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xDavid Sinclair Averyxxxxx
xxxx <7th Year>
David sighed as Jean answered about his studies and the habit of learning new things before adding the comment about his OWL grades and then the topic of Jean's father. "The man is intelligent and composes himself well," David answered, "He earned my respect early on, I don't cause problems in classes that actually don't bore me and I have respect for the professor." He raised a brow as he took a sip of tea when Jean shrugged and added that he was told by 'someone' he was pretty much predictable.

"I assume that someone goes by Cathy?" David added, shaking his head. "And, I myself say it quite often about myself. I am predictable. It makes me boring, but it is better than being unstable. Predictability is seen in my family as a good trait." He went back to his tea not particularly interested in his comments about not interested in meddling with other's thinking and it was none of his business. "Good. At least you have that going for you."

That was when David got the glare from Jean as he was looking over his notes and said he drew that sounding offended. David picked back the notes and glanced at the drawings and he said, "Hmm?" He scowled for a moment at the drawings and then placed the notes back down, "Well if you spent as much effort on your actual notes as your sketches your review notes might be better. Visual arts are far from my specialty or interest, but I do care about studies, and I have the Alchemy text book fairly well memorized by this point so it is simple to see when someone's notes are lacking in content. Alchemy, I'm sure you know, has nothing to do with your random doodles."

David frowned, scowling, and then said, "Forget I said anything, then. It's not my problem if you don't accept help when it is offered. You aren't the best at taking advice either. Better than you could have been, though..." He added, "...you at least keep in mind what I said first year about keeping your head down. The same can't be said about some of my sister's other friends."

xDavid Sinclair Averyxxxxx
xxxx <7th Year>
David raised a brow as the topic turned to his sister, and Jean agreed it was Cathy who was saying he was predictable but then it was mentioned that Cathy also said he was over-protective. He narrowed his eyes at Jean and said, "And why do you care if I'm 'over-protective' or not? I hardly see how my relationship with my sister would personally affect you. Unless my over-protectiveness is getting in the way of some agenda you might have." He raised a brow and took a sip of his tea, not saying anything else on the matter and listened as Jean defended his studying habits and that he hadn't said no and was brushed off his help and criticism with a simple statement that he was okay with anything, "My studying style, unlike yours, though has proven to be quite effective. I may not have done quite as well as I would have liked on the OWLs, but they were hardly something to sneer at." He shrugged, "But you don't care, you said, right?" He shrugged, sipping his tea, and then taking a bite of his toast thinking the conversation mostly over when Jean demanded to know what he meant about the fact certain of Cathy's friends couldn't keep their head down.

"Cathy doesn't talk about her family much does she?" David answered. "There's good reason she doesn't-her friends... well she looks at merits on who she spends time with for very different reasons than say our grandparents might think she should chose the merits of whom she spends time with. That's what I mean by not keeping their head down properly."

xDavid Sinclair Averyxxxxx
xxxx <7th Year>
David actually smiled when Jean said he made it sound like Jean was up to no good and that he had some weird agenda. Still smiling he shook his head and then said before taking a long drink of his tea, "Agendas aren't always weird. Sometimes they are perfectly normal. Most of the time they aren't even bad. Doesn't mean you don't have an agenda. I'm not stupid... I'm well aware of what your agenda is... or more than likely is. But, I"m rarely wrong." He waited and didn't bother to say anything on studies and when the conversation turned about family and such and then his question about their grandparents David sighed and his eyes narrowed dangerously at Jean before he said with disgust, "I'd rather try to keep my appetite and not lose my breakfast. I don't want to discuss that lot anymore than I have to. You're smart enough to figure it out if you bothered."

He shook his head and said, "Keeping your head down is a good way to have a long, healthy life. In my book it is a good thing. It is cowardly by most accounts, perhaps, but it is a good thing. Or a good thing in my opinion. I know most people would actually disagree with me on it. My sister included. Our mother would have. Granted she didn't exactly have a long life." He stood and looked at his toast and said, "Anything else, since, now I have lost my appetite. I'm not Cathy, mind you, and I don't have her patience or naive optimism... though it isn't so much as being naive as just a very unusual personal quirk she picked up."

xDavid Sinclair Averyxxxxx
xxxx <7th Year>
"I don't need to guess your agenda if I really cared to investigate it thoroughly," David answered. "Granted, I don't care to, because I really don't care to know what goes on in your head. Honestly, I'm probably happiest not knowing... but your future plans and your plans to pass the OWLs, was not what I was referring to. Honestly, all that sounds great, and none of that would effect me one way or another." David paused and raised a brow at the redhead and said, "Well I suppose the dealing with 'jerks' might involve me. Weren't you just informing me on how wrong it was to abuse my power to look out for Cathy. Overprotective, was it you accused me of?" David smirked and shook his head, "You still never bothered to tell me why you care. Is my over-protectiveness getting in your way for something?"

David rolled his eyes and shook his head when the matter of keeping your head down came up. He narrowed his eyes at Jean as he said he wasn't as smart as his father and then went on to apologize for ruining his appetite but continued to challenge him. After a moment, still standing and staring at Jean, David settled to raise a brow, and sit back down picking up his cup of tea. After considering his words, David answered, "I just hope, for your sake, if you aren't as smart as your father, you at least have his knack for cursebreaking and related fields such as defense. After all, if you don't keep your head down you tend to attract unfavorable attention."

He picked up his cup of tea again and took a sip, "I am the least of your worries, if you don't keep your head down 'properly'. And you may be one of my lesser worries, but I doubt you aren't the least. How long have you been pining after my sister? Since first year, right? I don't see any other guy who has a passing interest in Cathy hanging around her half as much as you do." He shrugged and set down his cup of tea and said, "Of course, I could just be an unnecessarily paranoid older brother in this regards. It makes me sleep better at night to think I am, but feel free to correct me if I am wrong, Eugene."

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spaceElliott took a seat at his house table, unsurprised to see that thus far, not many had arrived. He always did have a tendency to be early to these things, after all. Well, it wasn't like he generally had anything better to do. Not at the end of the year, at least. Contrary to popular belief, he didn't spend all his time studying, thank you very much... Just most of it. He sighed faintly, wondering if Timothy would sit with him when he arrived, or if the other boy would elect to sit at the Slytherin table with Mira and Benjamin. Which, now that he thought about it, the logical thing to do would've been to sit there himself. There was a decent enough chance Timothy would, and Jesse was in Slytherin... But, he was a creature of habit, and this was his table. It'd look weird for him to move now. Anyway, Jesse might not want to sit at his own table. He didn't exactly like his housemates. The Ravenclaw had to admit, listening to the other boy complain at times did make him understand the recently graduated prefect couple a little better. He was pretty sure that he wouldn't try to kick Jesse out if the guy was smart enough to get into his Common Room and wanted to crash on a couch. He sighed faintly. Going home was going to be... interesting. Dealing with Kenneth and Verily planning for their wedding, plus putting up with whatever hell the American was going to give him and Jesse for being together. But, on the plus side, it'd be three months where he didn't have to constantly look over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't being stalked. Sir Cadogan had apparently decided they were best friends or something... It was driving him mental. He swore, if he heard the word 'wyvern' one more bloody time...


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spaceCharcoal flew into the Great Hall and found her target with a happy little hoot, zeroing in on the Ravenclaw table and his owner's cousin. She flapped her wings excitedly for a moment, then dropped a deceptively small package on the table before landing and sticking out her leg so he could retrieve the letter, looking ever so slightly pleased as she did so. She hadn't gotten to go on any deliveries lately, Gypsy didn't like using her. She wasn't quite sure why, but the girl always got sad whenever she had to send a letter with her. When Echo had been in the flat, she'd very insistently used his owl instead, which had hurt Charcoal's feelings ever so slightly. But, now Edgar was with Echo, and so Gypsy hadn't had a choice! The owl did miss Gypsy's mother, but had come to realize the woman wouldn't be coming back. That said, she wanted to do whatever she could to make it so that Gypsy liked her. So, she had to do very well on this delivery. Perhaps before returning home, she would catch the girl a mouse, as well.

Ｅｉｒａ was quite happy for the way her year had turned out. Her friend Alice had ended up joining her in Ravenclaw like she predicted, her other friends occasionally attended class with her (which she was just starting to understand was the norm with the Gryffindors) and she had even joined a club like her friends in an attempt to be more social. Granted it was a club where there wasn't much socialization rather just the simple clanging of fake swords. Fencing was a sport of willpower, determination and perseverance rather than just brawn and sheer dumb luck so it fell neatly into her range of things. The fact that it also coincided with the interest of a character in her new favorite book series meant nothing. Looking at the slowly growing Ravenclaw table she took her usual seat near the end just a seat away from Elliot just in case his mute friend decided to come and sit with him or perhaps his newest boyfriend and pulled out her book to read. The young preteen didn't know how to feel knowing that the boy she saw as an older brother was dating someone. Eira recognized that a part of her was somewhat jealous that someone gathered more attention from him than she did but she quickly rationalized that emotion away before it could grow. He was three years older than she was, had plenty of other friends besides her, and had been in a very forthcoming friendship with the boy in question and her before they started dating so it would stand to reason that he wasn't going to suddenly drop off the face of the Earth just because he could go and do whatever couples did in their spare time. She knew the basics of reproduction but she very much doubted that's what they were doing. It was a school for Merlin's sake!