fabiansdork ;; dorcas meadowes (fabiansdork) wrote in madworldrp, @ 2008-02-26 01:38:00 |
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After doing nothing all day, Dorcas had finally decided to finish up some of her homework in the library. About three hours later -- missing dinner along with it -- she started her way back to the dormitory.
Walking in, she threw her books down next to her bed and flopped onto the mattress, staring up at the ceiling. "Amaaaaala," she called out, not looking in the direction of her friend's bed. "I am bored. Did you pick a wedding dress yet??"
Amala raised an eyebrow in the direction of Dorcas, her eyes still on her book in front of her and her quill bouncing up and down as she wrote on her parchment. She had been trying to finish a Potions assignment, but she'd been failing miserably at it all day.
"Dorcas, Mum and Daddy don't even know about it yet," she said, trying to be rational about the whole situation even if she didn't really want to. It was hard when she was just so damn excited about it all.
Smiling, Dorcas turned over to flop on her stomach as she glanced over at Amala. "I know that, but that doesn't mean we should have a little fun with it." After a brief pause, she suddenly stood up and walked over to her trunk, opening it. "I might have something in here that could at least distract you."
Because Merlin, she couldn't imagine the pressure of having to decide how to break the news to your parents that you were... well, engaged.
Amala gave a glance up from her book, her neck craning just slightly so she could peer and see whatever it was that Dorcas was doing. She was rather skeptical that it would be able to distract her as all she could think about was the colour her father's face would turn and how wide her mother's eyes would get.
"Is it firewhiskey? That could distract me a bit." She said it as though she'd actually been drunk before. That was almost laughable, Amala realized, but decided not to bring that one up.
Dorcas looked over the top of her trunk and smiled. "Firewhiskey? Merlin, no, Amala. That is just illegal, and you know I don't break the rules!" Clearly sarcasm, because if there was any rule she loved to break, it was especially to drink in the dormitories and sneak into other Houses and shag a certain Gryffindor boy.
"No, I have something interesting." Grabbing the magazines, she stood back up and walked over to Amala's bed, tossing them down in front of her. "Wedding magazines! I've had them from when Odis was getting married to who is now my most wonderful sister-in-law."