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Aug 25, 2017 14:24:37 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2017 14:24:37 GMT -7
The third task was just about to begin and Adonia was ready to cheer on Elias with her classmates. She didn't really care who won, but she was proud of her school! Plus, Elias was in third place so there really wasn't any coming back from that. She was just happy to be there.
The crowds were filing into the stands, Adonia wild and loud amongst them. She laughed loudly, as usual, and paused to hold her stomach against the laughter when her friends got ahead of her. She waved them off, straightening up. She'd catch up, of cour- she stopped thinking. Her mind went blank. All she saw was that girl.
She straightened up, ignoring the crowds pushing around her. But her eyes were fixed on that person, and her feet slowly moved in that direction. She felt like she was looking into a slightly warped mirror. Different clothes, sure, some different features but... She knew this girl looked like her. In fact... Some of her features looked aggressively like what she vaguely remembered of her mother.
She reached her, but didn't say anything. For the first time in her life, Adonia was literally speechless.
@elise
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Aug 29, 2017 20:38:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2017 20:38:30 GMT -7
@adonia The third task of the Triwizard Tournament! It was so exciting! Elise had been planning this for months, knowing that it would coincide with her move to London. She had even taken the time a few weeks earlier to scope out Hogsmeade so that she would have a better idea of how to arrive and enter the school grounds for the event itself. Everything had gone according to plan, and after obtaining her ticket a week earlier, she headed back to Hogwarts to watch the whole thing go down. At first she was just planning on sitting alone amongst the Beauxbatons fans, hoping one or two of them would be classmates that would still remember who she was. Catching up with people was always fun, though she had never really gotten the chance back home. Working in a muggle bookstore had a habit of hindering that experience immensely.
Taking in all the sights and sounds, Elise wandered around the grounds with the crowd as it surged forward slowly. There were so many people around that it was overwhelming. If only this had happened a few years earlier, then she would have been able to partake in it as a student. The ones that were running by her in droves looked like they were having a blast. So far there weren’t any old colleagues or Beauxbatons alumni that she recognized. That was fine. There was sure to be a huge celebration after the winner was announced. The boy that was the French school’s champion had done rather well so far according to the local paper, though so was the Hogwarts girl. All she wanted to see was a fair match and the champions doing their best. That was what all of this was for, right?
Eyes on the entrance to the stands, she watched as a rather tall girl wearing the Durmstrang uniform stepped in front of her. Elise was about to move around the student to avoid a collision, when she happened to look up at the girl. That was weird. She looked familiar. Not a past meeting familiarity though. She couldn’t put a finger on what it was, aside from the fact that it felt like she was looking in a mirror. “Hello,” Elise said, seeing as the girl was standing there and staring, not saying anything at all. “Can I, uhh, help you?”
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Sept 1, 2017 12:42:07 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2017 12:42:07 GMT -7
Adonia didn't even realize that she hadn't said a word. Even a few good long seconds after the girl had spoken, Adonia still didn't realize that she had been silent. Finally, she realized she was asked a question. "No! No," she said quickly, shaking her head. "Do I... do you... who are you?" she asked. Adonia didn't really acknowledge or care about the fact that she was actin like a weirdo stalker right now. She was just too in awe of this person to really put two thoughts together.
Still, the crowd was moving around them and Adonia did notice that they were in the way. "Uh, um, go ahead. I'll walk with you," she suggested, gesturing toward the way of the masses. She didn't move yet, though, she'd let this girl decide if they would walk together. Adonia finally averted her gaze, glancing toward the entrance to the tasks stands, trying to act interested in it all even though she wasn't anymore. Not even a little bit. Adonia had an... intuition about this kind of stuff and she knew this girl had to be involved with her life somehow.
The girls accent made her feel a little calmer, a little, because at least it wasn't the same as hers. That would have just been too freaky for Adonia to handle. No, it wasn't an evil clone scenario. Though, Adonia was sure she would be considered the 'evil' one if she had a clone situation on her hands.
@elise
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