03-22-2017, 12:16 AM
A typical day of the Sweetie life. At the moment, the girl was sitting next her 'pet' firstie, ranting on about the fact that her green dresses from her brother were in no way her style, both before and after the hair change. The only difference now was, it didn't match her hair at all!! At least her normal golden attire still matched, and now was even better, making her love her new hair more. Maybe she was actually truly destined to be a blonde?
She had grown very fond of this little firstie, and the whole thing just gave her more of an excuse to avoid her siblings and cousins, and was glad to do so. Thoughts of her youngest sister drifted farther from her mind. She enjoyed the time she spent with this girl.
Every now and then, she would spot a couple of housemates giggling and whispering as they looked at her firstie. She would stop her talking completely and full on glare at them, a dangerous, terrifying, warning in her eyes. It had become a habit of hers, as she protected her young, and kind, friend. They would shut up at once at the sight of murder in her eyes. After all, who would dare face the wrath of Sweetie? She had grown protective of her firstie, not letting anyone treat her poorly.
Then, she would go back to chatting normally, as though nothing at all happened. After all, when she actually cared about someone, she was quite pleasant to be around. She just hated almost everyone. Was that so bad? The only time when it was worse, was when she was truly angry at someone. Then, that was when someone should truly be afraid, at least, they would be if they were smart.
Constance hadn't really adapted fully to having a protector. It was the strangest thing. She was used to her parents, to her nanny, being her protectors. But a relative stranger? She picked at her food - she hadn't really eaten a full meal here in the Great Hall since the beginning of October, if she did come to the Hall at all. When she had, it was exceptionally early, and she would grab a biscuit or something else easily carried and run back off to prepare fully for the day.
She spoke very quietly, still, as if uncertain whether or not she'd be better off or worse. But now and again there was a genuine little smile at something Sweetie said.
"What's it like?" she asked quietly. "Growing up with it?"
Connie is extremely
short in comparison to literally every yearmate
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Last night, Darling and Honey had thought out a brilliant idea for the next Hogmeade trip. The two planned to gather all of their siblings and dine at The Three Broomsticks. The younger hufflepuff had rarely seen her older siblings except for Darling who she frequently asked for help if Knight wasn’t available. Handsome, being the responsible eldest, tried to check up on all of them when he had time along with Cupcake. And Sweetie… Well she stopped talking to her after being sorted in Hufflepuff.
The two sisters split up the work and Hun Bun was in-charge of informing Knight and Sweetie. During breakfast she searched the snake’s table for her sister but she couldn’t seem to find her. Luckily, Miss Lynch –the younger and slytherin one- had told her where. At first she was confused, that wasn’t her sister. But she followed her anyway, Miss Lynch didn't looked like she was joking when she told her that was Sweetie.
As she walked closer to where her sister’s roommate pointed, she gasped. Those facial features…that was definitely Sweetie! With Blonde hair!? “Hello, Sister--” The brunette greeted with a puzzled expression. Why was she blonde? She might be a forgetful girl but she surely wouldn’t forget that she only had one sister with golden locks. She sat down on the empty seat in front of them. "Miss Huntingtower, I hope you don't mind if I join in." Before she had approached them the two of them where talking and that oddly did not settle well with her.
Sweetie was shocked by the firsties question. Then she remembered, this was a girl with no magical parents. She really didn't know. Still, Sweetie shrugged, as though bored. "Not too interesting, really. We're not aloud to use magic outside of school anyway." She said, a light and lazy tone to her voice. But, she did perk up when a thought came to mind. "However, I've been told that my first sign of magic was turning all off my sibling's hair their least favorite color, and that was hilarious." She said happily. Her sentence had ended right before her sister had said anything, and she hadn't noticed her sister until the Hufflepuff had spoken.
When her sister did speak, however, she frowned in annoyance, and looked at her. "What do you want, badger?" She said, and as she said the word badger, it was with pure distaste and venom laced in her voice. It was true, Sweetie hadn't spoken to her traitor of a sister since Honey had abandoned her. Honestly, she was avoiding her. It could be understandable, right? After all, they had been so close to greatness, when it had all fallen apart. Along with that, she had a new 'sister' to interact with, and to give her full attention to. One that was not a house traitor.