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Shiloh Paige

In Slytherin, success is the only option.

 

Shiloh had been following behind the first years on their tour around the school, she remembered her first year, she had gotten purposefully lost and ended up in the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tour groups at some point along the way. It was one of the reasons she was following behind them at this point.

 

We do not accept failure.

 

The two new prefects were obviously giving the first years the type of speech that would knock some of them into shape, where as it would probably alienate at least one of the new students. Shiloh knew which group she would have been in, but then she usually needed the subtle threat to move along and achieve anything when it came to the world of Magic. Even though she had her wand tucked behind an ear, it was only there because of how close she had become to it over the course of the past year – it was starting to feel like a favourite pen or bracelet.

 

Magic was even starting to become more common place in her life.

 

She looked around the trophy room a frown crossing her face at she looked at the house cup from the previous year, that was something she could change; Slytherin could always win it this year. Shiloh glanced over her shoulder at the departing train of first years; she'd meet up with them again in the common room, she didn't feel like tramping all over the grounds in the dark just yet.

 

That was when she heard the soft sounds of crying. Not the free flowing tears and sobs of someone in pain or in terror but something deeper and heart wrenching.

 

Hey?” she said to the room, hoping it wasn't one of the suits of armor that was having a moment; but the noticing the hem of a robe over in the corner. She walked in the direction of the curled up student. “Are you okay?”

 

 

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Robin Bagley

When leaving the commonroom, Robin had known only one thing: she wanted somewhere to have a good cry somewhere.

 

The dorm had too much chance of someone coming in to unpack their stuff, and she wasn't sure she really wanted to deal with anyone else while she was in this mood.  She thought about an empty classroom, but you never really knew when a teacher might be setting something up for the next day.  Her initial aim had been Moaning Myrtle's bathroom - after all, who was going to notice one more set of sobs in there?

But four flights of stairs were a long way to hold in tears and avoid excited gaggles of hopelessly lost first years, and by the time Robin got to the third floor, she barrelled into the nearest looking room, headed for the nearest corner, and hunched over, letting the sobs rack through her.  She was just beginning to think about dragging a suit of armour in front of her for maximum concealment, when she heard a voice and jumped upwards.

 

"Hey?"  said someone, and Robin, turning around saw that it was Shiloh.  Shiloh wasn't exactly Robin's first choice for emotional support - she was a lot of fun to be around, in an edgy, scary sort of way.  Robin was pretty sure that she had threatened to drown her in her own cauldron once, and it might possibly have been the only time she'd seen the Slytherin smile.  In short, Shiloh wasn't someone Robin necessarily associated with a deep touchy feely conversation.

 

She turned herself to Shiloh, uncurling a little from the foetal position, and smiled unconvincingly.  Her eyes were swollen and puffy, tears were streaking her cheeks, and her nose was dribbling something fierce, but she did her best to crack Shiloh a wide smile.

 

"I'm fine," she said, her voice only cracking a little.  "How are you?  How was your Summer?"

 

Nailed it, she thought.

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Shiloh Paige

As Shiloh looked down at the apparently not okay Robin she first squinted at the Gryffindor's words then raised an eyebrow. She had been practicing this particular face for use with Stella next time they got into a Tiff, but this seemed like the right situation to break it out for the first time.

 

Babbs, ya'know I can see yer lie, right?” It was as plain as the tear trails running down the other girl's cheeks. “I'm not gonna give you the disservice of letting that be okay.” she gestured at the very obvious distraught face Robin was wearing.

 

Shiloh sat down next to the other girl, because he could understand that being as tall as she was and Robin being sitting on the ground – someone was going to get a neck cramp. She let her shoulder bump the other girl just a little, enough to let her know that she was there physically instead of just like an apparition standing above her.

 

Since we've already determined something is wrong, do you want to talk about it?” she asked before then blinking and tipping her head to the side. “Wait, let me rephrase, tell me what's wrong?”

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Robin Bagley

Robin let out a grumpy, shuddering sigh at the implication that she was lying.  She was fine.  She had, admittedly, been having something of a rough day, but she was basically totally fine.  She blew her nose hard on her sleeve and carefully used the other one to dry her eyes.

 

She'd stopped listening to Shiloh's words, but her tone as she lowered herself next to Robin was soothing, and her gentle west-country burr was familiar enough to make Robin think of home, but just different enough not to let her memory linger on Micheala too badly. She bumped Robin's shoulder gently and Robin sat for a minute as Shiloh talked some more, and then let the heavy, expectant silence stretch out in front of her, trying to gather herself enough to explain.

 

"I... I really thought my sister was going to get her Hogwarts letter," she began, tentatively: and then it was like a floodgate got stuck open and the words began just tumbling out of her.  "and I was so excited to show her everything here and I knew how much she'd love Hogwarts, and how great she'd be at everything, and.... and she never got anything.   And I thought that if I could just sneak her onto the train it'd all get sorted out when she got here, even though I knew that was silly, but then I got there and Stella wouldn't help and Michaela - sorry, that's my sister - didn't want to go, and my mum yelled at me and Stella's mad at me and I had to go all the way to Hogwarts thinking about it and she's not even here right now and-" Robin suddenly remembered that she really had to breathe, and took in a huge gulp of air "and I bet she'd have been in Gryffindor, and seeing all the other stupid new gryffindors who aren't even her was awful and I had to come somewhere quiet to..." she thought about using the words had a little cry , but settled on "think about everything."

 

More tears had been flowing now, but these were quieter, easier tears, and as her breathing began to settle again, she gently nudged Shiloh.  "So, um," she said, trying to divert the spotlight from being so unflinchingly focused on her and the mess she'd got herself into, "how was your summer?  Did you eat some magic beans or something?  Because you got tall !"

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