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As Told By A Snake {Harry Potter RP}

ThermalTrickster

~Thank You Based God~
It's the smoke that gets in his eyes that makes them water. The light grey fumes rise in the air and curl around them making twisted shapes and making the occasional person cough in annoyance as they gather around them. The chattering and whispers seem to grow around him as more and more people appear at the gate and seem to yell with glee at the sight of old friends and the occasional grunt in the face on an enemy. The sounds are deafening to him and tries to ignore them, but he can't. It's takes to much effort on his part to even think straight as he huffs in annoyance. Giving up at last he waits quietly with his family their somber expressions making a bubble around them that repels others. A first year glances at them only to look away quickly as he catches the eye on his mother.


They stand in a semi circle around each other. His mothers heads is held high in an attempt to garner respect from others, but it's futile. They've lost too much. He can tell by the way other people seem to gather and whisper at them pointing the occasional finger. Leon knows why of course. He would be stupid not to. They come to look at the widow of a Death Eater. What's not to be interested?



Leon glances at his mother at the corner of his eyes. His mother is the perfect image of a high woman who's used to getting what she wants. Dark skin and black hair pulled back in a neat bun with the occasional strand that is quickly and gently pulled back in place with a expert hand. Dark eyes that seem blacker than most and of course the forever frown that's settled on her face. She's slender and tall, the perfect image for her bird like movements and expression. She meets his eye and Leon looks down at her. She commands respect from others and even him. It's hard not to be like her at the end of the day.



Sighing softly she puts a hand on his shoulder for a few moments before turning him towards her. Leon complies and stands with his head down his heart twisting at the rare show of affection from her. He holds back a sob.



"Leon." she begins with a soft whisper only for his ears. "You would make him proud." That's all she says before the train whistles loud and clear calling the young wizards and witches to it's heed. Leon looks up sharply at her. At soft plea to take him home so that he isn't faced with....them.



She nods once as if she understands him. They can both feel the whispers around them until they both part slowly. Both hating it and yet wishing it would never end. She knows what happens when he's on the train. They both know it even though he's been silent for the longest time. Yet with her gentle words and soft movements she understands even without him speaking. It's hard not to notice.



Leon swallows down the urge to hug her, but they both know they can't. Leon grabs his bags with one hand and holds his owls cage in the other. His owl, Broad, coos softly as if reminding him of the train and with an quick nod to his mother he turns away.



He tries not to notice the sob that comes from behind him.
 
"Mother I have to go!" A curly-haired brunette chuckled as his clingy mouth smothered his cheeks with kisses. It was clear that she was missing him already, and he hadn't even stepped on the train. "I'll write to you once I get settled on. Don't worry, I'm not a little kid anymore."


As soon as the multicolor-eyed Oscar turned away from his dear family, scooping up his belongings and owl cage, the whistle screeched once more. The train was inching along ahead as if trying to sneak away without him. "Bye Mother! Bye Father!" Waved farewell before racing to catch up on the train. The boy was lucky, just barely leaping aboard in time. If it had been a second later then he would've been left behind.


Trudging along through the narrow hallway of the passenger train, the brunette trailed behind a group of the Slytherin house, being directed to sit in the back car. "What the..?" Blinked a couple times in confusion when the three Slytherin students stopped to scurry away from where they had planned to sit.


"It's that Death Eater kid! I'd rather walk to Hogwarts than sit across from a freak like him!"


Oscar just scuffed then sat down on the bench across from the mysterious Leon. Leon, he had seen the lower classman in school before, but not once had thought to speak with him. He was just so...quiet. Always was isolated in the shadows of the ol' building.


Scratching at his chin he finally spoke up, "Hey, are you really a Death Eater?" Slouched comfortably in his seat.
 
Sucking in a quick breathe Leon tensed. He swallowed as he tried to preoccupy himself with the window as the train moved faster and faster as it gained speed. The King's Cross Station was packed with the expectant parent's waving to their kids. Even through the tight glass of the window he could hear their shouts of love and care and the occasional wish for a happy school year. He tried not to look despite his heart telling him to. The whispers in his mind begging him, pleading with him to get a last glance of his moth before he would be gone. Lost in a haze of torment and self hate. He spotted her in the corner with er back turned and his hand twitched to call out to her. To say...something, anything. But in the last few seconds she was gone as the train passed under the tunnel and as it passed he could hear the shout of joy from the others as they screamed to each other in jubilation for another school year.


He didn't join of course. His heart felt too heavy mainly for his mother. Sighing he turned back to...him and blinked as he looked into his eyes. He noted with slight interest that they were multicolored. One brown and one blue each bright against the sun that shone on their faces. His curly hair was nice and soft by the looks of it and even Leon had to admit that he was good looking. Pushing it out of his mind he fell back against his seat and turned away trying not to glare underneath the piercing brightness of the sun.



He tried not to let his irritation show as he heard the question. Swallowing back a quick retort he snorted and frowned at him. "No, I'm not. Besides I don't think Hogwarts would accept a Death Eater under their midst don't you think?" Leon turned to face him whoever he was. His names slipped past him like water as he tried to remember his name. He furrowed his eyebrows and sighed softly mainly to himself. At the end of the day he wouldn't need to remember. It wouldn't matter to him by the time they both stepped out before the shadows of Hogwarts and into the castle. They would both go their separate ways and never speak to eachother again unless needed. Leon was fine with that to be honest. Even so it was nice to have someone speak to him though he guessed the boy was trying to wind him up. Still, he would read something to pass the time.



No need to answer any scathing questions about his past or his families history.
 
A curious eyebrow raised as Oscar's gaze remained glued to the son of one of Hogwarts' enemies. "Hmm," was almost confused why the young man refused to make eye contact with him, or even more important, obtain a smile. If this perhaps had been the first encounter with the young lad then he would've merely assumed, based in his behaviors, that he was only in a grumpy mood. However, considering that this was the state he always seemed to spy Leon in, that couldn't be the case.


Or maybe he was wrong and Leon was just pouty all of the time.


"I guess not," the kid had a point. Oscar spoke up again in attempt to adjust the impression of him, "Sorry, that was far too forward of me. I don't have the right to ask such a question."
 
Feeling a tinge of guilt Leon nodded and turned towards him facing him for the first time. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so snappy...I'm Leon Gretcher by the way," He paused as he realized that this would be a good opportunity to learn his name. "I don't think I know you...What's you're name?" To be honest Leon felt as if he were the age of six. He remembered going to the park with his mother asking all kinds of questions and generally just being obnoxious as a young child be. He smiles at the memory and chuckles to himself. His mother is watching him like a hawk, but he knows she's enjoying seeing him socialize.


Sometimes he wishes time would stand still at the moment. A frozen memory commemorated to his innocence and love only for his parents and the people around him. He swallows back the heaviness that rises in his throat and continues to stare at the boy in front of him. Taking a good look at him Leon knows he's seen him before. He doesn't know much about his personal life except that he's like the other Hogwarts kids. Happy family and happy life.



Leon knows not to assume things about other people, but it's hard not to. Especially since everyone does it about his life and his family. It's like a vicious cycle that seems like an ever constant flow.
 
"Don't apologize. I don't blame you for being upset." Oscar stretched his arms up towards the ceiling with a yawn before stretching out in the bench, lying on his back. "Leon?" By his tone of voice he seemed stunned by such a name. The kid most likely already knew about the joke that the other students used at school to scare each other, saying things like "If you don't finish your homework then become good for nothing, just like Leon" or "Go to bed or Leon will come bite your head off in the night.". Just really ridiculously insensitive jokes about the boy. Now would not be the time to bring them up, if ever.


"I like that name," Oscar flashed a smile at the sad male seated across from him. "My name's Oscar, but most people just call me Oz."


"Here," after rummaging through his pocket Oscar revealed a small candy labeled Chocolate Frog. "You can have this since I've already got another. Just make sure to eat it before it decides to hop away." He chuckled softly before popping his own treat into his mouth.
 
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Sitting in shock Leon accepted the candy quietly. His mind is black as he tries to think of anything to say to him or even tom himself. Leon blinks once, twice before nodding and opening the package. The smell of chocolate wafts into his nose and he smiles softly at first. The frog is calm between his fingers and he's grateful for it. Despite this he can't help, but smile wider and wider until he's grinning. His mother used to say that Leon had a great smile, pretty even for a boy. He never understood what she meant because weren't all smiles the same? Everyone smiles because of happiness so what makes on prettier than the other? Even now he doesn't understand it, but right now he doesn't care. He mind is wiped away at the thought of his father and looks down at Oscar or OZ.


"Thank you." He whispers it mainly to himself, but he's sure Oscar heard. "This may seem a bit weird, but what house are you in?" Leon breathes quietly through his nose as he chews. The flavors singing on his tongue and making him practically moan with delight. It's been too long since he's had the taste of chocolate and he's savoring every bit of it.



The landscape slides past them in a blur and Leon estimates that they have a good four or five hours before they're at Hogwarts. He can tell by the magical enchantment he heard everyone whispering about. The one that makes a normal eight hour ride seem shorter because of an enchantment with the trains wheels and speed. he can hardly tell which is which these days with rumors flying around about everything.
 
Oscar had nearly choked on his chocolate, having stolen a glance at the quiet Leon. Had definitely not expected to see him smiling. Wow, what a sight to see! He knew it was weird but he couldn't help staring. Leon was honestly rather attractive when wearing such a bright grin, displaying those pearly whites. Was enchanting enough to being a smile to Oscar's face.


"No problem. Though, you owe me~" Playfully stuck a tongue out at the male who was adoring the chocolate sweet. "I'm in the Slytherin house. Aren't you too?"


Before he could receive an answer he was surprised by the presence of his admirer Bryce, once of his good friends. That young man scowled at the sight of Leon, but smiled brightly at Oscar, sitting up on his lap like it was a perfectly normal action. "Oz," Bryce whimpered as he forced Oscar to keep all attention on him. "Why don't you come sit with me and the others? Besides with being your buddies, you've got an excuse to escape the presence of this creep."
 
Feeling a cold chill in his body once the door slid open he tensed while he sat and glanced away once someone came into the compartment. Leon didn't know much about him, but he knew he didn't like him to moment he took a chance to glance at who ever came in. He bristled at the scowl that was sent his way and fought the urge to glare back. His finger fiddled with the chocolate frog that was almost gone in his hands and bit the bottom of his lip.


Leon narrowed his eyes at the jab and felt his mouth twitch in irritation. Couldn't he have a moment of peace before someone or something ruined it? "Says the guy who sits in people's lap like a creep themselves...." Leon mumbled mostly to himself, but he made sure it was audible enough for him to hear. It wasn't the best response or very wise, but Leon didn't like to let people walk over him. Especially someone like the boy in front of him.



Leon didn't know how Oscar felt about him, but he knew that he himself wouldn't be very kind to people who took advantage of others. Leon risked a glance upwards to glare at him and hold his ground. Though despite this he felt the incomings of anxiety and felt the dread of confronting people. He was always a nervous wreck when it came to things like this. His began to shake as he forced a glare and breathed in quietly.
 
"Why you little--" Bryce leaped up from his friend's lap with the intentions of socking him right in the face, but his arm had been grabbed from behind. With a snarl he snapped at Oscar, "Did you hear what he said?"


"Just leave him alone. You started it, so you deserved that." Oscar released his buddy's arm then glanced over at the upset male seated just across from him. "Shoo shoo, go sit back down. I want to take nap."
 
OOC: Sorry for being so late. I had a double ear infection X/


IC: With a sharp intake of breathe Leon tensed and shut his eyes quickly as he anticipated the attack. Arms pressed against his side as quickly as he could move and teeth clinched in an almost painful bite he turned his head only to met with nothing. He waited for a brief second before relaxing as he heard their argument. Embarrassment and self pity tore at him at once as if they were waiting for him. Letting his head fall down he looked down at his knees and put his hands to his sides before clenching them tightly.



Leon forced a small chuckle as if he could sooth the situation with a hearty laugh and looked up to catch the train undergoing a rather fast transformation than usual. It seemed as if it were going faster by the way they seemed to go-no fly past the green blur that dared show itself to them. With a nervous swallow he opened his mouth, still tasting the faint tang of chocolate, and breathed in almost painfully.



"I'm sorry." It was his to go to words. The words he would use when all else failed him and he was stuck in an unmovable rut with nowhere to go. He hated those words with a passion because they meant he had given up. Given up to the words and to the hurt that were coming his way as if he couldn't stop them. No matter how hard he tried and no matter how sorry looking or how hard his tears fell they wouldn't stop tormenting him. At last he sighed before looking at the boy in front of him.
 
"Get outta here," Oscar shooed his annoying friend away, although his gaze was locked on Leon the entire time. "Ignore that idiot. He's just looking to pick a fight." Clearly.


With an almost forced smile he added in, "Don't apologize. There's no reason to apologize considering that you've done absolutely nothing wrong. I don't care if you murdered a man, nobody should be verbally abused." There was a particular quality about the curly-haired brunette, grew attached far too quickly as well as growing quite protective of others. Explained just why he wanted to smack his buddy silly for subconsciously spitting out such an offensive statement.


"Look, you need to stick up for yourself. People are attacking you like that because you're an easy target. You don't really defend yourself -- just let them win." His multicolored eyes blinked a couple of times before returning his full attention to the other male. "Leon, you've got chocolate on your lips." Oscar scooted forward as pointed that detail out. Running his thumb over the younger male's bottom lip he wiped away the sweet chocolate, not even realizing just what he was doing.


((>.< Ohhh...that really sucks. I'm sorry. Feeling better? I hope so.))
 
OOC: Yeah, I'm fine thank you! I just have to cough every five seconds though :/


IC: With a slight pout he frowned and tried to look Oscar squarely in the eye, but failed as he found himself blushing. He could feel it all the way up to his cheeks and by the way his stomach had a certain cold chill to it. He swallowed down a scathing yet playful reply and instead nodded in agreement. No, matter how hard he looked at it Oscar was right. He may try and ignore it, but he was an easy target despite his mind telling him he wasn't. Maybe it was the way he held himself? Or the way he tried to purposely act like a tough guy to try and impress others who didn't care for him? No matter how hard he looked at it he was easy for others to view as a weakling. Intelligence aside he was a small guy with no fighting experience at all.



Leon sighed softly as he narrowed his eyes and tried to think. Without realizing it he had blanked out silently brooding to himself and wishing on other things he jumped as he felt a soft hand brush past his lips. He blinked once at the touch and brought himself back to reality with a slight yelp of surprise. Looking back at Oscar he blinked once, twice before bringing his hand to his lips and opening them in a slight 'O' of surprise. He tried to ignore the feeling that was growing in his belly and coughed to break something. He didn't know what it was, but it was there weather of not Oscar knew it.



Before he could say anything he jumped as the bell rang. It whistled across the compartment and through the train breaking him from his trance and bringing him back yet again. He heard the excited yells outside as the break symbolized that they were coming closer and closer to Hogwarts. It had a slight tune to it that made him smile as he remembered that it was the the old Sorting Hat's song. Nostalgia went through him and he swallowed down the slight disappointment that welled up inside of him.
 
((Sorry for MY late reply ^^' I don't have an excuse besides procrastination, which I know is not much of an excuse.))


Oscar turned away after realizing that his actions had been quite improper. An awkward silence fell over the two. Luckily the ring of the bell broke that silence. With his own hardy cheer and a chuckle, the brunette clapped his hands then lied back down. "So excited! Almost to Hogwarts!" Really was like a child.


"I almost wish Harry Potter still went to Hogwarts. Maybe one day he'll become a professor then and be able to teach us all. Heh, wouldn't that be cool!" Oscar took off his jacket to bundle up then use as a pillow. "Harry Potter, hmm."
 
OOC: No worries! I understand procrastination all too wel


Leon couldn't help, but fine Oscar's excitement refreshing. Oscar was different than most people and he wasn't talking about the ones who bullied him. By Leon's first impression he was in general a great guy to be around. Leon smiled and nodded and tried to forget the blush that took over his cheeks. He was different form the competitive nature of his fellow classmates that always argued about who was better and who needed what. He was relaxed and to be honest Leon liked him a lot more than own house mates. Even if Oscar was one of them. Leon chuckled at that and smiled at him.



"What are you planning to do when you get there?" It wouldn't hurt to make small talk. Besides Leon didn't know how much time they would have until they went their separate ways. Narrowing his eyes he sighed inwardly. He had hoped that this was his chance at making a new friend despite the...occurrence that happened. With a glance out the window Leon looked and saw in the distance the spiral towers of Hogwarts. He smiled despite himself and noted that would have to take some more time to appreciate it in it's glory. "We're almost there..."
 
"What am I going to do when I get there?" Oscar scratched at his chin as he repeated this question. With a warm smile he truthfully answered, "I'm not entirely sure what I'll do. Actually, I was planning to go searching for Dumbledore's wand. It's a dumb idea, I know, but it still sounds exciting. Imagining traveling down into the shadows to find a great wand that had given ordinary people a chance to be extrodinary! Dumbledore and Voldemort being just two examples."


Oscar was definitely different, but it was better than being boring. Might be a bit odd yet entertaining. "You can come with me if you want. Might get in trouble, but it'd be so worth it if we manged to find the wand."
 
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Tristan was quite ready for this literal train ride to be over. He was a bit excited and nervous for his first year at Hogwarts. Would everyone hate him? Despite having 2 older brothers, Tristan had no prior knowledge on Hogwarts...In fact, no matter how pureblood he was, he sometimes wondered why he was even given a letter at all. Why a member of his family was chosen to go to the popular school of Witchcraft and Wizadry. They weren't exactly wanted in the wizard world in the first place, much less with other children at Hogwarts. He just had to keep reminding himself that he was not his family. He was Tristan. And maybe, just maybe, people would like Tristan Sappington just because.
 
OOC: Hello and welcome to RP Nation! Thisis a 1X1 roleplay between me and TheShyGirl so it's private. Though I'm sure you could find many other roleplay's in here: https://www.rpnation.com/forums/looking-for-partners-1-on-1.963/ I like your character and I hope you have a good time rping here :)


IN: Leon titled his head and stared at Oscar with a renowned interested. "You want to go looking for Dumbledore's wand?" Narrowing his eyes he looked left and right as if someone were listening to him and paused before he spoke again. "Wasn't it buried with him?" Closing his mouth he furrowed his eyebrows and leaned back in his seat. The first time he had actually relaxed between their meeting and with the ordeal with Oscar's....friend.



With a quick movement he moved his books that were on his lap and settled them next to him and brought his legs up to cross them silently. "I heard rumors that Harry Potter broke it....Do you think he did?"
 
((@Souffleven: Welcome to RPNATION! ( :D ) Yes, as @ThermalTrickster said, this is a 1x1 roleplay, so it's just me and her. This particular roleplay is not open to any new members. However, perhaps we could start a new roleplay together, who knows, I'm interested if you're interested. Welcome to this site! ( :) )))


 


ThermalTrickster said:
Leon titled his head and stared at Oscar with a renowned interested. "You want to go looking for Dumbledore's wand?" Narrowing his eyes he looked left and right as if someone were listening to him and paused before he spoke again. "Wasn't it buried with him?" Closing his mouth he furrowed his eyebrows and leaned back in his seat. The first time he had actually relaxed between their meeting and with the ordeal with Oscar's....friend.
With a quick movement he moved his books that were on his lap and settled them next to him and brought his legs up to cross them silently. "I heard rumors that Harry Potter broke it....Do you think he did?"
Oscar nodded his head before he spoke, "It had been buried with Dumbledore, but Voldemort had found the grave and took the wand. Also, to answer your other question, yes, I do believe Mr Potter broke the wand. B-But we could fix it! Even if we couldn't, it'd still be pretty dang cool to find something that is so important, even to this day."


"I want to find it. I don't want to be like all of the other kids who finish their homework on time, eat during lunch break, and do everything they're told. I want an adventure." Oscar shook his head with a chuckle, "I bet I should like a complete moron, the type of moron that won't shut up."
 

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