A Match Into Water || Marly

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A Match Into Water || Marly Jan 26, 2013 4:45:21 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2013 4:45:21 GMT -8

"Alice?... Alice?"

Snapping to Alice looked up at the woman seated across the table. A therapist. One of the very few in their world. Mr. Hallows was paying her good money to "fix" his daughter, and had been for a number of years now. She was working very hard to get Alice on stable feet. Of course Alice wasn't a lunatic or anything, she was just a troubled girl for her age and her parents had many concerns about her mental well being.

"I'm sorry??" Looking up from her tea Alice blinked a few times. Since she attended Hogwarts the woman had to meet her in Hogsmead ever two months. It used to be more frequently, but Alice was a little older now and the program had been working thus far, so it wasn't as necessary as it had been.

"We were talking about your upcoming interview. For the wizard Cup. You said something about a party? What else have you been up to lately?" The woman had wavy dark hair and large inviting eyes. Alice always felt she could talk to Mrs. Devereaux, but there were days lately where Alice was feeling alienated completely. Her therapist thought it was a side effect to being so alone as a child and having too many imaginary friends, and not enough real ones. Alice didn't know how to handle certain high stress social situations.

Taking a second to think Alice shrugged, "Not a whole lot. I didn't even go to that party. I stayed in. With a friend." Her voice started to fade out once more.

Clearly afraid she might loose the poor girl again Mrs. Deveraux stepped right in. "Alice. Where do you go? When you trail off like that. Where does your mind go?" The therapist knew lots of dark lost things that Alice had chosen not to remember. The incident in the ally, her night with Joram, every bad grade, every night mare, and even the good things. Noting the mist that came to Alice's eyes at the mention of her spacing out, Mrs. Devereaux moved on "Alice... Why do you think you put your name in that cup?"

"Because I can win. Because I have to win. To show them all." She blinked a long time before sipping her tea slowly again and looking up at the woman. Of course she had a different answer for why Alice did the things she did. "You know your friend Marly entered too right? Why not let her have this?"

It took a long time for Alice to answer that question, and it was very obvious that she didn't feel like having her brain picked that day. "I don't want her to get hurt. But we agreed to have each other's back." The therapist smiled a big pleased smile at this as though she herself had made some sort of an accomplishment in Alice's friendship. "The sense of comradery I get when we talk about Marlene makes me very happy for you, Alice. It's good to have such strong friendships in your position."

This struck something in Alice and made her look up at the woman from her sleepy trance, "I'm sorry... What position is that? Am I still nuts these days or am I just a pay check for you now?" The quiet subtle outburst was far from normal and the therapist frowned looking at her. "Alice... Are you having the nightmares again?"

There was another very long stretch of silence before Alice ran her finger through her empty tea cup to erase the leaves before the other woman could read them. "I have to be somewhere." She set the cup upside down on the saucer and slung her bag over her shoulder. Today was not the day to be bothered over therapy. This was stupid. "I'll be back next month then Alice. We should do this more frequently if you're having problems again." Of course, Alice ignored the woman calling after her as she let the door to Madam Puddifoot's slam shut.

The walk back to the castle was calming at least. She had to be in better spirits by the time she got there. People would start asking questions. And Alice honestly did not want to explain herself more than she had to. Telling Marly every secret was one thing, but not everyone needed to know her business. Alright so if Kasch asked then Alice wouldn't have kept it from him. He was sweet and very kind to her. Growing closer now she felt he deserved answers when he asked for them. Okay, so Marly and Kasch could know. But that was it.

Stalking up onto the lawns Alice ran a hand over her brow and looked around for the beautiful blond that she called her best friend. It was almost 3pm. Alice had promised to be there at exactly 3, and was never late. It was a good thing she'd ditched Mrs. Devereaux when she did. Not seeing her friend, Alice set her bag down on the ground and slumped into the quiet grassy patch beside it. The spare few moments she had were not wasted dwelling on nightmares or conditions, but rather trying to imagine the look on Kasch's face if she won the wizard cup.

Last Edit: Jan 26, 2013 4:47:24 GMT -8 by Deleted

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A Match Into Water || Marly Mar 2, 2013 20:30:20 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2013 20:30:20 GMT -8

Marlene was running. It wasn’t an unusual thing for Marlene, when the Quidditch pitch was otherwise occupied, to work off nervous energy by trotting out to the grounds and just running. She wasn’t running away from anything – today, anyway – or towards anything… she just wanted to run. Ever since she and Alice had placed their names in the running for the Wizards Cup, agreeing to support each other, no matter what happened… Marls had found herself with a bit of a surplus of energy, more so than usual. And so, due to that, she’d been spending an inordinate amount of her free time outside – whether it was on the pitch or sprinting across the grounds, if she was working off the energy, she didn’t have to worry about things.

So, she ran. She ran instead of worrying over whether she’d get it. She’d run, rather than freak out about the upcoming interview that would, in the end, determine whether it was to be her to represent the lionesses (she found that term for the female Gryffindors hilarious) or about what she would do if it wasn’t her—in fact, it was just all around better if she did not think about that possible outcome at all, really. She ran to not think, and in the running… her mind did feel clear, clear and free and empty, and she loved not having to think about things sometimes.

Eventually though, she rounded back around to the spot where she and Alice had agreed to meet up. On the lawn, she leaned against a tree and caught her breath. Alice was out in Hogsmeade, at that absolutely terrible tea shop – the place was so twee that Marlene was certain she’d break out into hives if she ever entered it – seeing that absolutely awful woman that her parents made her see every now and again. Marlene and Alice held no secrets from each other; in fact, they were the only people who knew so much about each of them. They were the first ones each turned to for celebration, problems, and frustrations. Alice and Marlene were truly the definition of best friends – just as they were the definition of opposites attracting.

”Hey,”[/b Marlene said breezily as she jogged along to where she spied her friend, having caught her breath finally. ”You good?” She asked, slipping next to Alice on the grass. She knew better than to ask about the meetings outright—but she did like to make sure that they didn’t distress her too much; the question also tended to divine if there was anything else on the mind of her friend. Well, anything unusual. They both knew that they both were having serious nervous feelings about the upcoming interview, the upcoming cup, the upcoming pressures of all of it.

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A Match Into Water || Marly Mar 8, 2013 1:10:48 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2013 1:10:48 GMT -8

If Marly had asked her out right, Alice would have snapped back with something like "What meeting? I hate those meetings. That woman is awful." But Marlene always had a nice way of asking with out asking and in the end it produced a more level honest answer from Alice. Truth was, the shrink was usually right about days like this, and her poking about it just fueled Alice's moody attitude. Now she felt cranky as she forcefully ripped at the grass between her feet.

"That woman is such a bitch. I hate when she talks to me. It's like I'm five. Who does she think she is?! I mean sure it's her job to be in my head, but really? THAT far in?! Does she need to know about every single little daydream? The nightmares I get it. When they are frequent I should tell her. But sometimes it feel like it's not any of her business. Why I see her I have no idea. I'm a frickin' kid for crying out loud. I'm supposed to tell you all my problems." Alice knotted up some longer grass blades in her knuckles and yanked them free from the soil before tossing them away.

With a heavy sigh she began pulling the ribbon from her hair and fixing her locks into a high pony tail. "The more I tell her the less I want to talk about it with anyone else. And where does that leave you? In the dark. I just wish she would back off. And she just talks about stupid stuff. Like that party! She fixated on why I didn't go and all I could think about was wanting to talk to you about what I did instead.Then before I can figure out reasonable answer, she asks another stupid question."

When Alice got to talking it was hard to shut her up especially if she was on a rant, and this was like the war path of all her rants. "Seriously!! I walked out on her today. I know the nightmares are like... mentally deteriorating or what ever, but why do we always have to talk about it? Like, I mentioned Kasch and she just grazed right over it like she only wants to talk about the bad stuff going on and not the good." Alice had been having frequent reoccurring night terrors for a few years now and though they scared her obviously, sometimes she didn't want to talk about it with anyone. Couldn't she just work it out on her own?

After a moment or two of fuming Alice looked over at Marly. "Okay. Now I'm good. By the way... She thinks I'm nuts for putting my name in the cup and thinks I should just back you up and sit quietly." Alice snorted. That was so not going to happen. She wanted so badly for everyone to see the Alice that Marlene got to see. The wizards cup was exactly the way to do that.

((Sorry its rubbish and she just ranted on and didn't actually do anything. :/ this is just what my Alice muse was yelling at me while listening to pop-punk music... LOL!))

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A Match Into Water || Marly Mar 20, 2013 8:42:00 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2013 8:42:00 GMT -8

It wasn’t often said that Marlene was a great friend. Sure, she was a good friend: good to have at your back in a fight, good to have your back if you get into trouble. She was a good friend in that she was fiercely loyal and protective. However, for most people, Marlene was one of the last of the friendly faces they would choose to seek out if the situation called for a sympathetic ear or an open shoulder. Marlene was the tumble friend, or the mouth to call upon should the snakes comes slithering. But Alice knew her better. Alice knew her best.

Marlene often did not know what to do or say in these times, when it was heart-to-heart chats, when her friend needed advice. She had false starts, and this was one of the only times she did so. But she did know how to open up the floodgates, to gently get the worries out of her friend’s head without poking the wrong button. Contrary to popular belief, most of the time when Marlene pushed a button, it was exactly the button she meant to push. So, Marlene knew how to ask Alice about her visit with the therapy lady her parents pushed upon her every now and again, without being too provoking. Marly watched her friend rip grass from around her, shredding it and starting again. One of those tell-tale signs, she thought.

Marly nodded as her friend spoke about the woman first. She’d heard it all before, but she knew it was helpful to bitch about such things. Alice had surely heard her share of bitching from Marly: about anything from people, to Quidditch, to boys, to grades to the idea of sitting still too long. ”She probably gets her kicks out of it,” Marlene added helpfully in a natural pause in the rant. ”And you do tell me all your problems,” she said, then grinned as she added, ”especially your problem called her.” Marlene joined Alice in plucking the blades of grass, grinning for a moment before gathering them in her palm and blowing on them, sending them flying towards her best friend. It was important, she believed, to punctuate rants with silliness, to add some levity.

Quiet again, she watched Alice carefully for signs. The heavy sigh was generally not a good one. ”Well, yeah.” She shrugged. ”So tell me before you tell her. Give her the rehash of the things you’ve already spilled to me. Leave out the stuff you don’t want her to know, so she’s happy, your parents are happy, but most of all…” Marlene grinned. ”We’re happy.” Marlene tilted her head. ”Good! She doesn’t get what’s important to you at all, obviously. Now, ahem.” She grinned again as Alice finished up her rant. ”Enough about the stupid cup, we’ve already talked that to death. Twice. And then some. What about Kasch? Your best friend needs some juicy details.” She pouted. ”I didn’t get to have much fun that night at the party, after all…” Sighing, she leaned back on her elbows on the grass below her. ”Ugh. Stupid uppity pureblooded boys just don’t know how to treat a girl, obviously.” She glanced at Alice in anticipation, waiting for some swoony fun gossip about the new man in her bestie’s life.

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A Match Into Water || Marly Apr 5, 2013 0:56:16 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2013 0:56:16 GMT -8

"Marls.. When have you ever known anyone from that crowd to treat a lady right??" Alice laughed and shook her head. They had talked te cup to death, and though Alice was greatly nervous about it but was trying just to forget that it was something of a bother at all. It proved more difficult than she had anticipated. That party had seemed stupid and Alice was glad she hadn't stayed. Sure she felt bad for ditching Marlene, but she knew the girl could handle herself just as well as any other beater.

With a tiny excited giggle, Alice looked over at Marly, her cheeks already glowing pink with her glee. "I didn't stay at that party for more than a minute. Two tops. I... couldn't take facing Joram. It was just.. bad. So I ran out." Alice shrugged. She was a coward for sure, and was not afraid to admit that at all. "But I'm pretty sure I had a better night than you did." The girl was teasing and laughed lightly. Not to mention, she didnt' have to loose any galleons over the ordeal either.

A big smile was plastered across the girl's face, "Kasch was outside at the party when I came out crying, because I'm a total girl. And.. he hugged me." with a sigh she smiled even more as though she was absolutely smitten with the boy. "We had a party of our own. He brought candy and even got all dressed up. He'd been in these adorable pajamas.. I think they were little guns on the trousers... Anyway... We danced and then we just... talked."

She was saving the best part for last. At least, she thought it was the best part. The pair were very conservative between the two of them and neither Kasch nor Alice really wanted to rush into anything like that. They weren't even officially together, it was mostly just a lot of gooy gushing that Alice had concocted in her own mind. "He kissed my cheek before I went to bed." There was an excited squeel from the girl as she grinned again and sighed. "He asked me to the formal. Kasch knew I was too shy to ask anyone myself and just asked me himself. He's so sweet." To an outsider, they might think she was hit with a love potion, but Alice was genuinely that excited about the boy she was swiftly falling in love with.

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