for you no matter what. I hope you know that.” He looked concerned at her as he slowly put two and two together from her words. “Alexandria…was the nightmare about…me? About the Slytherins?” His expression softened a bit. But only just. “You know you mean the world to me and I would rather die than hurt you.” His expression was just as flat as his voice. Really, what would make her think that he would end up….oh yes. Adrian winced as his thoughts took him to another direction. One that he was still slightly angry about. He kept that thought to himself. He didn’t want to draw any more attention to themselves. Looking at his sister closely the corners of his lips twitch upwards into a small smile. “Lexi, you’re not pouting are you? You know that look doesn’t suit you very well.” Adrian could not help but to savor this moment silently to himself. He chuckled a bit as he slowly reached over to gently ran a hand through her hair. “C’mon now. You know I’m telling the truth. Never would lie to you.”
He rolled his eyes at her. “You know you can feel free to bother me with anything you need Alexandria! You know I would not mind in the slightest!” Adrian made sure to keep his temper down. He was doing all he can. He made a face at her as he wrapped an arm around her. “I know you are. It scares me to see you like this though. I know you’re stronger. Everyone gets scared of nightmares at times. Even me. I’m sure we all our deepest thoughts playing out in front of us.” He sighed softly. This was a side to Adrian that most people would never get to see. They would probably never get to see that side of him ever again. He let out an amused snort. “I worry a lot about you. About our sisters. Making sure that you two are alright and happy.” He held a relived look as she followed him to the table. He snorted. “You’re going to have to fight me if you want. If you have something on your plate that I like you know I’ll be sneaking that fork over for sure!” He rolled his eyes at her comment on pouting but couldn’t help but to snort again. “Trust me I do plan for one. I do have to keep fit for the ladies after all.” [/size] Tagged. Leia!
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