Harry James Potter, mofo. (toowicked4u) wrote in flippedrpg, @ 2012-09-02 17:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | ch: knap: cindy rivers, ch: knap: harry potter, p: ari, p: lisa |
Who: Cindy and Harryknap
Where: Kitchens.
When: Nowah.
What: He's not gunna let the girl starve.
Rating/Status: PG/Incomplete.
Where are the kitchens? I'm about to keel over. If that wasn't enough for the young Potter to get off his arse and book it down the halls, he didn't know what was. Cindy was a dear childhood friend even though they hadn't really spoken in the last year or so. He blamed it on studies and traveling when it was so much more than that. It was the drinking and having a good time that got in his way of keeping a friendship. Nevertheless, Cindy was here and he'd be lying that it wasn't nice to have a friend from his world around, even with his brother gone.
In such a short amount of time, Harry had changed and he could feel it. He was noticing how often he was putting on a front and was starting to wonder if he had been doing this his whole entire life. He loved having a good time, but when things began to get serious he had two modes. Shut down or fake it. Harry had met his brother, learned he would never marry or have legitimate children. He learned he was a decent older brother and partially blamed himself for his brother's disappearance. If he had been better, he wouldn't have left. And then there was Lestrange. He wanted to speak to the man, he wanted to put his hands around his neck and watch the life fade from his eyes. Lestrange brought out the darker side of Harry and he didn't like it. So he shoved it down. He shoved it way down and chose to cope with everything.
So far, so good.
In his Hufflepuff robes, Harry led Cindy to the kitchens by holding her hand. He cracked jokes along the way, saying how buff he was and how he actually had a boxing dinosaur. As he walked into the kitchens, Harry stood there for a moment. House elves. A whole shitload of them. "Well shit...." As a house elf went up to Harry asking what he wanted, he simply dismissed the house elf and went to grab a few things for himself.
"Alright fatty, what do you want to eat?" He looked over and grinned as he began rummaging through the pantry.