Hufflepuff Henrie

"You are my peach, you are my plum. You are my earth, you are my sun. I love your fingers, I love your toes. The back of your head, the tip of your nose, and you are the reason I'm smiling when there is nothing to smile about." Henrie-Hufflepuff-6th

[soevanrosier-blog]

“Never heard of it,” he said with a shrug, reaching over and tilting her book to glance at the cover. Evan let go of it and looked back at her.

“Absolutely nothing interesting in the slightest,” he stretched a hand over his head. “The whole day has been dull. Evan.” He added, stretching out a hand.

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

She didn’t really expect a whole lot of people here to know much of any Muggle fiction so she wasn’t really disappointed or anything.

“I know what you mean,” she sighed. She had brought her book down with hopes of keeping the boredom at bay, with no such luck thus far. Shaking Evan’s hand she smiled kindly “Henrie. Nice to meet you.”

[jamcspcttcr-blog]

Anyone who knew James knew that he was a creature of habit. He rolled out of bed around the same time every morning, holed up in the corner of the common room after classes for the same period of time every day, and spent at least an hour out by the lake near his favorite tree in order to nap, toss the snitch from his first victory around with Padfoot, or plan pranks to pull on the Slytherins. Today was no different except that SOMEONE ELSE was already situated at the base of the tree. “Erm, hello,” he uttered, caught off guard slightly be Henrie’s presence, “if it’s alright with you, I’m gonna camp out over there for a bit.” He jerked his head a few feet off to the side in the shaded area of the tree. “M’not gonna bug you, just… can’t spend another minute up in the tower. Wormtail’s snoring like a hippogriff up there.” 

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Henrie looked up with a smile at the other. “Oh, hey James. There’s room on my quilt if you want. It’s more comfortable, and I really don’t mind...” The girl scuttled over onto the side and settled there.

[isolemnlyswearthisiswar-rpg-blog]

Remus shrugged, his hand on his chin. “I like History books, autobiographies, that kind of stuff. I have yet to find a Wizard fiction book that I actually enjoy, we are kind of lacking on the literary talent department. I like muggle literature too, a lot.”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

“True, I’ll say that...”

“Which is why I mostly stick to Muggle fiction...” She reached into her jacket pocket to pull out a soft-cover copy of the short story The Most Dangerous Game.

[sydney-lawson-blog]

“Right?  And I’m not even all that worried about myself; like yes, I’m a Muggleborn, yes I know that some people dislike me for that reason– but I’m in my sixth year.  I can take care of myself.  I worry about the younger kids, the ones who don’t know any better and can’t do a spell harder than lighting their wands.”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Henrie shrugged. “I dunno what I could really do though. I’m... kinda useless...”

[soevanrosier-blog]

Evan walked slowly to the top of the hill, absently kicking at the grass. He had been bored inside and now he was bored outside. The Slytherin had been hoping changing his environment would somehow alleviate his restlessness, but no such luck.

As he scanned down the hill, he saw a solitary figure on the grass. He made his way down to the square of color and announced his presence by plopping down beside her.

“Hey, what’s that?” He nodded at the book.

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Henrie jolted as someone suddenly appeared beside her, her heart thumping quickly, before she tried to calm herself down. It took her a moment to process the question, awkwardly replying “Huh? Oh, it’s Small Island by Andrea Levvy. It’s fascinating.

“So... done anything interesting today so far?” Was that awkward to ask?

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Henrie had just found the perfect spot for reading outside. She’d laid out a quilt to be able to lie in the grass without getting an allergic reaction with a handful of cookies and Small Island. She opened it at her bookmark, the spine making a satisfying crackling sound, and relaxed back as she began to read.

[wildflowereyess]

[isolemnlyswearthisiswar-rpg-blog]

Remus smiled down, dusting off his pants even when they were spotless. “It’s no problem, I’ll send it to your common room later with a house elf or something.” He finally looked up as she bumped shoulders with him, giving her a small smile before looking away yet again. He didn’t MEAN to befriend Henrie, hell he didn’t mean to befriend ANYONE. He was good like he was, with the Marauders and Lily and Molly, he didn’t need anyone else in his life to feel guilty over. But he knew how Henrie felt, and he couldn’t bring himself to leave her. “You are welcome.”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

“So what kinds of books do you like?” she wondered. He clearly liked at least some books, if he’d been shopping at T&S. “Are you interested in novels, or more non fiction?”

[animalsdancing]

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Catsby, sleeping in until half-five. Cute, but very, very lazy.

[sydney-lawson-blog]

Her smile faltered a bit.  “You’re very intuitive, has anyone told you that?  I- I don’t know, I’m just stressed out, you know?  This castle used to feel like a kind of safe haven, but but now…” she trailed off, picking at a hangnail on her thumb

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

“I know exactly what you mean.” Henrie agreed with a nod. “I... I can’t help but not feel safe anymore. Some of the students intimidate me more than I’d care to admit. I miss the days when everything was new and exciting and we didn’t have to worry about Death Eaters...”

[tothewordgarden]

‘We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.’ -George Orwell, 1984

[sydney-lawson-blog]

She sighed and ran a semi-frustrated hand through her curls.  She wished people would stop asking her how she was, because it wasn’t a simple answer; and it certainly wasn’t her usual, and very truthful, answer of great.  Because she wasn’t great.  She was– confused.  But she wouldn’t say that to this person.  It was her job to cheer people up, to make them feel happy even if she may not be feeling that way herself.

So she put on her signature happy grin as she replied with a lie, the words leaving a bad taste in her mouth.  “I’m doing great!  How are you?”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Henrie paused a moment before she spoke, shoving her hands further in her jacket pockets as she gave a sympathetic smile. “You know Lucy... I know a thing or two about lying about not doing well. So.... are you really doing great?” She asked softly.

[isolemnlyswearthisiswar-rpg-blog]

Remus shrugged, reading he surprise and confusion on the redhead’s eyes before turning his face away, fixing his eyes in the lake instead. “It’s NOTHING, don’t worry about it. Just something I had lying around. I ordered a few books from Flourish and Blotts some weeks ago and they sent me The Lost Writings of Merlin twice by accident. I figured you might want it.” 

Not registering that it had been a joke, Remus felt his hands tense as he forced himself to look at Henrie again. “I BELIEVE YOU. I was with you when it happened, remember? I know you didn’t do it.”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

“Wow, really? Thanks, Remus, that’s super nice of you!” The girl smiled charmingly at the other.

At his emphatic statement, Henrie couldn’t help but keep the smile on her face. She leaned over and gently bumped shoulders with him; he didn’t seem like the type to be all that comfortable with physical affection. “That means a lot to me Remus, thank you.”

[isolemnlyswearthisiswar-rpg-blog]

Remus smiled, sitting down next to her and thanking her quietly with a gentle nod of his head. The silence stretched, and Remus felt the need to fill it by saying something. He somehow felt RESPONSIBLE for what had happened to Henrie. He had been with her the moment the Dark Mark was casted, he should have noticed something, he should have HELPED her.

“I got you something, actually,” he said, swallowing hard in an attempt to ease the guilt. “I don’t have it here, but I think you’ll like it.”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

She quickly looked over at the other, clear surprise in her widen eyes. “Remus, you don’t have to get me anything...” Why would he have anything for me? she wondered. What else should she say...?

“Well, uh,” She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Headmaster Dumbledore believes me. Believes I didn’t have anything to do with... last night, you know? Not everyone does, but... It, um, it’s nice to know that not everyone thinks I’m a Death Eater...” She attempted to joke, pitifully.

[isolemnlyswearthisiswar-rpg-blog]

“May I?” He asked, motioning to the empty space beside her, swallowing back a chuckle after she jumped. “I’m hiding too, I was supposed to do rounds this morning but I OVER–SLEPT. When Lily finds me she is going to hex my ass.”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Henrie scoot over to make room for the other, a tiny smile on her lips. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell.” She folded her arms and rested her chin, trying to think of something to say. She wasn’t really in the mood to address last night, even if Remus didn’t believe she was responsible for the chaos. The girl bit her lip in thought. What was she supposed to say?

[muddysocks]

i am too fragile for all of this

[isolemnlyswearthisiswar-rpg-blog]

Once he managed to catch his breath, Remus directed his eyes to the castle. Hogwarts used to be his safe haven, where he could ALMOST be himself, where he was protected. But a student had died, and now Dark Marks were showing up at school dances. It was only a matter of time before things got worse, and he knew it. Growing up the way he did, it didn’t leave much room for hope or happy thoughts. 

Remus noticed something moving, and found a dark figure half-hiden behind a tree. His hand reached for his wand immediately, his mind stumbling over itself as he tried to figure out what to do next. Then, he noticed the red hair sneaking underneath the hoodie. The Hufflepuff’s name was on his lips before he realized. Remus made his way towards the girl, clearing his throat gently. 

“If your plan is to seem INNOCENT, and non-dangers. Maybe wearing all black and hiding behind trees might not be the way to go, Henrie.”

[hufflepuffhenrie-blog]

Henrie instinctively jumped, nearly falling over herself but managing to catch herself at the last second. “Remus...” she sighed in relief, sitting back down on her rear. “It’s better than everyone being able to spot this neon sign,” She pulled out a lock of her hair. “and come over to torment me about being a Death Eater...” She’d already barely escaped some fourth year trying to embarrass her in one of the busier corridors.