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Feb 10, 2015 14:42:11 GMT 8
Post by DYLAN CERI SAER on Feb 10, 2015 14:42:11 GMT 8
Dylan was bored and his homework for the next couple of days and with the spare time that he had, which honestly wasn't that much with his eleven N.E.W.T. level classes, he needed something to do. He was one of those people who grew bored quite quickly and always wanted something to do. So he thought he would search for a friend or two. He thought he would start with the Great Hall which resulted in him just grabbing a small bite to eat before he decided that he was sure he'd know where his favorite sixth year was. Amery was eighteen days younger than himself but the younger male had failed his third year, something that had honestly upset Dylan. He hadn't an idea how to react to his friend not asking him for help. Dylan had frequently finished him homework quickly and he would have been more than happy to help his best friend out with some class work.
The Room of Requirement was a room that his friend was often hiding in lately. Sulking over a girl was rather useless in his opinion but that was his opinion and he wasn't going to judge his friend, but to him there were other fish in the sea. Dylan had obviously never had that girl that knocked him on his arse like others had. No the Ravenclaw's studies were much more important to him than girls at the moment. For the boy who was abandoned for being strange was more interested in proving that he was just as good as anyone else. And wanted to make his parents, the man and woman who gave that strange boy a chance, proud. He could focus on girls after he was able to do well for himself.
So after getting his food he shrugged his bag over his shoulder again and made his way up to the seventh floor. He fought his way quickly through the moving staircases before finding himself on the Seventh Floor in the corridor. He had to think about finding Amery, if the room could see that he needed to find his best friend maybe then it would appear for him. So slowly he walked down the hall trying to make it appear. And after several moments of walking finally a small wooden door that was not there moments ago appeared and he gave a smile and turned the knob and opened the door.
His eyes caught sight of Amery and he shrugged his bag back off his shoulder on the ground by the door. ”This room has got to know you by now, you are always up here,” he said with a small smile. He went and sat down next to his friend. ”Gabriella White still have you all hung up?” he asked the other male. Friends hated seeing friends upset and that was exactly what Dylan was doing. He liked enjoying his time that he spent with his friends. Everyone though goes through these moments in life. He just wished that it wasn't going through any of his friends any longer.
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Tagged: AMERY CATHAL CAMBELL
Notes: ^.^
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Jan 19, 2017 14:03:43 GMT 8
Post by AMERY CATHAL CAMBELL on Jan 19, 2017 14:03:43 GMT 8
 They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that
We are the leaders of the not-coming-back’s Amery was a creature of habit. There were only so many places Amery hung around in the castle without his friends. It was known among the lads that Amery was a sulker, at least when it came to his friendship...relationship or more so the lack there of, with Gabriella White. Maybe it was just recently that had been upsetting because it was becoming painfully obvious to so many his desire to be more than best friends with Brie yet Brie seemed to always be interested in everyone but himself. Top it off than his three best friends were graduating this year - like they all should have been. The room had set itself up as a lounge of sorts, a warm fire crackled in a soft chair filled room. He was seated in a beanbag with an acoustic guitar strumming along and singing to himself. It wasn't a shock to Amery when Dylan came in, no the room knew when he wanted to be left alone and honestly...alone wasn't where he cared to be. Dylan was just the friend he needed, or well at least one of them. A sad little smirk crossed his face before he looked away and continued to strum the guitar for a few notes longer, though he his song had finished before Dylan had entered. "Haven't the slightest what you are on about mate.....Brie and I are just friends....." Amery liked to claim ignorance when it came to uncomfortable matters, specifically Brie. Still he had that false air of confidence that he could throw in his tone all too easily. "Maybe....I just like this room a lot." Lies. His smile was of defeat, Dylan wouldn't believe him no matter how he tried to spin it - Dylan was too smart. "Ugh, honestly though, there's nothing to say about it - maybe we just let it be...I'm sure I'll get over this eventually..." It was half a statement and half a question, he'd been hung up on her for sometime now. It wasn't his average crush, it wasn't even a crush. Not that Amery knew how to express exactly what he felt but to him it felt far more serious, as if he wanted to try and actually make something of what they had. He never had been much good at words though, nor feelings. "She didn't send you looking for me, right?"No, Brie would have sought him out if she wanted to find him, but she rarely did this - at least in the way he wanted her to. "Actually, forget that, course she didn't....so, what brings you around than? Figured you would be busy with your studies - its the big year after all." It was hard to keep all the sadness out of his voice. It was not going to be easy watching the three lads who seemed like brothers leave for the real world with out him. There wasn't a worry that their friendships would be ending come end of school - but it would be a whole year before he had all the freedom they would have, a year before he could see them when he wanted, one more year of school. It had been his own fault thinking he could bring himself up from such horrible grads back in their third year, his pride being too much to ask for the help he had so desperately needed. Only this year was it really sinking in just what his failure meant. |
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Jan 22, 2017 20:13:46 GMT 8
Post by DYLAN CERI SAER on Jan 22, 2017 20:13:46 GMT 8
The room was always cozy when Amery was in here, but it was cozy when he needed a place to study as well. He loved the warm, crackle of the fire. The strumming of the guitar was always a pleasing sound to Dylan's ears. He came over and sat down across from his friend. ”Haven't the slightest what you are on about mate... Brie and I are just friends...” Dylan just raised his brows. Sure currently they were just friends, but that wasn't a mutual choice. Brie was just about the only person in the school that didn't know that Amery was pretty much head over heels for the girl. ”Maybe... I just like this room a lot.” Amery's defeated face made Dylan sigh slightly. ”Ugh, honestly though, there's nothing to say about it – maybe we just let it be... I'm sure I'll get over this eventually...”
”Mate... you're a Gryffindor, I think you just need to come out with it, come on, it'd be like asking me out, if I said no, which I would so don't ask me out, just like she may, but in the end we'd still be best mates,” he told him with a small slightly goofy smile. Of course he chose to explain it that way. ”I could just do it for you, you know.” Well no, he really couldn't but he had to offer just a bit right?
”She didn't send you looking for me, right?” ”Even if she had I wouldn't be telling her where you were,” he said before his friend told him to forget what he said. ”...So, what brings you around than? Figured you would be busy with your studies – it's the big year after all.” Dylan looked down. The four of them were like brothers, they were the best of friends, and at the end of this year three of them would be leaving school to join the wizarding world as actual adults, while Amery would still be here at Hogwarts for another year. It was always a bit of a touchy subject with any of them.
”Big year, yeah,” Dylan finally nodded, ”but if I studied the entire time, I'd be a bit mad, might have to check me into St. Mungo's.” A small smile came across his at the thought of him going mad from studying. ”No, I just needed a break,” he told him, ”it is kind of maddening constantly looking over books to make sure you pass a test that will guarantee you the job that you want when leaving here, it's a lot different than what the muggle world is like, where you get years on end to decide what you're going to do. Can I just fail this year and go through another one with you?” he ended up asking. Dylan had grown up until the age of nine in the muggle world, while he knew things about the muggle world, he had also been lucky to learn about the wizarding world two years before leaving for Hogwarts.
Failing his seventh year. He couldn't imagine having to repeat his N.E.W.T. year unless it was on accident. ”I still don't even know what I want to do with my life, maybe staying here for another year isn't such a bad idea,” he told him with a slight sigh. He ended up laying across the comfy chair that he had sat in and hung his head upside down over the opposite arm from where he'd placed his legs.
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Oct 6, 2017 11:06:44 GMT 8
Post by AMERY CATHAL CAMBELL on Oct 6, 2017 11:06:44 GMT 8
They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that
We are the leaders of the not-coming-back’s The gryffindor looked to Dylan. Okay maybe if he wanted to fool a friend he shouldn't pick the one that was likely the brightest of them all. He felt his gaze cast away as he the advice was given to him. Okay he had to smile a little - asking Brie would would be nothing like asking Dylan out. "Not even mate, I could ask you out any day of the week and it'd be nothing - no offence - it't like you go around telling me all the other lads you fancy anyways, you know the ones that clearly aren't me..."
Maybe he was a Gryffindor but honestly what guy had confidence when the girl he liked was right there gushing over any boy that crossed her eyes. "Good....because I don't want to see her right now..." Maybe he was actually trying to get over it - over her. What could he say, it was obvious he was failure in many ways. So much was going on and soon - soon he was not going to have any of his brothers around to help him sort through it.
It was always comforting when Dylan had similar struggles that Amery had - mainly that of the difference between muggle and magical. At first Amery just nodded, even if he had been held back a year it wasn't as if he felt any more confident in what he was to become - he failed after all. If anything he had to wonder if there were any magical jobs that would be suited for him, what if he only barely passed his N.E.W.T.s next year? "As happy as I would be to have you suffer another year here with me - can't say I recommend the whole failing route, not as fun as it is in muggle school." Not that Amery knew what that was like, but he'd come close enough back in the day as well.
"Who knows, maybe I'll just drop out and come live with one of you lads, play my guitar on street corners..." Of course he wouldn't do it - drop out. His pride could only handle so much staining after all. Nor would he try and live off his musical skill - everyone knew that was not a real job. "Still can't believe that it'll just be me soon...I mean a year isn't that long, so I'll survive - I might need to get actually get my own owl."
Yes he would have to write to them a lot, bribe them to come see him when the weekend allowed him to visit the village - or maybe he could go see them across the UK. "It's going to be so strange....I've know you all since the sorting ceremony, - sorry, its not just about me....You'd think I'd have my head around all this back when I failed though, now just now."
Fiddling with the guitar Amery was struggling to break away from the subject of graduation and failure. "You want a go, mate?" He offered the guitar to his friend, at least if he was going to be a downer he could at least let Dylan fiddle around with the instrument right? "You could become my personal tutor if you can't get a job - it'll pay about as much as my singing on the corner would get though." It was joke of course, he Dylan wouldn't need to become a personal tutor for a job, he was going to pass his tests with amazing results and have countless options for jobs in the magical world.
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