Sean wobbled up the stairs in the Rozenens dorm, pulling himself with his
arms the last few steps.
He collapsed on his bed, and yelped as his head collided with something hard and plastic.
He flopped his hand around his head, and his what felt like a small CD case. He pulled it out, and squinting, managed to make out four words.
Visage de la Lune.
He smiled tiredly at his girlfriend's distinctive scrawl. He hadn't a clue what she had written. He opened the case to see if she had given him any clues as to what to do with it.
A small scrap of paper fluttered out. 'Put in a computer. My laptop's under your bed.'
Curious, Sean pulled up the remnants of his energy (hard Quidditch practice that day, with everyone shooting hoops against him with several Quaffles at once) and hauled the slender laptop out, booting it up.
He placed the CD in the CD-ROM drive and watched as a picture of the full moon drift onto the screen.
He watched it raptly as the clouds drifted thinly across the luminous celestial being, completely unmoving.
Unseen, Katy stood in his doorway, smiling slightly, just watching him for a few moments before backing out and silently shutting his door.
She sighed happily, and slid down the wall, leaning against it, catching her breath again. The walk/escape from the Hospital Wing had drained her more than she wanted to admit.
She looked up in surprise as she heard a noise. Elizabeth was walking toward her.
She stopped about five feet away from Katy.
"Look, I'm sorry about claiming you have too many secrets. It was wrong of me, seeing as I'm not your mother or any other control figure in your life. I'll back off if you'll talk to me again. I like you as a friend to much to lose you to being an enemy." Elizabeth smiled at her. "Besides, I've seen what you do to Sophia Elise, and she doesn't do anything that bad."
"Except for being an insufferable suck-up," Katy interjected. "Apology accepted." She grinned back. "Want to go collapse for the night? I'm going there now, you slave driver, you. We should have you try multiple Snitches. That'd be fun to watch." Katy said, yawning widely.
They were about to their beds when Elizabeth asked, "So, do you think werewolves see in color?"
Katy started laughing. "Lizzy, I know they do physically. But with their hearts, it's all vibrant colors."
Katy curled up on her side, pulling the thick duvet over her, up to her chin.
"It's good to be your friend again, Lizzy." she yawned, already mostly asleep.
"You too," Elizabeth told her. "You too."
*~*
Katy sat in a tree, leaning back and enjoying the breeze when something soft landed in her lap. She looked at the little beanie wolf and smiled. It looked rather like Sean.
"Can I come up?" a voice called from the ground.
She looked down at Sean grinning up at her.
"I don't know. It might be more comfortable on the ground," she mused. "After all, my butt's starting to go numb."
Sean looked around. "It's clear."
Katy jumped out of the tree, grasping the stuffed wolf in her talons gently and landing somewhat unceremoniously on Sean's head, flapping and trying to crawl down his arm, but between Sean's trying to help, and her talons getting hopelessly tangled in his hair and the wolf, it wasn't pretty.
Actually, the situation was quite laughable, if you could survive laughing at them.
"Okay, let's start this over, Greywing," Sean suggested, forgetting himself and nodding a couple of times.
She obediently stopped fidgeting and he stopped flailing.
More than slightly embarrassed, Katy shuffled off his head and hopped onto his shoulder.
She jumped down, landing beside him. "Maybe it would have been easier to let you climb up."
Katy yawned. "Hospital break outs are exhausting," she informed him
"How much sleep have you gotten recently altogether?" Sean asked carefully.
"Not enough," she muttered. Sean pulled her down to the ground wrapping his arms around her and leaning against the tree's trunk. "Ow." she said groggily, already falling asleep. "Arm ouchy."
Sean readjusted his grip on her so he wasn't touching her injured arm, and nuzzled her neck. "Thank you for the best present ever. La visage de la lune," he whispered, butchering the French words badly.
".de rien." she yawned, dozing off using Sean as a pillow.
He collapsed on his bed, and yelped as his head collided with something hard and plastic.
He flopped his hand around his head, and his what felt like a small CD case. He pulled it out, and squinting, managed to make out four words.
Visage de la Lune.
He smiled tiredly at his girlfriend's distinctive scrawl. He hadn't a clue what she had written. He opened the case to see if she had given him any clues as to what to do with it.
A small scrap of paper fluttered out. 'Put in a computer. My laptop's under your bed.'
Curious, Sean pulled up the remnants of his energy (hard Quidditch practice that day, with everyone shooting hoops against him with several Quaffles at once) and hauled the slender laptop out, booting it up.
He placed the CD in the CD-ROM drive and watched as a picture of the full moon drift onto the screen.
He watched it raptly as the clouds drifted thinly across the luminous celestial being, completely unmoving.
Unseen, Katy stood in his doorway, smiling slightly, just watching him for a few moments before backing out and silently shutting his door.
She sighed happily, and slid down the wall, leaning against it, catching her breath again. The walk/escape from the Hospital Wing had drained her more than she wanted to admit.
She looked up in surprise as she heard a noise. Elizabeth was walking toward her.
She stopped about five feet away from Katy.
"Look, I'm sorry about claiming you have too many secrets. It was wrong of me, seeing as I'm not your mother or any other control figure in your life. I'll back off if you'll talk to me again. I like you as a friend to much to lose you to being an enemy." Elizabeth smiled at her. "Besides, I've seen what you do to Sophia Elise, and she doesn't do anything that bad."
"Except for being an insufferable suck-up," Katy interjected. "Apology accepted." She grinned back. "Want to go collapse for the night? I'm going there now, you slave driver, you. We should have you try multiple Snitches. That'd be fun to watch." Katy said, yawning widely.
They were about to their beds when Elizabeth asked, "So, do you think werewolves see in color?"
Katy started laughing. "Lizzy, I know they do physically. But with their hearts, it's all vibrant colors."
Katy curled up on her side, pulling the thick duvet over her, up to her chin.
"It's good to be your friend again, Lizzy." she yawned, already mostly asleep.
"You too," Elizabeth told her. "You too."
*~*
Katy sat in a tree, leaning back and enjoying the breeze when something soft landed in her lap. She looked at the little beanie wolf and smiled. It looked rather like Sean.
"Can I come up?" a voice called from the ground.
She looked down at Sean grinning up at her.
"I don't know. It might be more comfortable on the ground," she mused. "After all, my butt's starting to go numb."
Sean looked around. "It's clear."
Katy jumped out of the tree, grasping the stuffed wolf in her talons gently and landing somewhat unceremoniously on Sean's head, flapping and trying to crawl down his arm, but between Sean's trying to help, and her talons getting hopelessly tangled in his hair and the wolf, it wasn't pretty.
Actually, the situation was quite laughable, if you could survive laughing at them.
"Okay, let's start this over, Greywing," Sean suggested, forgetting himself and nodding a couple of times.
She obediently stopped fidgeting and he stopped flailing.
More than slightly embarrassed, Katy shuffled off his head and hopped onto his shoulder.
She jumped down, landing beside him. "Maybe it would have been easier to let you climb up."
Katy yawned. "Hospital break outs are exhausting," she informed him
"How much sleep have you gotten recently altogether?" Sean asked carefully.
"Not enough," she muttered. Sean pulled her down to the ground wrapping his arms around her and leaning against the tree's trunk. "Ow." she said groggily, already falling asleep. "Arm ouchy."
Sean readjusted his grip on her so he wasn't touching her injured arm, and nuzzled her neck. "Thank you for the best present ever. La visage de la lune," he whispered, butchering the French words badly.
".de rien." she yawned, dozing off using Sean as a pillow.