Detention, Depths of the Castle, Thursday

[cracking-wonder.livejournal.com]

Another beautiful day had begun in Fandom, not that anyone in detention would have noticed. The lack of sunlight, the pleasant sound of Umbridge's voice, and the slightly stale smell of breakfast were all important aspects to making every day in detention routine! Surely everyone knew that surprises were no fun.

Look, the week was half over already and no one had been taken out and killed so far. That had to count for something, right?

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Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

[panickedbanik.livejournal.com]

Stark knew that sound. Stark had heard that sound far too many times. Stark had made that sound. Stark hated that sound. And when he heard it he stopped, bowed his head and closed his eye for a long moment. But that wouldn't help. But maybe there was something he could offer to Bobby. He was, after all, far too well-versed in death.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to Bobby as he approached, stopping before he got too close. He knew better than to get too close. "So sorry. So so sorry. It hurts. I know it hurts. I know."

Poor words. But all of them were. Nothing anyone could say would help now. Later, perhaps. But not right now.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

[losthiscool.livejournal.com]

Bobby looked up at those soft-spoken words. Here was someone who understood, he could tell.

Hopefully that meant he wouldn't try and take Sookie away from him. Because no one was going to do that to him again.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

[panickedbanik.livejournal.com]

At least he'd heard. That was good. He met Bobby's eyes with his own and nodded slightly, just once.

"I'm going to stay here," Stark said, still very softly. "If...if you don't mind. Right here. Unless you want me to go."

And he would go. Though probably not very far. It wasn't good to be too alone, not like this. Even if none of them were ever alone down here. Not really.