The Trouble With People
Disclaimer: HP doesn't belong to me! DUH!
Summery: Adelaide and Roux are two teens that don't have any direction in their lives, until they both end up exchanging at Hogwarts. Will the culture shock show them what they want? Or will they just end up wanting each other?
After several attempts of striking up a conversation, Roux was beginning to tire of his antisocial seat partner. She just kept staring out the window listening to her same CD. The music was loud, and Roux could understand just about every word of it. Suddenly, the music stopped, and Roux turned to look at her. Adelaide was desperately searching for something, a steady stream of curse words flowed from her mouth.
"Damn it," Adelaide finally said out load. She had forgotten extra batteries! Slowly, she removed the headphones from her head, and sighed. Roux grinned, and saw his chance.
"So where are you going in England?" He asked innocently, because he was truly interested.
"School," Adelaide swallowed, and prepared to cooperate. "Hogwarts, actually. You?"
"Small world," Roux grinned his dashing grin. Adelaide didn't like the sound of that, nor the look on his face. She soon understood why. "Me too."
Adelaide closed her eyes and gently pressed her tongue stud against her teeth. This was a nightmare, it truly was. Adelaide opened her deep blue eyes again, and touched the row of studs and earrings along her ear. She couldn't believe she was going to do this. "Why?"
"Why am I going?" Roux asked, pleasantly surprised at Adelaide's willingness to converse. "To avoid an expulsion."
"Small world," Adelaide smiled. This wasn't too bad. "Me too."
"What did you do?"
"Wrecked an entire set of dorms. You?"
"Blew up a teacher's private toilet."
"Hey! I did that last year!"
"Really?"
"Really."
There was silence for a moment, and Adelaide felt like she had crossed a line that she didn't like; she was acting friendly, and she it felt very unnatural. She decided not to speak again to him of free will, only when she was spoken to. She absent mindedly toyed with her tongue piercing, and Roux watched her.
"You have your tongue pierced."
"Yeah."
"That's cool."
Silence.
"Your ears are pierced too."
"No shit."
Roux was running out of things to say. He looked over at her with a devilish grin.
"You're rather pretty you know."
Adelaide didn't answer, she just stared at him with her grade five evil glare; the one that looked outraged and offended, with similarities to the face of Medusa. The stare usually turned men to stone, too, but to Adelaide's further agitation Roux just laughed at her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Jeez..." In truth he wasn't the least bit sorry. He leaned back in his seat, with a grin plastered on his face.
Adelaide stared at him with obvious aggravation. 'What the hell is he smiling at?' she thought, looking at him smug grin. 'He's probably imagining something disgusting and perverted. I wouldn't put it past him.'
Adelaide stared at the back of the seat in front of her. Suddenly, inspiration struck. The radio! Didn't they always have them on the seat armrests? She looked down, and there to her sweet pleasure was the plug in's for the radio. She took out her headphones, and was about to plug them into the hole when the worst possible thing happened. The size of her headphone's plug was too big for the plug it. "Fuck..." She muttered under her breath. 'Back to the drawing board.'
'She's running out of resources,' Roux smiled bigger, his amusement growing minute by minute. 'Next she'll reach for a magazine, and will discover they're all about wine and housekeeping.'
'Magazines!' Adelaide thought desperately, she pulled them out of the pocket in front of her, and laid them on her lap. 'What is this? Wine Taster's Weekly? Keeping up the House? What is this SHIT?'
She grabbed one of the in flight pillows, and held it firmly over her mouth to stifle her screaming. Her miniature tantrum lasted a full three minutes, her screams and rants could scarcely be heard, but that wasn't to say she didn't draw attention to herself. The woman from the bathroom incident was goggling at her, and Roux was laughing at her uncontrollably.
While she was screaming, the stewardess offered Roux a snack. Graciously he took it, and he nudged Adelaide, and she looked up from her pillow. In a venomous voice she hissed at him, "what?!"
"Would you like a nut?" Roux watched with mild glee as he watched every type of rage move across Adelaide's face. Her cheeks were turning red how with antagonism, and her teeth were clenched with her lower joy jutting out menacingly.
"Yes I would like a fucking nut," she took a nut from the bag, spilling several in the process. She held it between her fingers, and with every ounce of strength she had (which was, surprisingly, a lot) she hurled it at Roux. He playfully blocked the nut (which hit his hand, and in the days following would grow to leave an angry red welt), and continued to laugh at her.
'I hate him I hate him, I hate him,' she thought over and over, and she continued to endure his mocking laughter. 'Die, die, die, die, die.'
"All right, all right," Roux was calming himself down. He loved this girl! "I'll stop, we can call a truce. Can I trouble you for a handshake?"
"You can trouble me for some shut the hell up, I'll give you a big scoop of you're a fucking idiot, and we'll finish it off with some leave me the hell alone." She smiled at him in the most unpleasant way, and then in a great cloud of dramatics, she turned to face the window. She didn't say another word to him during the remainder of the flight.
Dear Exchange Student,
Thank you for choosing our school to further extend your knowledge in the study of magic. It is our pleasure to welcome you to our fine academy, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Below is a list of all the items you will need:
Advanced Transfiguration for the 6th Year N.E.W.T. Student by Gertrude Grey- Beard Potionry for the Magically Inclined, Advanced Addition by Samuel Hayes Charms, a Guide to Passing you N.E.W.T. Exam by Adam Rock Defense Complex; Resisting the Dark Arts by Gabrielle Galbraith
The Further Study of Magical Creatures and Their Care by Sabriel Moon
Uncovering the Secrets; An In-Depth Guide to Divination and Tarot By Claudia Lane 6th Year Herbology; the right road to N.E.W.T. by Terry A. Cotta Further Back; More History of Magic by Gwendolyn Otto
A few top students from our school will be sent to meet you from your flight at the London City Airport, where you informed us of your arrival. They will ensure your stay in London will be guided and comfortable. You will have three days before you must meet at platform 9 ¾ for the train to Hogwarts. You are required to stay in Diagon Ally until the assigned students who picked you up return to take you to the station.
You are required to wear your own robes from your own school to the sorting ceremony, and after that you will be presented with Hogwarts robes you are to wear for the rest of the year. We would also like to remind you, if you do not have already, you will need:
1 Cauldron
Dragon hide gloves
All ingredients listed at the front of your potions book
Wand
Quills
Parchment
It there are any changes in the list, you will be notified immediately. We would like to remind you that all campus activities are open to you. Feel free to join any club, or try out for a Quidditch team. We want you to enjoy you stay! You will also be permitted to enjoy Hogsmeade, and all magical town with plenty of shopping and fun. We would further like to welcome you to the country, and we wish you luck in all your endeavors here.
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore and Staff
Adelaide read the letter again now that she was standing alone by the baggage claim. As soon as the plane was safely on grow she had bolted to escape Roux. Although she knew she couldn't escape him for long, she desperately needed some time away from him. She stared at the carousel, waiting for her baggage to appear. It wasn't long before she saw her large trunk decorated with an assortment of stickers come through the rubber flaps. Relieved to see it in one piece, she mustered all her strength and pulled it off the cart. It thumped loudly on the airport floor, and with a mighty heave Adelaide hurled it onto her trolley. She pulled it along, looking for the student who was supposed to pick them up.
As she was walking along a particularly long row of gate after gate, she felt somebody tap her on the shoulder. She turned around, and saw Roux's obnoxious (but handsome, she now admitted in proper light) face. She was about to shout at him when she realized it was not him who had tapped her. It was a girl approximately her age, with thick golden brown hair and brown eyes. She was rather pretty with her hair swept up into an elegant twist, and she wore rather trendy clothes. Adelaide disliked her immediately.
Standing by her were two other boys; one with messy dark hair, and glasses; the other was tall and gangly with bright red hair. They both looked board out of their minds. The girl spoke, and Adelaide found to not dislike her nearly as much when she spoke. "Hello, my name is Hermione Granger, Dumbledore asked us to pick you and Roux up. I'm assuming you are Adelaide?"
"Yeah," she looked at her with mild disinterest, before turning to the boys. They were kicking each other and laughing. Adelaide raised her eyebrows in confused manner. "And who are the boys? Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle- Dum?"
"Hey I resent that," said the boy with messy dark hair, as he continued to kick his friend. Adelaide heard the redhead ask "Who's Tweedle...what are Tweedles?"
"If you resent it so much would you stop acting so (tweedle) dumb and come introduce yourselves," Hermione spoke impatiently, and Adelaide decided to change her mind completely; she liked this girl.
"Ron Weasley," said the tall, gangly, redhead. He wore a face that still possessed the cuteness one might find on a baby, although you could definitely see the young man in him. Adelaide shook his hand, without giving him the speech she'd given Roux when he had asked.
"Harry Potter," the dark haired boy also shook her hand, and suddenly something clicked inside Adelaide's brain. These names were very familiar.
"You're the ones that overthrew Voldie," said Adelaide. "You're basically the reason I'm not expelled!"
"Voldie?" Roux looked at her, and was surprised at the shortening of the Dark Lord's name.
"Well, saying You-Know-Who seemed rather stupid, so my friends and I decided to call him Voldie," Adelaide looked at Roux, the urge to slap him strongly returning.
"Interesting," said Harry, who was now looking out the window. Adelaide thought perhaps he had ADD. "But yeah, that's us."
"Voldie..." Ron was laughing. After recovering from a rather unattractive chortle, he coughed and controlled himself. "How did you almost get expelled?"
"I wrecked a set of dorms with bludgers I enlarged," Adelaide gave an evil grin.
"My brothers would love you," Ron said, shaking his head. "That's pretty great, you'll have to meet them when we go to Diagon Ally! Come on, we'll get a cab."
"Actually, my mum rented me a car," said Adelaide, suddenly embarrassed. "I don't think she knew people would be meeting us here."
"That's even better! You can drive?" Ron asked again, he appeared to be fascinated with her.
"Do you have your international driver's license?" Asked Hermione, in a huff. She was obviously growing impatient with all Ron's stupid questions.
"Um, yeah," Adelaide smiled at them. She noticed Roux was being unusually quiet. When was he going to be a loudmouth and say something again?
"Is it legal for you to drive all of us?" There he goes! Roux couldn't stay silent any longer, it was hard for him to stay quiet for five seconds, let alone ten minutes.
"Yes," sighed Adelaide. "Why would I even be mentioning it if it wasn't?"
"Oh," Roux raised his eyebrows. He looked around at the people he was in company with, and felt slightly awkward. Adelaide seemed to be fitting right in, why wasn't he?
"It probably isn't the ideal way for us to get to the Leaky Cauldron," sighed Hermione, but she was smiling a little. "But a car will give us a little more freedom, and a bit of help when it comes time to go to the station. Come on, we'll go sort this out."
A/N: I don't know why, but I just felt like letting Adelaide drive around so she could have something on Roux. He's a cocky little bastard isn't he? Anyway, REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: HP doesn't belong to me! DUH!
Summery: Adelaide and Roux are two teens that don't have any direction in their lives, until they both end up exchanging at Hogwarts. Will the culture shock show them what they want? Or will they just end up wanting each other?
After several attempts of striking up a conversation, Roux was beginning to tire of his antisocial seat partner. She just kept staring out the window listening to her same CD. The music was loud, and Roux could understand just about every word of it. Suddenly, the music stopped, and Roux turned to look at her. Adelaide was desperately searching for something, a steady stream of curse words flowed from her mouth.
"Damn it," Adelaide finally said out load. She had forgotten extra batteries! Slowly, she removed the headphones from her head, and sighed. Roux grinned, and saw his chance.
"So where are you going in England?" He asked innocently, because he was truly interested.
"School," Adelaide swallowed, and prepared to cooperate. "Hogwarts, actually. You?"
"Small world," Roux grinned his dashing grin. Adelaide didn't like the sound of that, nor the look on his face. She soon understood why. "Me too."
Adelaide closed her eyes and gently pressed her tongue stud against her teeth. This was a nightmare, it truly was. Adelaide opened her deep blue eyes again, and touched the row of studs and earrings along her ear. She couldn't believe she was going to do this. "Why?"
"Why am I going?" Roux asked, pleasantly surprised at Adelaide's willingness to converse. "To avoid an expulsion."
"Small world," Adelaide smiled. This wasn't too bad. "Me too."
"What did you do?"
"Wrecked an entire set of dorms. You?"
"Blew up a teacher's private toilet."
"Hey! I did that last year!"
"Really?"
"Really."
There was silence for a moment, and Adelaide felt like she had crossed a line that she didn't like; she was acting friendly, and she it felt very unnatural. She decided not to speak again to him of free will, only when she was spoken to. She absent mindedly toyed with her tongue piercing, and Roux watched her.
"You have your tongue pierced."
"Yeah."
"That's cool."
Silence.
"Your ears are pierced too."
"No shit."
Roux was running out of things to say. He looked over at her with a devilish grin.
"You're rather pretty you know."
Adelaide didn't answer, she just stared at him with her grade five evil glare; the one that looked outraged and offended, with similarities to the face of Medusa. The stare usually turned men to stone, too, but to Adelaide's further agitation Roux just laughed at her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Jeez..." In truth he wasn't the least bit sorry. He leaned back in his seat, with a grin plastered on his face.
Adelaide stared at him with obvious aggravation. 'What the hell is he smiling at?' she thought, looking at him smug grin. 'He's probably imagining something disgusting and perverted. I wouldn't put it past him.'
Adelaide stared at the back of the seat in front of her. Suddenly, inspiration struck. The radio! Didn't they always have them on the seat armrests? She looked down, and there to her sweet pleasure was the plug in's for the radio. She took out her headphones, and was about to plug them into the hole when the worst possible thing happened. The size of her headphone's plug was too big for the plug it. "Fuck..." She muttered under her breath. 'Back to the drawing board.'
'She's running out of resources,' Roux smiled bigger, his amusement growing minute by minute. 'Next she'll reach for a magazine, and will discover they're all about wine and housekeeping.'
'Magazines!' Adelaide thought desperately, she pulled them out of the pocket in front of her, and laid them on her lap. 'What is this? Wine Taster's Weekly? Keeping up the House? What is this SHIT?'
She grabbed one of the in flight pillows, and held it firmly over her mouth to stifle her screaming. Her miniature tantrum lasted a full three minutes, her screams and rants could scarcely be heard, but that wasn't to say she didn't draw attention to herself. The woman from the bathroom incident was goggling at her, and Roux was laughing at her uncontrollably.
While she was screaming, the stewardess offered Roux a snack. Graciously he took it, and he nudged Adelaide, and she looked up from her pillow. In a venomous voice she hissed at him, "what?!"
"Would you like a nut?" Roux watched with mild glee as he watched every type of rage move across Adelaide's face. Her cheeks were turning red how with antagonism, and her teeth were clenched with her lower joy jutting out menacingly.
"Yes I would like a fucking nut," she took a nut from the bag, spilling several in the process. She held it between her fingers, and with every ounce of strength she had (which was, surprisingly, a lot) she hurled it at Roux. He playfully blocked the nut (which hit his hand, and in the days following would grow to leave an angry red welt), and continued to laugh at her.
'I hate him I hate him, I hate him,' she thought over and over, and she continued to endure his mocking laughter. 'Die, die, die, die, die.'
"All right, all right," Roux was calming himself down. He loved this girl! "I'll stop, we can call a truce. Can I trouble you for a handshake?"
"You can trouble me for some shut the hell up, I'll give you a big scoop of you're a fucking idiot, and we'll finish it off with some leave me the hell alone." She smiled at him in the most unpleasant way, and then in a great cloud of dramatics, she turned to face the window. She didn't say another word to him during the remainder of the flight.
Dear Exchange Student,
Thank you for choosing our school to further extend your knowledge in the study of magic. It is our pleasure to welcome you to our fine academy, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Below is a list of all the items you will need:
Advanced Transfiguration for the 6th Year N.E.W.T. Student by Gertrude Grey- Beard Potionry for the Magically Inclined, Advanced Addition by Samuel Hayes Charms, a Guide to Passing you N.E.W.T. Exam by Adam Rock Defense Complex; Resisting the Dark Arts by Gabrielle Galbraith
The Further Study of Magical Creatures and Their Care by Sabriel Moon
Uncovering the Secrets; An In-Depth Guide to Divination and Tarot By Claudia Lane 6th Year Herbology; the right road to N.E.W.T. by Terry A. Cotta Further Back; More History of Magic by Gwendolyn Otto
A few top students from our school will be sent to meet you from your flight at the London City Airport, where you informed us of your arrival. They will ensure your stay in London will be guided and comfortable. You will have three days before you must meet at platform 9 ¾ for the train to Hogwarts. You are required to stay in Diagon Ally until the assigned students who picked you up return to take you to the station.
You are required to wear your own robes from your own school to the sorting ceremony, and after that you will be presented with Hogwarts robes you are to wear for the rest of the year. We would also like to remind you, if you do not have already, you will need:
1 Cauldron
Dragon hide gloves
All ingredients listed at the front of your potions book
Wand
Quills
Parchment
It there are any changes in the list, you will be notified immediately. We would like to remind you that all campus activities are open to you. Feel free to join any club, or try out for a Quidditch team. We want you to enjoy you stay! You will also be permitted to enjoy Hogsmeade, and all magical town with plenty of shopping and fun. We would further like to welcome you to the country, and we wish you luck in all your endeavors here.
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore and Staff
Adelaide read the letter again now that she was standing alone by the baggage claim. As soon as the plane was safely on grow she had bolted to escape Roux. Although she knew she couldn't escape him for long, she desperately needed some time away from him. She stared at the carousel, waiting for her baggage to appear. It wasn't long before she saw her large trunk decorated with an assortment of stickers come through the rubber flaps. Relieved to see it in one piece, she mustered all her strength and pulled it off the cart. It thumped loudly on the airport floor, and with a mighty heave Adelaide hurled it onto her trolley. She pulled it along, looking for the student who was supposed to pick them up.
As she was walking along a particularly long row of gate after gate, she felt somebody tap her on the shoulder. She turned around, and saw Roux's obnoxious (but handsome, she now admitted in proper light) face. She was about to shout at him when she realized it was not him who had tapped her. It was a girl approximately her age, with thick golden brown hair and brown eyes. She was rather pretty with her hair swept up into an elegant twist, and she wore rather trendy clothes. Adelaide disliked her immediately.
Standing by her were two other boys; one with messy dark hair, and glasses; the other was tall and gangly with bright red hair. They both looked board out of their minds. The girl spoke, and Adelaide found to not dislike her nearly as much when she spoke. "Hello, my name is Hermione Granger, Dumbledore asked us to pick you and Roux up. I'm assuming you are Adelaide?"
"Yeah," she looked at her with mild disinterest, before turning to the boys. They were kicking each other and laughing. Adelaide raised her eyebrows in confused manner. "And who are the boys? Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle- Dum?"
"Hey I resent that," said the boy with messy dark hair, as he continued to kick his friend. Adelaide heard the redhead ask "Who's Tweedle...what are Tweedles?"
"If you resent it so much would you stop acting so (tweedle) dumb and come introduce yourselves," Hermione spoke impatiently, and Adelaide decided to change her mind completely; she liked this girl.
"Ron Weasley," said the tall, gangly, redhead. He wore a face that still possessed the cuteness one might find on a baby, although you could definitely see the young man in him. Adelaide shook his hand, without giving him the speech she'd given Roux when he had asked.
"Harry Potter," the dark haired boy also shook her hand, and suddenly something clicked inside Adelaide's brain. These names were very familiar.
"You're the ones that overthrew Voldie," said Adelaide. "You're basically the reason I'm not expelled!"
"Voldie?" Roux looked at her, and was surprised at the shortening of the Dark Lord's name.
"Well, saying You-Know-Who seemed rather stupid, so my friends and I decided to call him Voldie," Adelaide looked at Roux, the urge to slap him strongly returning.
"Interesting," said Harry, who was now looking out the window. Adelaide thought perhaps he had ADD. "But yeah, that's us."
"Voldie..." Ron was laughing. After recovering from a rather unattractive chortle, he coughed and controlled himself. "How did you almost get expelled?"
"I wrecked a set of dorms with bludgers I enlarged," Adelaide gave an evil grin.
"My brothers would love you," Ron said, shaking his head. "That's pretty great, you'll have to meet them when we go to Diagon Ally! Come on, we'll get a cab."
"Actually, my mum rented me a car," said Adelaide, suddenly embarrassed. "I don't think she knew people would be meeting us here."
"That's even better! You can drive?" Ron asked again, he appeared to be fascinated with her.
"Do you have your international driver's license?" Asked Hermione, in a huff. She was obviously growing impatient with all Ron's stupid questions.
"Um, yeah," Adelaide smiled at them. She noticed Roux was being unusually quiet. When was he going to be a loudmouth and say something again?
"Is it legal for you to drive all of us?" There he goes! Roux couldn't stay silent any longer, it was hard for him to stay quiet for five seconds, let alone ten minutes.
"Yes," sighed Adelaide. "Why would I even be mentioning it if it wasn't?"
"Oh," Roux raised his eyebrows. He looked around at the people he was in company with, and felt slightly awkward. Adelaide seemed to be fitting right in, why wasn't he?
"It probably isn't the ideal way for us to get to the Leaky Cauldron," sighed Hermione, but she was smiling a little. "But a car will give us a little more freedom, and a bit of help when it comes time to go to the station. Come on, we'll go sort this out."
A/N: I don't know why, but I just felt like letting Adelaide drive around so she could have something on Roux. He's a cocky little bastard isn't he? Anyway, REVIEW!!!