MsParvatiP:  Nat!  You weren't in bed this morning! 
Broodygryffindor:  ::blinks, glancing up from the book which she'd actually been reading before 
Parvati's rather, eh. dramatic entrance:: Uh.. hm? 
MsParvatiP:  ::peering through her curtains ('Vati draws the curtains when she's on the 
computer):: You weren't in bed this morning. 
MsParvatiP:  I woke up around 5 to get you up, but you weren't in bed! 
Broodygryffindor:  ::sighs and checks the page she's at before putting the book down:: I was 
already up, is all. Went for a walk. ::smirks a little:: 
MsParvatiP:  You?  The insomniac? 
Broodygryffindor:  ... yes. 
MsParvatiP:  ... ::quirks an eyebrow:: 
Broodygryffindor:  ::frowns at Parvati's look:: *What*? 
MsParvatiP:  Nothing.  Just can't figure out why you would want to get up early. 
MsParvatiP:  And I didn't hear your teeth going last night either. 
Broodygryffindor:  I couldn't sleep. So I went out. 
MsParvatiP:  And Filch didn't catch you? 
Broodygryffindor:  ::shifts uncomfortably in her seat. she picks up her book and pretends to read, 
because this conversation is obviously just very unimportant and silly. obviously:: Of course not. 
MsParvatiP:  Nat.  You're not going to shut me out, are you?  After all, Lavender and Hermione 
abandoned us ::mock sob, biting the curtains:: 
Broodygryffindor:  ::detects something in Parvati's over dramatic sob that makes her look up, 
rolling her eyes and sighing:: Merlin. I'm not *abandoning* you... ::blinks slowly and raises her 
eyebrows:: And what are you doing to those curtains? 
MsParvatiP:  Nothing. ::hops out, letting in an owl and taking the poster from its talons:: Don't 
mind if I hang up a poster, do you? 
Broodygryffindor:  ::looks back down at the book. seeing as she's finding concentration difficult 
at the moment, she's not actually reading again yet, but it honestly does look better to 
occasionaly glance at the open book in one's hands:: I suppose not. ::distracted, squinting down 
the page and trying to find her place again:: What sort of poster? 
MsParvatiP:  Puddlemere United.  Coach Wood sent it to me. 
MsParvatiP:  After all, Lavender has all of those band posters up.  A little Quidditch never hurt, 
right? 
Broodygryffindor:  ::shrugs, still not looking up:: No. Don't mind. 
MsParvatiP:  Great. ::uses her wand to do a few sticking charms:: 
MsParvatiP:  ...Are you sure there's nothing you want to talk about? 
Broodygryffindor:  ::has a sudden thought and actually does look up from her book this time:: How 
do you think things went today? I mean, would you say that, primarily, we did alright? 
MsParvatiP:  Well.. we were all tired.. and I'm working on my passing... 
Broodygryffindor:  ::nods a few times:: I think that, perhaps, I might like to find someone who 
knows a bit more about what they're doing than myself. To, you know, practice and such. ::smirks 
and looks back down at her book:: Don't imagine such a person should be too difficult to find.. 
MsParvatiP:  Right..  Well, Susan's a Beater. 
MsParvatiP:  but.. I don't imagine she'd be much in the mood. 
Broodygryffindor:  ::snorts, doing that thing again where she pretends to be much too interested 
in her reading to look up:: Susan also called me the Evil One. I don't fancy her taking time off 
to help me. 
MsParvatiP:  That's true. 
Broodygryffindor:  ... I suppose she told you. ::says it as a question disguised as a statement:: 
MsParvatiP:  Hm? 
Broodygryffindor:  Oh. 
MsParvatiP:  What? 
Broodygryffindor:  She and I had a bit of a fight. 
MsParvatiP:  No, I didn't hear that. 
Broodygryffindor:  Thought she might've told you. ::smirks, a little meanly:: She told Megan. 
MsParvatiP:  No, I haven't heard anything about anything, just what I've read. 
Broodygryffindor:  ::nods, making a half-hearted attempt at appearing horribly disinterested:: 
Right. Not important anyway. ::squints down at the book. she's been on the same page since Parvati 
first started talking:: 
MsParvatiP:  Well, I kind of like to be informed with what's going on with my friends. ::promptly 
sits on Natalie's bed:: 
Broodygryffindor:  ::glances up, one eyebrow raised:: She was being nosey and become awfully upset 
when I told her as much. 
MsParvatiP:  Oh. 
MsParvatiP:  ..That's a hint, then, isn't it? 
Broodygryffindor:  ::shrugs:: Not entirely. It's also what happened. 
MsParvatiP:  What's happening?  I thought the Ladies' Quidditch Society was above all this petty 
stuff.  But I guess not, right? 
Broodygryffindor:  ::clears her throat and rolls her shoulders back, sitting a little straighter, 
looking 'Vati directly in the eye:: What petty stuff, exactly? 
MsParvatiP:  All the weepy drama stuff that's going on with everyone else.  But.. ::shrugs a 
little:: 
MsParvatiP:  Maybe I'm just naive or ignorant or something like that. 
Broodygryffindor:  ::deadpans:: Do I *look* like I'm weeping? 
MsParvatiP:  Nope. 
Broodygryffindor:  ... then I don't really see what it is you're getting at. 
MsParvatiP:  That makes two of us, then. ::sheepish grin:: 
Broodygryffindor:  ::grins back:: Well, that's reassuring. Thought I might've gone daft. 
MsParvatiP:  I know I have. 
Broodygryffindor:  ::snorts:: And that's *less* reassuring. 
MsParvatiP:  ::giggles:: 
Broodygryffindor:  ... Look, will you believe me if I say that everything's alright? 
MsParvatiP:  Yes.  Are you enjoying the sentence you've been reading over and over again? 
Broodygryffindor:  Not nearly as much as I did the first time I read it. 
MsParvatiP:  I'll leave you to your reading, then. ::getting up:: But you know that I've always 
got an ear open if you need it. 
Broodygryffindor:  ::half-smiles:: Well. Thanks for that. 
MsParvatiP:  Any time.  It's my job. ::stretches her arms out::  By the way, can you think of some 
good alibis for why I might be missing on Thursday afternoon and Saturday? 
Broodygryffindor:  ... no. Not really. ::smirks a little:: Where will you be *really*? 
MsParvatiP:  Thursday, Diagon Alley.  Getting my broom, y'know?  And Saturday, I'm going to the 
Puddlemere game. 
MsParvatiP:  ::beams:: Gryff Keepers stick together, you know? 
Broodygryffindor:  Say you got lost? 
MsParvatiP:  I'm a sixth year! 
Broodygryffindor:  ... say you ran in circles until you were very dizzy and *then* got lost? 
MsParvatiP:  Why would I do that?  It's more likely to say I fell into the lake. 
MsParvatiP:  But then that'd start a search party.  And it'd be odd if they're searching for my 
body and I return with a broom. 
Broodygryffindor:  Maybe the broom saved you. ::is pulling at straws here:: 
MsParvatiP:  Oh, bugger.  Just say I'm in the library or something. 
MsParvatiP:  But no one'll notice, probably. 
Broodygryffindor:  So, should I tell them that only if they notice? 
MsParvatiP:  Yes. 
Broodygryffindor:  ... right. And if they don't notice? You're in class, but you're amazingly 
quiet? 
MsParvatiP:  For once. 
MsParvatiP:  I won't skip class, I'll just go during off time. 
Broodygryffindor:  Oh. Then what's the worry? ::drawls:: Only people that'd bother to look for you 
are the professors, I'm sure. 
MsParvatiP:  Thanks. 
Broodygryffindor:  You're quite welcome. 
Broodygryffindor:  ::goes back to her book. yet again:: 
MsParvatiP:  ::gets up and goes back to her own bed, drawing the curtains::