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Post by Liander Hughes on Sept 29, 2012 14:50:20 GMT
 Liander was pretty sure he could follow what the girl was saying without having to hear a word of it. "Loads of people from other houses were invited in for those house parties just before Christmas. Most of it was innocent drinking, but yes, there were, and usually are, a few cases of people sneaking into dorms." He remembered walking past a room the night of the party and watching two people come out of a room. The fact that a shirt was hung on the outside of the door should've been enough of a sign that something was going on within. Personally, Liander had never been part of such a thing as sneaking into someone elses house or dorm to do...that, but then, things weren't quite that simple for him, were they?
"It's a bit of a Hufflepuff thing - sneaking in the kitchens. Other houses do it but not so much. It's easier for us though since we're so close." Most people would have to journey through the entire school to sneak into the kitchens if they were out after hours, and that only increased their chances of getting caught. But Hufflepuffs? It was easy! It was so easy that most people didn't even consider it to be a form of sneaking out after hours.
"Liander." He grinned. "Nice to meet you." He pretended to put on a serious face and held out a hand to her to shake. "Now... hot chocolate?"
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Post by daisy on Sept 29, 2012 16:07:26 GMT
Liander seemed to follow her train of thought. It was quite impressive seeing as usually she was pretty random, though she supposed that one must have been a pretty easy one to catch onto, it wasn't as if she was thinking about the other houses and then the founders of those houses and the era in which they lived and their cool clothes back then that were kind of around today but not exactly. Daisy wished things were a little more like back when the founders had founded Hogwarts but then again so much progress had been made, so many more wizarding families created, it was progress. Progress was good, it got you places. Kind of like muggle trains. They were cool in Daisy's opinion, the went on tracks and got you from point A to point B with nearly no fuss at all, the Hogwarts Express was a particularly delightful train ride to experience. Daisy looked at Liander.
"I usually go home for the holidays and I'm an early nighter or I'm out on the grounds. Do you like trains?" Daisy wondered what Liander's thoughts were on trains, admittedly this could have seemed like a bit of a strange question but Daisy wasn't afraid of looking strange. Besides, she could have jumped to trains a lot faster if she had just taken 'train of thought' literally, a train composed of thoughts. What a charming little idea that was.
"Gosh, I feel like I don't know anything about Hufflepuff traditions! I really should spend more time indoors but outside is just so beautiful and appealing!" She said happily. She loved being out doors and if she could, she would sleep out there every night, even on the nights like this. A couple of times she'd woken up out there because she'd fallen asleep after spending so much time in her own head, thinking of things. Her mind was a very busy and exhausting place. It was easy to get lost or exhausted.
"Hot chocolate, here we come!" She said, shaking his hand, a grin spread across her face. Daisy's cheeks were starting to take up their regular sort of shade as she dropped her hand from his and following his every move, ready to get somewhere warm and huddle up with a luscious mug of hot chocolate.
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Post by Liander Hughes on Sept 29, 2012 17:39:03 GMT
"I usually go home for the holidays and I'm an early nighter or I'm out on the grounds. Do you like trains?"
"It was...wait...what?" Liander closed his eyes and shook his head, willing his mind to catch up with what had just been said. Trains? Did she just ask him if he liked trains? What the heck did that have to do with...? No, no. It was okay. They could take trains, right? "Err... trains? I dunno. I've never been on one."
The conversation gradually steered to the awaiting hot chocolate. "Outside is fine, but inside is much warmer. You really do need to catch up on some Hufflepuff-y stuff though. The kitchens is the main one, so here goes."
As they reached the portrait of the fruit bowl Liander stopped and turned to look at it, remembering the last time he'd shown someone the way into the kitchen and how that had turned out. Grinning, he motioned towards the bowl. "Lead the way."
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Post by daisy on Sept 30, 2012 1:09:26 GMT
Daisy scoffed. "Of course you have, the Hogwarts Express counts as a train. Unless you live in Hogsmeade or closer to Hogwarts than you do to London in which case it's probably much easier to get to school from where you live rather than travelling all the way to London. But the Hogwarts express is a tradition! You really should try it at least once. On the way to school that is, and the way home. Two totally different atmosphere's but an equally great journey." Daisy smiled to herself, thinking about how much fun it was travelling to school and from school. It wasn't as great at the school holidays, the train was usually quite a bit quieter apart from at christmas time, but the atmosphere's were just a fun.
Daisy smiled. "Warmer isn't always better." she said quietly. It didn't matter to her what the temperature or weather was like because you could dress accordingly, though tonight she hadn't anticipated rain and as such was caught off guard when the bad weather had kicked in. Not that it mattered. A quick hot chocolate and then she'd be ready for a shower and bed.
Daisy stood before the bowl of fruit she recognised from walking past quite a few times in her life, was this really the way into the kitchen or was this guy trying to trick her for some reason? Maybe she was too odd for him, maybe he didn't like odd people. Still, Daisy walked closer to the painting and tried to pull it open to no avail. She took a step back and looked at it. "Is there some sort of trick to this?" she asked, throughly confused as to how to get into the school kitchens.
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Post by Liander Hughes on Sept 30, 2012 20:13:24 GMT
Liander shook his head. "I pretty much just walk along to the station and watch as the train comes in, then catch one of the carriages up from there." He'd never been allowed to go to Kings Cross to catch the train up to the school seeing as he could just look out of his bedroom window and see the castle clearly.
"Maybe I will in September if I pass my apparition test..." That way, he wouldn't need his parents to help him get to London in the first place, so he could pretty much just do what he wanted then, couldn't he?
Liander couldn't help but grin as he watched Daisy tugging at the edges of the portrait into the kitchens, and he concluded that she looked thoroughly confused. "Of course there's a nack to it, there always is." He nodded towards it. "I bet you can work it out on you own though." Most people would just start jabbing randomly at the painting trying to find a catch or something, and sometimes that was enough to make the pear giggle a little, and people quickly twigged on that the pear had something to do with it. It hadn't taken Scar long at all when he'd been here with her, but then, she'd just decided to fall into the painting, and it had been a case of pure dumb luck that had got her in at the time. "Give it a go."
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Post by daisy on Oct 1, 2012 12:47:04 GMT
Daisy thought it was pretty cool to live in Hogsmeade. She thought it was the best little village. It was the biggest wizarding settlement in the UK and that was part of the only reason she couldn't live here. She liked muggles, she thought they were cool and she liked knowing about how they worked. She wanted to live among them and be like them, she'd even write a book on it if she could. There was no way she could live without muggles around, they were just so charming and intriguing. Muggles and nature were her loves.
"Oh wow yeah! That's a good idea! Everyone should experience it at least once no matter where you live. There's a lady with a snack trolley so you can by lollies and pastries and stuff and it's amazing!" She sad excitedly, though of course it wasn't anything unheard of on that trolley, it was all the sorts of things you could get at the sweet shops in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade and all other magical sweet shops.
Daisy looked at the painting. She had no idea. She wasn't smart like a Ravenclaw, she was average so could she really work this out alone? "You've gotta give me a hint!" She said, running her hand over the edge of the frame, forgetting about the fact that she was soaking wet. This evening was turning out to be quite the magical one and she was making a new friend. A very good night for her indeed!
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Post by Liander Hughes on Oct 7, 2012 11:26:54 GMT
Liander couldn't help but laugh. Of all the things, the food trolley was the most important? He'd heard about it of course, and one of his room mates had decided to get a muggle style photo of himself with the trolley lady every year that he'd been coming to the school, so Liander knew what she looked like. "So...food is the highlight of the journey then?"
"You've gotta give me a hint!"
Grinning, Liander leaned against the opposite wall and shook his head. "I've pointed you to the right place already. You can figure it out, I know it." Some people worked it out faster than others, but he knew that she'd be able to if she tried. Hopefully it wouldn't take her too long though. He was still cold and really wanted that cup of hot chocolate soon. "Give it a go, and if you don't work it out in two minutes I'll give you a hint then."
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Post by daisy on Oct 7, 2012 13:07:32 GMT
Daisy nodded and grinned. "Of course! I love food, especially sweets! I'm not allowed too many though because I can get a little crazy on some of the preservatives in some of the foods but for the most part I looove the trolley and could eat nearly everything on it!" she said, looking from Liander to the picture in front of her. "Plus my grandma taught me how to cook and I suppose it's sort of a Hufflepuff thing too seeing as how all the recipes used for the school's food came from Helga Hufflepuff herself!" Daisy tried slipping her hand behind the back of the painting but to no avail. "I suppose I just love everything about food!" She said enthusiastically, forgetting completely that she was freezing and shivering.
Walking back and forth in front of the picture Daisy figured it had nothing to do with the frame, so what about a password? She'd heard the Ravenclaw's and Gryffindor's had a password. Sort of. Gryffindor's did, apparently Ravenclaw's had to work out a rhyme or something, Daisy would fail drastically at that.
Looking a little bit further past them Daisy could see the entrance to their own common room, or at least the barrels. How had she not realised before that this here was the entrance to the kitchens? Daisy seemed to think of herself as a little slow from time to time. Now was one of those moments.
"I have a feeling you're going to be sorely disappointed." She said with a sigh as she took a step back from the painting. "Open." She said, but nothing happened. "Open, please?" She asked but still nothing happened. "Apples. Pumpkin. Pumpkin Juice. Butterbeer." Daisy tried all sorts of words but clearly none of them were working so she tried another approach. Softly she placed the index finger of her right hand against the painting, at the edge of the fruit bowl. Ever so softly she traced the line of the bowl and nothing. The painting was too high up for her to be able to trace the whole thing so she took her finger away and looked at Liander over her shoulder. "C'mon! I deserve a hint now!"
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Post by Liander Hughes on Oct 15, 2012 18:44:10 GMT
Liander watched as Daisy examined the portrait in front of her, and he wondered how long it would take her to work it out. As she started naming random food related words, he leaned back against the wall with a grin. There were dozens of things food related that she could try, he just wondered whether she's keep going with the password idea or give up and try something else. He really hoped he didn't have to give her too many hints before she worked it out. It was so much fun to watch people work the kitchen entrance out for themselves.
She gave up on the passwords after all, and started running her fingers over the edge of the fruit bowl. So close... So damn close...
."C'mon! I deserve a hint now!"
Liander grinned. She was too close for him to just give the answer away now. He shook his head. "That was definitely only 1 minute and 30. You're getting warmer though. You're on the right lines." All she had to do was stop tracing the bowl, and start tracing the fruit, and the answer would be obvious.
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Post by daisy on Oct 22, 2012 0:00:42 GMT
No hint?! No fair! She'd put in a good effort! But really, Liander had sort of given her a hint, a good hint. She was on the right lines, that was good! That meant that maybe she'd get it soon! She just had to think about what it was she had been doing last. She'd tried the password, she'd tried the frame and she'd tried tracing the fruit bowl with her finger. Perhaps that was it, maybe she had to trace her finger over something, a piece of fruit maybe.
She started with the grapes and there was nothing, nothing happened other than leaving Daisy feeling like a bit of a moron but she carried on, tracing her finger to the pear and as soon as she touched it she pulled her finger away. Had? Had it? Had the pear moved? Daisy raised her hand and rubbed her finger up and down the pear. It moved a little and Daisy came to the conclusion that the pear definitely had something to do with it so slowly she rubbed her finger over it and then another until she was tickling it with three fingers. To her amazement the pear squirmed and giggled and turned into a green door knob. "I did it!" she grinned, turning around to look at Liander. Right? That's all?" She really hoped she didn't have to answer some kind of riddle. She wasn't good at riddles.
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Post by Liander Hughes on Oct 23, 2012 21:32:50 GMT
She obviously took what he'd said seriously, because no sooner had he said it did he start tracing the lines of the fruit in the bowl. She was definitely getting closer now.
As she neared the pear, Liander watched carefully for her reaction, hoping that she's catch it just right to make it work. Judging from her reaction, she had. With just a little more tickling, the pear giggled and the door he'd been waiting for appeared.
"I did it!"
Liander grinned, Daisy's excitement becoming slightly contagious. "Yup, and you didn't even need hints." He pushed away from the wall and towards the door, gesturing for her to go through first before he followed her in. "I think it's safe to say you are now a proper Hufflepuff. So.... hot chocolate?"
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