So this will probably be the last quick post I do and the rest I think I'll just do one weekly. Once again this was mainly just an introduction into a few of the characters and what they are like which is pretty much the same as the book e.g. Jon's relationship with Catelyn.
Chapter 2: Robb Stark
His eyes flickered open to a gradually brightening room, draped in red and gold wherever a space on the wall became available. Groaning slightly as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes Robb turned slightly to gaze around the dorm. Both Loras and Gendry were still fast asleep and Tybolt's bed was empty. Silently deciding to get up early this morning and not be late for breakfast Robb threw the covers off and slowly got to his feet, squinting as his eyes adjusted to the bright morning sun. Making his way to the bathroom Robb picked his wand up and placed it in his back pocket before opening the door quietly so as not to wake the two boys still sleeping. Walking over to the sink he turned the taps that soon enough released a steady stream of ice cold water into a gradually filling basin. Leaning forward slightly Robb dipped his hands in before recoiling slightly at the temperature. Once again placing them in the basin he then proceeded to douse his eyes and scrub his dirty face.
After a few minutes of showering and cleaning his teeth Robb left the bathroom and entered the dorm to find Loras slowly rising from the four poster bed and Gendry already up and dressing in his school robes for the day.
"Hey" he said to Gendry as he returned to his bedside cabinet and pulled out the black robes that all pupils had to wear.
"Hi" Gendry replied quietly as he turned away from Robb and continued to go about his business unbothered.
Robb who wasn't surprised at Gendrys reaction proceeded to change and place all the books he would need for the day into his bag, hoping that this year he wouldn't be as forgetful when it came to remembering to bring all the necessary equipment to his lessons.
Changing quickly Robb grabbed his now fully packed bag that had slowly began to split at the seam from all the weight it was carrying and pushed past Loras earning him a swear word that he hadn't heard before. Descending down the stairs at an alarming speed Robb unfortunately failed to notice the lace that lay dangling from his shoe. Tripping on it he then tumbled down the remaining stairs to the amusement of his fellow Gryffindors before landing in a heap at the bottom.
Trying to ignore the laughter that was directed at him from all directions Robb soon felt a hand grip him round the arm and pull him up.
"Are you all right?" Jon said as he dusted down Robb's now filthy robes, trying to remove as much of the dirt it had accumulated in the fall as humanly possible.
"I'm fine. Just a few sore spots that's all" Robb said with a grin in response to Jon's quite serious and worrying manner. "Was it fun to watch?"
"You should be more careful, next time you might not be so lucky!" Jon said as his face only turned more serious at Robb's happy and amused demeanour.
"Honestly Jon when you speak like that you seem just like father" Robb chuckled as he looked at Jon's serious expression. " Just like mother says your father has a work face and a..." Robb paused for a moment and looked to Jon. Almost immediately at the mention of Catelyn Stark Jon took on a plain and pained expression and began to stare anywhere but at Robb.
Stupid idiot! Why did you have to bring up mother in front of Jon. Robb thought as he instantly regretted steering the conversation in that direction. After all his mother was a touchy subject with Jon.
When the First Wizarding War was taking place against the Dark Lord Aerys the Burner, Robb's uncle Brandon was brutally murdered with the incendio spell. In his grandfathers haste to continue the Pureblood Stark line his mother Catelyn Tully was wed to his father Eddard Stark. While his mother became pregnant with him, his father was out fighting in Cornwall where the Martells and their allies lived.
Apparently while there his father had a one night affair with Lady Ashara Dayne, a beautiful muggleborn witch from a very wealth family. She then gave birth to Jon and once the war was over he returned up to the Scottish Highlands with Jon but not Ashara. His mother who had expected her husband but not a child soon became very cold towards both of them.
However over the years his mothers relationship with his father had grown to the point of actual love, which was quite rare in arranged marriages. Unfortunately she had never warmed up with Jon and proceeded to hate him to this very day.
"Well we should probably get down to breakfast" Robb said uneasily as he tried to pretend the awkward few moments had never happened.
"Yeah sure lets go" Jon said quietly as he walked past Robb not even bothering to look him in the eye and made his way from the Gryffindor tower down to the great hall.
Soon enough Robb found he could not keep up with Jon's pace and paused to take a break in the middle of the hallway, moving to the side so as not to be pushed out the way by the constant flow of hungry pupils.
"Robb, whatever are you doing in the hallway?".
Robb looked up and his eyes were met with a eyes near identical to his own. "Sansa, why aren't you at breakfast?".
"Well me and Margaery Tyrell decided to go for a little stroll round the grounds first but it seems she must have wandered off to somewhere else" Sansa said as she looked around, trying to spot the half blood beauty that was Margaery Tyrell.
"Does it matter?, you can walk with me instead" Robb said as he rolled his eyes at the thought of his sister being ensnared by the cunning snake Margaery Tyrell.
Sansa was the living embodiment of the ancient and noble blood line that the Starks possessed. Out of all of Robb's siblings she was the one who cared most about perfection and keeping the bloodline pure and she did it well. She always dressed properly, behaved properly and it was quite a surprise to him and the rest of his family when she was placed in Gryffindor and not Slytherin.
"Very well dear brother" Sansa replied politely and eloquently and she took Robb by the arm and continued down the hall at what she would describe as a leisurely pace but he would describe as "bloody slow".
Passing classrooms and teachers Robb hung his head in shame when fellow pupils began to spot them and snicker behind his back. At one point they even stopped for 10 minutes to have a polite chat with Professor Hightower about how the mandrakes were doing.
Eventually they reached the hall and broke apart where Robb then sprinted to the Gryffindor table to get a seat before they were all taken. Sliding onto the bench beside Jon, Robb then began to pile toast and other assortments of bread onto his plate before turning once again to Jon.
"The house elves here are great. Do you not think that Tom and Nan aren't doing it quite as well?" Robb said as he mentioned Winterfell's two residential house elves.
"Nan's really old, you should stop getting on her case" Jon said laughing as he tried to figure out how old the house elf actually was.
Robb who was just relived to see that it wasn't awkward between them any longer laughed as well and began to dig into the marvellous breakfast at hand.