〈 RAVENCLAW COMMON ROOM 〉

@( r ) yoongi "Okay...if you're sure." Smiling somewhat sympathetically and still unsure of Yoongi's response, not totally convinced, Tao hesitated upon trying to cover the other. "Oh- sorry.." Feeling guilty instantly and wondering if he'd done something wrong, invaded personal space or just bothered him, the male took his sweater back hesitantly, nodding and apologising again. Maybe he felt ill? But surely he would go upstairs to the dorms to rest. "Yoong~" He paused, waiting for the other's attention to return and rubbing the back of his head in thought. He wanted to suggest something, help him feel better with whatever it was that was obviously bothering him. "Do you wanna maybe go do something? This book is boring me anyway..." Glancing warily, Tao hoped he wasn't just annoying the boy further. "Maybe take a walk...or go sit by the lake. I don't know, what do you fancy doing?" Now that he'd suggested it, he hoped that the younger would agree, feeling slightly claustrophobic all of a sudden and wanting some fresh air. He'd been fairly stressed after their homework load for the weekend and thought it would be nice if a friend could join him out.
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@( r ) zitao "I'm really o...kay..." Yoongi's voice faded out the moment Zitao rested the back of his hand on his forehead. He avoided the other's eyes immediately. There was no way he could be blush even more so he just felt like exploding and dying. All he wanted to do at the moment was to throw himself off the cliff, or at least to the Whomping Willow. And he regretted even more to say about the cold because the reaction he got from the other boy. Zitao put his sweater on Yoongi's lap and the latter just froze. The smaller boy could even only think about how the sweater was Zitao's, that Zitao had been wearing it all day, that it has Zitao's scent, and that he thought it was probably like indirect hug from Zit-- 'No, okay, stop,' Yoongi told himself. Why would he even think like that? The voice in his mind sounded so much like those giggly girls in school that would squeal everytime a kingka passed by. He didn't have a cruse on Zitao, did he? No, of course not. Because he's straight. He even sure he has a crush and the person was female. Yoongi has to shoo away those wild thoughts before it gets worse. For a while, he just stared at Zitao's sweater before he gathered back himself and gave it back to Zitao. "N-no, no, Zitao, thanks. You can keep this," he said, shaking his head and flashed a small smile to the other. He tried so hard to send his nicest smile despite the fact that he just realized how close he was with Zitao and how Zitao looked so good close up and all he wanted to do was to squeal. "I'm okay," he added, still smiling, then tried back to read his book, only hoping the other will just drop the issue casually.

@( r ) yoongi Uncomfortable. Definitely uncomfortable. He may have lacked into the social department but Tao could safely conclude that Yoongi didn't feel quite right. His skin seemed to have changed colour, particularly at the cheeks and down his neck, so the elder thought that maybe he was too hot, blinking worriedly at the stutter that replied. "Are you sure...you don't look okay..." Putting his book down and leaning forward to press the back of his palm against his forehead, checking for a temperature change, Tao tilted his head slightly, pulling back and smiling when the other did. "Oh- You're cold? Here." Shuffling forward to the edge of his seat and reaching behind, he grabbed his sweater that he'd been leaning against and lay it across Yoongi's lap, smiling again and glancing up at him for approval. "Better?" Honestly, the book he'd picked wasn't turning out to be all that interested like he'd hoped, so fussing over Yoongi was one way of occupying himself without over-thinking another choice of genre and author whilst simultaneously weirding the other ravenclaws out by wandering around aimlessly.

@( r ) zitao Something weird was moving in his stomach the moment Zitao sit back next to him and Yoongi just had to try so hard to not smile insanely wide. He always felt this this weird thing inside his stomach everytime the taller boy was around and he had no idea why. He tried to focus his gaze to the book as Zitao asked him if he's alright. He thought he was fine, but his face probably said otherwise. Yoongi could even felt how warmth crawling from his neck to his cheeks and he bet everyone could tell that he was flushing red now. The boy even had a time when be thought about what magic could possibly Zitao use on him to make him blushing even more everytime they talked. "I-I-I'm okay," he answered, unintentionally stuttered when he speaks. 'Damn, why was he even stuttering?' Yoongi nervously thought to himself. To distract the other boy's attention from the awkwardness he possibly brought -- and of course to make an excuse about his blushing face -- Yoongi rubbed his hands together, leaving the book opened on his lap and blowing warm air onto his hands as he puffed out his cheeks, "It's just... It's a bit cold, isn't it?" he asked Zitao, slightly tilting his head to look at him and gave an awkward grin at the other.

@( r ) yoongi About to turn hurriedly and stopped by the unexpected grip on his wrist, Tao blinked at the boy still sat in his chair but lurched forward in his bid to grab him, his eyes widening in surprise. Startled, albeit confused at the mixed signals, Tao nodded slightly, uneasily, still hesitating even after the warmth from Yoongi's palm had left his skin. "Are you sure?" He looked intently at the boy, in search of any betraying emotions in his eyes that told him that he'd rather be alone and oddly, finding none. It seemed that maybe he really did appreciate the company. He must've just misunderstood earlier. "Oh..I'm sorry. I thought you were hinting for me to go..." Smiling, embarrassed at his hasty retreat, Tao shuffled back into the chair, laying his sweater out so that it cushioned him when he sat, bringing his knees up to his chest and opening the book back up again whilst stealing furtive glances at Yoongi. He looked a little uncomfortable, but the fifth year couldn't figure out why, and concluded that it was best not to question it in case he upset him. Instead, he settled for a middle ground, simply asking quietly, "Are you alright?"

@( r ) zitao The response he got from the other successfully made Yoongi panics. He obviously didn't have any intention to make Zitao leaves. He turned his head so fast, to the point that he felt his neck was actually cracking, when the latter answered while looking at him worriedly. "No, no, I didn't mean it like that!" Yoongi chirped. He shook his head multiple times. He /really/ didn't mean anything by that question, he was just asking and he thought it would be just a casual question. But probably not really casual for Zitao and Yoongi immediately cursed himself about why was he very bad at socializing. "You're not bothering me at all," Yoongi continued. But he didn't have any chance to explain more because the other had gathered his stuffs and stood up, probably would be leaving in any second. So, Yoongi, without thinking anything much about it, reached out his hand and grabbed the other's wrist, asking him to not leave. "No, no, please stay, I don't want you to leave," he said with a pleading look in his eyes. When he realized his hand was still holding Zitao's wrist, and thinking that the latter may be bothered by his action, Yoongi pulled back his hand and averted his gaze back to the book, pretending to read it. "I...I like your company," he said quietly as he turned the page he hadn't read at all. In which he regretted at the next second for saying such words, because he was blushing slightly right after that and he didn't even know why.

@( r ) yoongi The fact that he earned a reply with ease and had yet to somehow make of a fool of himself made the male buzz excitedly with an accomplished smile and the slight tug of teeth on his bottom lip. Usually he was ignored or couldn't even summon the will to make an effort, so this at least was something. He settled comfortably into the chair and hummed softly under his breath, flicking through the first few meaningless blank sheets of paper to find the start of the novel. Looking up again worriedly from the page and tilting his head slightly out of nerves, Tao blinked rapidly. Well that was one way to catch him off guard. He'd only just been getting into the introduction before he was being asked to leave again. "Do you want me to?" Probably that he'd sat far too close for Yoongi's liking, invaded his personal space, assumed that they were acquainted enough to act as friends. If sitting next to someone and reading in silence could be classed as such. "I'm sorry...was I bothering you? I'll leave." Speaking hurriedly and trying to save face whilst he gathered up the book and his sweater that he'd casually shaken off for comfort, Tao stood and brushed himself off, smiling and bowing apologetically at the dark haired boy opposite. "Sorry again."

@( r ) zitao After closing the last book from five books Herbology related he has been reading for the last couple of hours, Yoongi stretched out his arms and legs while sitting on an armchair in the corner of common room. He felt so stiff and tired, because no matter how much he liked to study and he has to prepare for his O.W.L test that will come this year, Herbology was still his weakness. And despite how much he had been reading the last two hours, he probably still couldn't plant Screechsnap properly without making them squeak and squirm. While still thinking about why does Herbology hate him so much -- or probably /he/ was the one who hates it with passion -- Yoongi looked around the common room to at least find something interesting for a while. There were nothing extraordinary that could catch his eyes until he spotted one person waved and smiled at him. Yoongi almost frozed at the moment, but he immediately tried to calm and control himself.

"Oh, hey Zitao," he murmured a reply to the other, obviously didn't really care if the other would hear him or not. Yoongi felt like squeaking like a Screechsnap as he realized Zitao was making his way towards his direction while rubbing his eyes. As he was trying to hard not to think about how cute his classmate was when he was a bit sleepy looking, Yoongi abruptly back to open up one of the Herbology book he's been reading to any page he could find before the other reaching the seat next to him. He returned back the smile Zitao gave him with a small smile before he pretended to read his book again. As he read the same line on the book over and over again, Yoongi glanced secretly at the boy who already sat beside him, asking with a seemingly calm voice, "Why aren't you go back to your room yet?"

Having finished the last of his assignments and since resorted to quietly experimenting with the patronus charm, little blue wisps flickering at the end of his wand, Tao covered his mouth with the back of his palm to stifle a yawn. He checked his wrist to discover he'd been up there for over an hour, blinking startled and heading downstairs to the common room, rubbing his eyes. Glancing around at the various shelves fully stacked with books and wondering silently to himself what sort of genre he was in the mood to read, the male caught sight of a familiar head of hair settled into an armchair. "Oh- Yoongi." Acknowledging him with a smile, Tao waved, rubbing his eyes and stretching out on his way to the bookshelves. He grabbed a copy of Charles Dickens, evidently in the mood for an excessive use of description whilst simultaneously leaning back into the chair beside the boy, flashing another quick smile his way before opening to the first page.

@( r ) minah Bomi chuckled.Almost everyone that 'dared' to talk to her - she's stoic and un-social tho - are smart,pretty and got perfect in and out.Unlike her,she wasn't that pretty nor smart.Just playing sports are her only asset to gain success in the outer world.The reality.

She chuckled and wanted to tease the girl in front of her,"You watch Quiiditch for the game itself or for cute and athletic boys,hmm?" She winked playfully at her,waiting for the younger's reaction and response.

@( r ) bomi Minah smiled at the girl's remark. "Mmhm," she nodded, "I like watching a bit." Although Minah had nothing against the sport, she only enjoyed attending the matches as a part of the audience. Flying was simply not her strong point. During Minah's first year, she had received one of her worst grades in her Flying class, signaling that she definitely had no future in Quidditch. "I'll be sure to go to a match sometime." she grinned. It certainly felt good making new friends and getting to know her own house better.

@( r ) minah Bomi really wanted to laugh at the younger's remark,hearing she emphasized the last word.Yeah,they're are crazy.100% mentally ill."Hogwarts aren't for them...they should deserve to live in an asylum isolated from everyone."The end of her lips twitched up,she was enjoying a bit with her chit-chat buddy.

She shook her head both in amazement and denial, "I'm not that good to be honest.k just...enjoy flying."This girl..she's really good with almost anyone,bomi thought,"Ah...you loves to watch it,too..eh?"

@( r ) bomi The fourth year glanced at the older girl's band-aid. It looked like she must have taken a tough fall off her broomstick. Minah winced at the thought of the accident. Though she had the brains, Minah definitely lacked in terms of strength and athleticism. "Ouch... Those girls should really be kicked out, they're crazy." she said, emphasizing the last word. Minah truly grew angry thinking about the 'Divas', or better put, the bullies. Bomi could of have been seriously hurt, as if her injury wasn't bad enough, yet they probably received little or zero punishments. "But it's cool that you play Quidditch." Minah began, trying to steer away from the negative conversation. "I'm definitely not fit for Quidditch, but I'll be sure to watch from time to time!"

@( r ) minah Hearing the remarks from the younger's mouth made Bomi a bit more spirited.How about a nice..She chuckled.She's quite a daredevil,aren't she?

"Yeah,I do.But sometimes..they had the guts to hurt my owl or try to cast a spell on my.."Her fist curled into a fist.She really wanted to punch them at their faces."Broom,Moontrimmer..and that's why I got this."She gritted her teeth and motioned to her bandaged arm.

@( r ) bomi Scoffing slightly at those girls' shallow attitudes, Minah replied, "Eyy, that's absolutely ridiculous!" Remembering back to her first year here at Hogwarts, Minah was reminded of a group of girls, similar to the divas Bomi referred to. They teased and taunted her endlessly about her small single eyelids, when in reality, they were jealous of her fantastic grades and growing popularity. "I hope you're ignoring them." Minah began, "Those Divas can really, REALLY get on your nerves."

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@( r ) minah Bomi chuckled,this girl knew her limits and a good and polite girl.Unlike the others,who was rude at her just because she was a half-blood.She slightly pouted -after years,she's kinda boyish anyway - and shake her head."Of course I don't care..but some divas willingly cared about it."She smiled."They questioned me why I always with the boys - which was they suppose to flirt - instead of girls."

@( r ) bomi Suddenly feeling guilty about bringing up the topic, Minah felt as though Bomi was somewhat lonely during her years at Hogwarts. It must have been difficult without two loving parents by your side. Choosing the safer option, Minah decided to stray away from the topic of her parents. "Who cares if you're not into girlish stuff? You can like whatever you want." She said a matter-of-factly with a hint of cuteness in her voice, then asking "Are you on the Quidditch team?"

@( r ) minah Parents.The word sunk deep into her heart.Bomi felt a pang of jealousy slapped her face.She managed to hide it but her head won't follow her orders to stop thinking about it,"Parents..you should be grateful though with their nags.Coz sometimes it's better nags than never had it all." She chuckled,"Anyway,I understand it. My caretaker used to nag at me all the time coz I'm not into girlish stuff.I think you're good at that stuff,not like me."

@( r ) bomi "Popular?" Minah pondered about the question for a moment. Sure, Minah was well known throughout the teachers as an outstanding student but she had never thought of herself as popular. Thinking about it, Minah does have a good collection of friends, though not enough to be deemed popular. "Eh, not really." she responded modestly with a shy smile. "I'm just always caught up with studies and stuff...you know, parents and their nagging." she chuckled softly, "Even when I'm away from them, they still find a way to keep up with my grades."

@( r ) minah Bomi slightly nodded.She thought that Minah is a cute and a hyper girl..just like she used to be.A good atmosphere maker."Yeah.The name's Bomi.Yoon Bomi.Fifth year." She didn't know why but she liked to introduce herself like the others did to her.Not a copycat but that's somewhat feel..fun."I guess you're quite popular,Minah."

@( r ) bomi Minah watched as Bomi hesitated ever so slightly in her response. She felt her lips tug into a wider grin at the older girl's smile. Although it appeared somewhat forced, Minah knew that a whole-hearted smile could brighten anyone's day. Her book was forgotten on her lap as she gave her attention to Bomi. "Yup, I'm Minah. Bang Minah. Fourth year." She replied cheerfully, holding up the correct number of fingers. "And you're Bomi?"

@( r ) minah Bomi hated meeting new people.No,not the new people.Just the 'meeting'.She just don't know how to talk or what to talk with new people unless she knew what their main interest.Feeling a stare from someone who sat besideher,she blinked as she heard a question from the person.The person had curly fringes.Her face were written 'curiosity' all over it.She's kinda cute though."They're just good in acting,I guess.I'm no problemYou're Minah,right?"She reluctantly smiled but somehow she felt her smile was warm,that time.

@( r ) bomi Minah flicked her eyes up when she felt the weight on the sofa shift slightly. Taking a seat next to her was Yoon Bomi. Minah had heard of the fifth year girl, but had never gotten to know more than her name and year. She had round eyes and definitely an adorable face. Minah peered slightly at the older girl. She appeared to be annoyed. The atmosphere felt slightly awkward for her, as she didn't know Bomi very well. Biting her lip, she decided to try and talk to her. Minah always enjoyed meeting new people. "Is something wrong?" she asked with a tight but inviting smile.

@( r ) minah Bomi groaned as her not-so-close friends bombarded her with hundreds of questions at one of a time.She just injured her left arm during her flying practice and that seems to arouse some not-important-attentions from the students of Ravenclaw who even didn't bother to greet her nor to talk with her when she first came to Hogwart.'Oh,so now they'll be a good caring friend when a stranger broker her arms?'She dully thought as she took a seat at the sofa.

@( r ) bomi By the time Minah had whipped through her History of Magic homework, the sky had already been dyed brilliant colours of purple and red. In arm, she carried three muggle books as she stepped down the stairs into the Ravenclaw common room. After small talking with a few members of her house, she settled down on a comfy sofa and picked up the first book in her pile, 'Pride and Prejudice.' In her free time, which was usually plentiful, Minah enjoyed sitting down with a good book. However, today, the fourth-year Ravenclaw couldn't focus on her novel. She lifted her head, it seemed like more students had gathered in the common room.

@( r ) jongwoon The voice made her sunk in her sofa.She did expect that the elder boy would be the one who started the conversation but yeah.She did know everyone in her house but not him.Well,not his real self.She did know that he's Jongwoon and the Ravenclaw's prefect.Strict and handsome,always included in any of the girls' conversations except her.Bomi didn't care for gossips as a-matter-of-fact.Her fingers trembled as she spoke, "Y-yeah.But it's not too cold.Just the room are a b-bit...airy."

@( r ) bomi The elder boy looked up at Bomi entered, tilting his head. He knew the girl; After all he knew everybody in his house. Though, he had never actually introduced himself to her. He looked down and continued to read for a bit, before eventually standing up and walking over to sit on the sofa across from her.
"Cold, isn't it?" He said casually, offering a route to easy conversation should she wish to take it.

@( r ) jongwoon Bomi inhaled and exhaled the air quite a few times.She was extremely nervous when it comes to meeting new people.She didn't know why but she hated meeting new people.No,don't get the wrong idea.She just hated the 'meeting' that would totally awkward and embarrassing as she usually stuttered and didn't know what to say.Not the new peoples,though.

She entered the common room and bit her lips.She scanned the room and caught someone was reading by the window.So instead of greeting the person,she silently searched for a charm book and settled down by the sofa that allowed her to see an excellent view of the lake and the forbidden forest.

Jongwoon entered the commons with his head up, confident in the face of his friends and classmates. He sat down by the window with his books, starting to trail his index finger along the pages. He didn't particularly need to study, but the habit after six previous years at the school led him to believe he did. It was quiet now; Not many people ventured around at this time of day, which made it a perfect time to achieve some peace and quiet. He prayed it might last just slightly longer, but half of him also hoped he would get some friendly company to pass the time.