What Love Does to a Person

[death... you need a life]

ooc: this is my first attempt at an RP of my own so please be kind. I will accept criticism but only if it might help me. thank you.

Elisa was just wondering around the halls one day. She was a third year but after being gone from Hogwarts over the summer holidays, she just needed a little refreshment of her memory. This was the first chance she'd gotten to roam the halls since she'd been back and it was nearly the middle of October. With all her homework (much thanks from Snape), her weekends were spent in the common room or the library.

In her previous years at Hogwarts, she'd been so amazed she never spent much time thinking about boys. That and at her age, it was just something she didn't have her mind on. But today was her thirteenth birthday and things were changing. One of her habits (the worst, her friends said) was carrying around at least two books. And she always had so many from the library she was reading all at once. Today was no different. She hadn't had a chance for any leisure reading yet this year so she had just checked out about 5 books, none of them small.

The book she had today was a book of short stories by some guy named Poe who was apparently some American muggle writer. She found it in the corner of the Muggle section and it had only been checked out a couple times before. The story she was reading at the moment was The Raven and was very interesting. Another of her habits was to get so lost in her books or stories and completely lose sight of reality. As she was turning the corner to who-knows-were at this point, she was knocked over by a really tall, really cute red-head, practically flying in the opposite direction.

"Watch out!!" he sort of splurted out.

"What, just knock me over and don't even say sorry or offer to help me?" I yelled at his retreating hed.

"You want me to help you? Do you know who I am? Obviously you don't I'm Ron Weasley. I'm not very polite. I am really soory for knocking you over but I really have to go. I've got to meet Harry."

ooc: i realize this really isnt like ron but i couldnt think of anything.

She was so flabbergasted that she couldn't get his gorgeous eyes or beautiful red hair out of her head. Finaly, she worked up the nerve to ask around and find out who he really was. She quickly learned that he really wasn't anybody to anybody except Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. They were his best friends. And he was a 5th year. Two years older than her. Which basically meant she had almost no chance with him.

ooc: im kinda stuck at this point. help please.

[Ana]

ooc: i've decided that i'm gonna be in 2nd year now, and i think samantha will agree on that too. and it's really good.

Lavender was coming in towards elisa, also reading a book. they bumped into each otehr and looked up.
"oh, i'm so sorry!" lavender said.
"that's already. you're a lot nicer then that ron weasley kid that ran in to me"
lavender giggled
"i see you walk around and read as well. dont' worry, you're not the only one. I'm lavender, by the way"

[death... you need a life]

"Hi, I'm Elisa. You don't look very familiar. What year and house are you in?"
"I'm a second year Ravenclaw."
"That might explain it. I'm a third year Gryffindor."
"Oh, cool! So who's this Ron Weasley person you mentioned?"
"I'm not sure. He just ran into me than kep on goin, mentioned something about meeting Harry."

They continued this conversation as they walked towards the Great Hall.

[none]

ooc: of course I'll agree to be a second year!
bic:
I glanced down the Ravenclaw table. There weren't any slices of cheesecake. I looked at the Gryffindor table. Cheesecake! I walked over there.
"Excuse me." I said to a boy I reconized as Harry potter. "Can you hand me that cheesecake?"
"Sure." He said, "Hang on. Get your own cheesecake from your own table!"
"i would 'cept I can find any over there."
"Ok, here." He said and I took the plate and began towards my own table. "Lavender! And, er..girl, hi!" I said walking towards them.
"Hey Lavender, and..whoever you are. I'm Samantha, and you are...?"

[Narcissa]

Lestat grabbed a piece of cheesecake on his way to the Syltherin table. He took a huge bite and made a face. "Urgh! Cheesecake?! What gives?? EW." He shoveled down three nutcakes to try and scrub away the taste. He turned to the girls. "How can you like cheesecake???" He pointed at Elisa. "And why do you look so depressed? Did you just get dumped or something?"

[death... you need a life]

"Samantha, I'm Elisa from Gryffindor. And you, whatever your name is, I didn't just get dumped. I got run over by some gorg red-head named Ron Weasley."
Harry, who was close enough to hear every word, choked on his pumpkin juice.
"I'm sorry, did you just say 'gorg red-head Ron Weasley?"
"Yeah, what's it to you?"
"Oh. nothing! He's just my best friend."
"Really?!?! Oh, great! Please, don't tell him I said that. It would be so embarrassing."
"He doesn't have to tell me, because I already heard every word."
"Huh? Oh, god!!!"

Elisa was so embarrassed at not seeing his flaming red hair that she immediately spun around and ran the other way. She was greatly hoping that none of them came after her. But to her dismay, they all did. Ron was not surprisingly in the lead, with his long legs. He got their first and asked all the others if they'd hold back a while so he could talk to her.

ooc: wow, this is really coming along.

[Narcissa]

ooc: i know...sweet, eh? right, anyways...

Lestat looked at the two blushing students as they whispered to each other. He smirked. Turning to the others he said, "So, what's up with them? Do you think they'll end up together or what?" He winked. "I know what *I* think, but we'll just have to wait and see, won't we..."

[death... you need a life]

"You weren't suppose to hear that. Harry wasn't even suppose to hear that. Please just act like it never happened."
"What and throw away a perfectly good chance at a girlfriend? Never!"
"Wait... what?"
"Listen, I've seen you around and you seem pretty cool. By the looks of it, you're single. Why else would you be talking about me being gorg out in the open like that? And I'm single so why not give it a go?"
"Ummm.... okay... sure. Why not?"
"You're a third yearm, right?"
"Yeah."
"So... you can go to Hogsmeade with me?"
"Of course."
"How about we go together on the next Hogsmeade weekend?"
"Sure, it's a date then."
"It's a date."

With that said, they stood up and looked at the others, waiting to hear what the whispered discussion was about.

[Ana]

Ron walked away with Harry.
"so, what'd he say??" they all asked her.
"oh, he asked me on a date to hogsmeade..."
"what?" they gaped.
"yeah, he's pretty cool"
"omg, guess what!" lavender said. harry aske dme on a date to hogsmeade that same weekend-the next hogsemeade trip!"
"well,, lucky you!"
they looked at samantha
"well, no body asked me, but that's ok i guess... you'lll have fun!"
"but.."
"dont' worry about me!!"

ooc: in the other rp, get ron to ask you to the yule ball(weasley is my king)

[Narcissa]

"So?" said Lestat, arching an eyebrow. "Are the lovers united? I'm assuming you are, by the way, cause of the look on your face," he added. "Elisa, wasn't it?" After this was confirmed Lestat stretched and sauntered off. "I suppose I'll be seeing you all in Hogsmeade tomorrow, then, eh?" he called back over his shoulder.

They all just looked at him. He turned and strode back to them. "You did know that the next Hogsmeade day is tomorrw, didn't you? They just announced it a few days ago." He paused. "Or are you looking so confused because someone can't go to Hogsmeade, perhaps? Someone in trouble or too young, sort of thing?" They all glared at him. "Fine, fine, don't let the Slytherin intrude on your fun. See you there though, alright? Want to have a drink together or something?"

[Ana]

ooc: oh crap, i forgot 2nd years can't go to hogsmeade!!
lavender looked deprseed.
"oh, i totally forgot, 2nd years can't go to hogsmeade!" she said.
"don't worry, elisa answered. " you're allowed to go if your'e with a third year or above and have permission from a teacher.
"well, let's go ask prof. flitwick then, i'm sujre he'll say yes! " and lavender ran off, the other two following.

[death... you need a life]

ooc: ill be sure to join that one ana.

"You guys go talk to Flitwick. I have to talk to Ron!"
"About what?"
"Tomorrow! He didn't know it was this weekend."
"OH, ok. Well, talk to you later."
"Laterz!"

[Narcissa]

Lestat smiled contentedly as he listened to them from his ingenious hiding place. Everything was going according to plan. He leaned back and sighed happily. "I love it when things fall so perfectly into place," he murmured to himself. Then he shook himself and went to his dorm room to prepare for the next day.

ooc: so should i be evil or a matchmaker-type person in this? i havent decided yet.

[Ana]

ooc: you're kinda both right nw, but whatever, roleplay is just blundering through everything and making it funny.

"well.." prof. flitwick said. "i'm sure a responsible student such as yourself will be all right with a 5th year..incidentally..who are you going with?"
'harry potter.." lavender said shyly.
"harry potter! well, yes, i'm sure you'll be all right! " and he wrote her a note.

ooc: now when we go to hogsemeade we can use the other hogsemade thread i started. but let's continute this however.

[Narcissa]

Lestat dug through his trunk, carefully chosen items piled at his feet. "Where did I put that-" he found what he was looking for. "Ahhh," he breathed. "Here you are." Cradling it gently, he packed the stuff he'd need in a small backpack, and lovingly placed the thing he was holding on top. He shut the pack, and shook his shaggy black hair out of his eyes. Lestat sat back on his heels. "Now all I have to do is figure out what to wear..." he muttered to himself.