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The Language of the Flowers was a popular method to express feelings where words might be improper, but did you know other means of doing so? Some ladies used their parasols, as well as their fans, gloves, and hankies to flirt with a gentleman (or alternatively, tell them to shove it!). — Bree

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Iola Hitchens for Elladora Black. The Blacks' black sheep.
This boy, then. He wasn't new. Wasn't one of the worst people in the common room, those rotten rich boys - like Mr. Jailkeeper - who could not fathom a world beyond their own farts. Was a good working class lad, so he'd heard. Had a bit of a weird looking face, and a bit of a weird thing for preaching. Still.

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Alright, Alright, Calm Down
December 2nd, 1888 — Lake Shore

Henry had questions, mostly for the Black Lake. Why was it never frozen? It was always moving, it couldn't possibly be the mermaids that lived in there. Or the squid, the squids tentacles could sometimes be seen but he had doubts that it would be the sole reason for the lake never icing over. Was the lake attached to an ocean, or a sea? Then it would make sense for it to not freeze. Perhaps the river that led up to it was the reason for its lack of ice, but even then he had seen ice in rivers before.

Annoyed with this curiosity that remained upon his mind he would pick up large flat stones and skip them deftly across the surface of the water. Kicking up the stones along the shore that were not smooth and flat enough to skip. His lips were drawn tight and he seemed quite deep in thought.

He grumbled a little bit on occasion here and there before skipping another stone. Mermaids, squid, ocean, seas, rivers... What could possibly be the answer for this lake never freezing over? Temperatures certainly dropped low enough, it didn't even need to be ice that he could walk on. It just needed to be ice to quell his mind and annoyance! Was it magic that kept this black mirror of a lake from freezing over?

Unlikely, why would that ever be a priority of the school to make sure that the stupid lake didn't freeze? Henry would sigh watching hot air leave his lungs turn into plumes of what looked like smoke in the cold air. Then, he would skip yet another stone.

Archer Belby
The colder weather had driven many of the less outdoorsy types into the castle, making it start to seem claustrophobic and altogether too loud for his liking. While he wasn't one to typically set off on a walk just for the sake of doing so, Archer had found it was a much better alternative just so he could get even just a small amount of peace and quiet.

With a book tucked under one of his arms, the young Ravenclaw trudged his way about, seeking the solace of the Black Lake. He wasn't sure why, but the large body of water was calming. (And frightening, but he didn't intend to go for a swim.)

He never had the best sense of direction, so his "short cut" sent him tromping through a collection of trees. He spilled out right where Henry seemed to be hunting for some more rocks. With a startled expression, Archer backpedaled and quickly blurted out, "O-oh! S-sorry."

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Henry didn't really notice the boy approaching he was too busy staring at the lake and the shore of it trying to find some nice smooth rocks to skip. Then, out of nowhere came the boy. He jumped, startled when the other announced his presence in the form of a very stuttered apology.

"Huh?" Had the boy somehow offended the other, had he done something to warrant an apology? Henry wasn't sure, but he just stared at the other semi-smooth rock in between his fingers.

"Sorry? What for?" He gave the other a look over to find that he knew him from one or two of his classes. But the name was currently escaping him. They had been sorted together, yet somehow he had managed to have the other's name escape him.

"Tryin' to get away from the crowds too?" Henry would smile, trying to appear warm and inviting despite the other's obviously being startled by his presence. Perhaps he had not expected anyone to be here by the Black Lake? Henry wasn't sure, he just hoped to calm the other down.

Archer Belby
"F...For startling you," Archer murmured. He was always apologizing. It was almost a habit at this point as it was often the first thing that sprung from his mouth. Suddenly self-conscious, the boy began toying with his scarf. Perhaps, the lake hadn't been the best idea. Then again, he could walk along the shore and find somewhere else a bit more secluded. He was about to scurry away and do just that when the boy spoke again.

"Y-Yes," he stammered out. Although he recognized Henry from classes, Archer wasn't sure he had ever had a conversation with him aside from the odd moment in lessons.

With a deep breath, he decided to continue, trying to make a concerted effort to actually be somewhat social. "Its...it's very crowded in there. Everyone is already excited for the holiday. Are...are you skipping rocks?"

Okay, it was a good start.

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Henry waved his hand about dismissively of the other boy. "You didn't startle me, I didn't even really jump." If he had been startled Archer would have certainly known for Henry was very poor at hiding his emotions and feelings. Although society would often dictate to him that he as a boy had to suppress whatever he was feeling especially particularly negative emotions, or ones that made him appear weak Henry was just... Not good for it. He did his best, but more often than not he just ended up showing them anyway. Whether he would grow out of it or not, remained to be seen.

When the other boy asked about skipping rocks Henry looked out over to the lake.

"Mhmm! Wanna join? I hate how crowded it is in there, but skipping rocks... It's calm, and sometimes you get a glimpse of the squid with his tentacles!" Which of course, Henry saw no negatives to such a thing.

Archer Belby
Archer was visibly relieved he hadn't startled Henry and let his ever tense shoulders to somewhat relax. When the fellow first year offered for him to join, he smiled. "W...well, um, s-sure." He stammered out, not used to being invited to hang out with someone new.

"Have...have you seen the squid today?" He burst out, suddenly curious as he started to hunt about for any suitable skipping rocks.

All the while, he tried to recall the poor kid's name, but he wasn't about to ask. What if Henry knew his name? That would be incredibly embarrassing.

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Henry was going to act as if the other was not stuttering horribly and was not in fact nervous to be around him. He was just going to treat him normal, because maybe if he did the boy would eventually loosen up and actually act normal as one would expect. How was he going to get through life being this soft and timid? No, that wouldn't do. Henry would have to drag the confidence out of him!

"I have not!" He stated, reeling back to throw a rock. It gave several good bounces before sinking into the depths of the lake. He wondered if he had ever hit a mermaid or something by doing this activity. Although he wasn't particularly bothered as the pictures he had seen of mermaids were not particularly pretty. They were kind of ugly. The Scottish Selkies, quite nasty to look at.

"But the day is still young!" He would announce, quite determined to see the squid.. Although he had realized that he didn't quite remember the other boys name. They had shared classes, and he knew... Well he knew it was something with an A.. Or a B? Or both? Either way he decided to skip over the lack of knowledge and tap the other on the shoulder as he looked for a rock.

"Sorry, I'm Henry, by the way. Henry Thompsett. You can call me Henry though. I hate Mr. Thompsett, it makes me sound old."

Archer Belby

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