Gryffindor
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Nov 3, 2016 7:39:47 GMT
Post by Madison Kingsley on Nov 3, 2016 7:39:47 GMT
October 29, 2003 - Hogwarts, seventh floor
Madison and Liza finally try to fix their fragmented friendship.
It had been a month. A whole month since Madi had gotten in a stupid fight with stupid Turner and Liza had gotten mad about it. A month of barely speaking to her best friend. Truth be told it wasn’t even about the fight anymore, at least not to Madison. It was about what had happened after. About the fact that Liza seemed determined to stay mad, to see Madi as the bad guy. About how Madison very much needed her best friend right now and said friend had chosen this exact moment to jump ship. Or at least, that was how it felt. But Halloween was upon them now, and Madison was determined not to let her issues with Liza spoil the fun. Although her detention very nearly had. She had pulled off a rather magnificent Halloween prank, but the potions professor didn’t seem to find it so hilarious. So while the rest of her classmates had pranced down to Hogsmeade to enjoy their Saturday at the Halloween festival, Madi had been stuck in the dungeons taking inventory of disgusting ingredients. Not that she regretted it. The festival would be going tomorrow. And besides, it really had been a rather magnificent prank. The detention was just a minor setback. Nothing more. It also, apparently, was Madi’s saving grace, although she didn’t realize that until she got back to the common room at dusk to find everyone chattering away about a troll rampage. Trolls. In Hogsmeade. Normally, Madison would have been incredibly cross at missing a chance to do battle with a troll. But now it just made her uncomfortable. Werewolves in Godric’s Hollow. Trolls in Hogsmeade. What was next? Vampires in the bloody school? She was unusually quiet as she sat with Wolf and his friends all going on about what they had seen or heard. And then some bloody idiots across the common room started howling. It shouldn’t have been that big a deal. It was Halloween. The season of monsters. Of course werewolves were going to come up at some point. But Madi’s rising nerves combined with the jolt of fear the sudden chorus of howling gave her was too much. Her lungs seemed to freeze solid in her chest as her blood turned to ice. She couldn’t breathe. She could barely even see straight. It was as if the howling was completely filling her mind, wrenching her back into that painful night. Before she even realized it, she was on her feet and out of the portrait hole. She needed out right bloody now. The whole world seemed to be swimming as Madison sprinted down the hallway and into a mercifully empty classroom. She could still hear the God-awful howling in her mind. She started to pace the floor, her hands on top of her head as her breathing came in quick, shallow gasps. It felt like the air wasn’t getting to her lungs. She needed to slow down before she passed out. “They’re not real.” Her voice was shaky, the words tumbling out rapidly one after another as her feet moved back and forth across the floor in a frantic pattern. Hot tears were filling her vision to the point she could barely see. “They’re not here. They’re not real. You’re safe. You’re safe.” It was rather pitiful really, trying to calm herself down. But there wasn’t anyone in the castle she trusted to see her like this. And even if there was, she probably couldn’t get to them in time. Besides, Madi had a little bit of practice now at dealing with these tiny anxiety attacks. She forced herself to take slower breaths even though it felt like her chest might burst from the effort. Little by little it started to work. Within a few minutes she was very nearly breathing normally. Now there were just the tears left. Madi put her hands on a desk and leaned heavily on it, hanging her head and she clenched her eyes shut. “They’re not real,” she repeated in a whisper. After a few more shaky breaths she opened her eyes and stood up straight again as she wiped her eyes hard with her hands. Her face would be red, but maybe she could get to the bathroom and wash it before anyone noticed. She turned to go… and found someone standing in the doorway. Crap. There was a time Madison would have been grateful to see that familiar head of red hair at a moment like this. But now, after the last month, it just made her uncomfortable. “How long have you been there?” she asked, her voice remarkably steady despite its scratchy state. Probably far too long for Madison’s liking. @liza (OOC - I figured the only way to get them to set aside their issues was to get Madison upset enough to be honest and Liza worried enough to stop being mad. So this happened. I know you're got a lot of threads to catch up on, so no worries if it takes you a while to get to this. I just wanted to get it started while I had muse.) |
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Dec 28, 2016 4:54:13 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 4:54:13 GMT
Liza was rather happy for the first time in a month or so. Halloween gave her reason not to think about Madi and how they were still not talking. Instead, Liza chatted with her friends and laughed at the Halloween pranks that were being pulled. She had been at the festival briefly - just to meet up with Lyra for a butterbeer, but her Head Girl duties were calling, and if she didn't keep up with them she'd be snowed under. So she had left the festivities rather early, thus avoiding the apparent Troll attack. At first, she'd thought it was just the fourth year boys being silly, trying to impress people with how they had fought against 'trolls'. But as more and more people returned, it became clear that there had indeed been trolls in Hogsmeade. Trolls were pretty stupid things, and it didn't sound like anyone had been seriously hurt, so Liza tried not to let it worry her too much. Everybody else was content with moving on - if the noise in the commonroom was anything to go by. But as Liza talked to Chelsea, a fellow seventh year, about this and that, she couldn't ignore the niggling thought that maybe Hogwarts wasn't so safe anymore. There had been malicious werewolves in Godric's Hollow, several Death Eater sightings, and now trolls in Hogsmeade? People were dying around her, for goodness sake. How could anywhere be safe anymore? A small part of Liza's brain wondered if the war would come back… "Liza? Liza, are you okay?" She must have stopped paying attention a little while back, but it was Chelsea's voice that brought her back. She shook her head and smiled, ready to tell Chelsea that everything was fine, but before she could say anything, the group of fourth years who she had first heard the troll story from started to howl. Liza wasn't sure why it caught her attention (other than the fact that it was rather loud), but she was suddenly distracted again. Looking around, Wolf's group caught her eye, and one person in particular stood out. Madi looked like a caged animal - Liza could see her frozen stature, and watched as Madi tore from the group and out of the commonroom. Liza didn't hesitate. She said something to Chelsea about needing to go, and then she was off, following the echoing footsteps down the hall and into an empty classroom. Madi didn't seem to notice her presence as she entered slowly, unsure of what to do now that she was here. The fifth-year was pacing the room, muttering to herself, and Liza could hear the tears in her voice. Liza could barely distinguish the words, but she was fairly sure Madi was saying 'they're not real'. Liza knew exactly what she was talking about, and wanted desperately to be able to do something, to wrap Madi up in her arms and tell her she was safe. But the rift of the past month made her hesitate. Besides, how could she tell Madi something she barely believed herself? Liza waited too long, wondering whether she should confront Madi, and it ended up being her that was confronted. Madi turned - probably to leave - only to find Liza standing awkwardly just inside the doorway. "I–" Liza paused. "I followed you out of the commonroom." Another awkward pause. She looked around for something to focus on, but the empty classroom was just that, and eventually Liza's eyes found Madi again. "Are you okay?" There was a stupid question. "I mean, of course you're not. I thought that this would go away quicker." Liza gestured, circling the air. Although she wasn't sure what she was referring to - Madi's anxiety over wolves or their fight. Thinking about the tension between them over the past month made Liza's lip quiver slightly. This was her best friend, and she had shut her out because of some stupid argument over a fight in the commonroom. Suddenly Liza desperately wanted a hug. And Madi looked like she needed one. But Liza couldn't exactly see Madi ignoring the last few weeks for a hug. She was as stubborn a lion as Liza. Liza moved her eyes up to Madi's face, which was still pink from crying. "Do you need a hug?" Liza found herself asking aloud before she could stop herself. She'd never needed to ask permission before. But this was uncharted territory, and she wasn't sure exactly what she was doing. She'd asked if Madi needed a hug though, not wanted. And any blind idiot could see that she did. Anyone could see that she wasn't okay; that she needed something to hold her together so that she didn't fall apart. And as her best friend - or ex-best friend, she wasn't sure - Liza desperately wanted to be that something.
I know I'm super super late but I did wanna get to this, I just sorta ran out of muse and then the trip and... anyway, I really wanted to get to this. So I've discarded most of the other threads so that I'm not completely snowed under, but kept this one  |
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Gryffindor
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Feb 11, 2017 9:35:25 GMT
Post by Madison Kingsley on Feb 11, 2017 9:35:25 GMT
Madi was not the sort to show weakness in front of other people. She could have been dying and she would have insisted why she was fine. Which was why 1) it said a lot that she was so clearly upset about the werewolf thing and 2) she did her damnedest to pull herself back together in spite of what Liza had already seen. She crossed her arms and sniffed hard. “I’m fine.” Her blurted answer wasn’t convincing at all. Her red eyes and quivering voice saw to that. But Madison wasn’t about to go down without a fight. Liza had lost the right to see her go to pieces when she had chosen to abandon Madi in favor of bloody Turner.
Veiled mention of the fight caused Madi to drop her gaze. “I didn’t go anywhere.” The words were mumbled to the floor, a quiet accusation that showed exactly where Madison placed the blame here. Yes, she had messed up by hitting Turner. Even if he was a git. But Liza was the one who had abandoned her, not the other way around. Not that Madison had tried to fix it, but that was beside the point. She had needed her best friend far more than she cared to admit. And Liza hadn’t been there. That was the part that really stung now. Not their stupid blow-up in King’s office but the fact that Liza had left Madi alone, especially when she knew how much her friend was struggling. It hurt that Madi had been forced to talk herself down from a panic attack alone in an empty classroom because Liza hadn’t been there.
The question about a hug hurt too. Liza had never asked before, not even when Madison had been a feisty little first year who made a show of loudly protesting all forms of physical affection. That Liza felt obligated to ask now just seemed to highlight how broken they really were. The proud Gryffindor in Madi wanted to shake her head and walk out with her head held high. But her feet wouldn’t move. The truth was, she did need a hug. Badly. Lydia was too busy working to visit on weekends, and Mykko was spending all his time now with Wolf, and Liza hadn’t been there, and Madison needed a hug, damn it. But she wasn’t the sort to ask for it either. In fact, Madi was far more likely to fight for something she didn’t even need then take a free offering of what she did. So for a long moment she just stood there staring at her toes. She didn’t really know what it was that finally tugged her eyes back up to Liza’s face. But the second they made eye contact, something in Madison snapped. Tears pricked at her eyes again as she managed a small nod. It might seem like a small gesture, but from Madi it was a pretty monumental cry for help. She couldn’t do this. She had tried and it wasn’t working. She needed her best friend back.
(I sort of fell off the face of the planet for a bit there, and I am so sorry! But I'm trying to come back now, so hopefully you're still popping in here. Because I also owe you several Ari posts and new plot with her old school friend if you're still up for that. Sorry again this is so freaking late!)
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