-----Hi, I'm Evangeline. It's a pleasure to meet you! I'm only in my fifth year, but if there's anything I can help with I'll certainly try!
(( Closed RP blog for Evangeline Bristow from the "When Stories Meet Reality" ring. ))
Elsa caught the sudden surprised reaction she had accidentally caused out of her housemate. She had no idea why the girl would react in such a manner unless she had truly caught her off gaurd. The blonde hadn’t caught what Evangeline was reading, truth be told, she was to preoccupied with finding an area with the least amount of company to be worried about what the girl beside her was reading.
Elsa kept looking at the girl inquisitively, although she quickly changed her features, not wanting to portray any form of rudeness by her curiosity in the girl’s sudden nervousness. Placing a well practiced smile on her lips she tried to portray calmness as graceful and as best as she could before answering the girl.
"I am truly sorry though. I really didn’t mean to intrude, to be honest I hadn’t seen anyone here until I took a seat, but yes I’m fine, simply wanted a new change in scenery besides the common room and my dorm room."
Smoothing a stray lock of hair behind her ear in an old nervous habit that had persisted since childhood, Evangeline folded her hands in her lap across the now-closed book, tilting her head with that same mild concern in her eyes.
Elsa seemed calm, maybe Evangeline had just imagined her prior nervousness? Either way, she didn’t seem upset anymore, which was good. ”Oh, no no no, you didn’t intrude or anything!” Evangeline hastily reassured, her eyes wide as she shook her head. ”You just startled me, that’s all! I can understand the need for a change of scenery, though. At least the weather’s finally looking warmer for a change, right?”
Elsa moved against the crowd of students, her gloved hands squarely tucked within the pockets of her robe as she quickly kept her pace to head towards the library. She could see the weather begining to warm up, an almost fear creeping up inside her as she knew that warmer weather only made her powers that much noticeable. Reaching the library and heaving a sigh of thankfulness at how empty it seemed, she walked inside and took a seat on the one of the sofas unaware of the person beside her. When she turned her head to notice the girl she gave the girl a small smile as not to appear rude
"Forgive me, I didn’t notice that anyone else was here…"
Evangeline, startled, jumped slightly when the other girl plopped onto the sofa, not having noticed her hurried entry. Heart pounding, she quickly flipped to a page other than that relating to paralysis, hoping her new companion—her Housemate, Elsa, if memory served correctly—hadn’t seen what she was reading. It wouldn’t do for people to jump to conclusions about her research, after all…
She smiled back, hoping it didn’t betray her nervousness. ”It’s no problem to me!” she assured. Then, a note of concern creeping into her voice—Elsa had looked like she was all but fleeing into the sanctuary of the library—she asked, “Are you okay? I don’t mean to pry, but you looked worried…”
Tilting his head and leaning back, Peter crossed his arms with a smile on his face, “It never stood a chance.” Shrugging as he went to go behind her again and push, he responded, “Most things, in terms of schoolwork, are mere blips in the road. Are blips on roads? No, that’s bumps. Blips are on those muggle radar things…right?”
Peter had no idea what etymology was, but figured they wouldn’t have very much time before they reached the greenhouses. “I’ve never looked into what my name means, but it’s always suited me well enough so I never thought about it. Excellent! I’ll get straight to work on that for the next time I see you.” Knowing Madam Hooch wouldn’t mind his tardiness for aiding her first year flying class he continued accompanying Evangeline. “Oh trust me, I won’t be.”
Another shy smile spread across Evangeline’s face. ”Well, I thank you for your vote of confidence in me,” she said lightly. That persistent blush wouldn’t go away—was it normal for him to go around giving compliments like that? Oh well. She just resolved to ignore it. Laughing, she nodded—“Yes, blips on the radar. Though in my case, I tend to do a lot of schoolwork nonetheless!”“
"Well," she said, "Peter is a nice name. Not too long either," she joked, another little grin appearing. "I look forward to that, then!" Evangeline was a little surprised how at ease she was with this other student she had only ever really seen around the hallways, but then again she was a trusting person and he certainly had a charming manner, very charismatic. "Good, I wouldn’t want to cause you any more trouble than I already have!"
It was a beautiful day for once, not too cold and nice and sunny. Evangeline didn’t really seem to notice this, because lo and behold another book had captured her attention as she sat in the library. It was a text relating to medical magic, and she had maneuvered herself from her chair to a cozy sofa in a nice little reading nook with the book in her lap. Idly twirling a piece of hair around her fingers, Evangeline was so engrossed in her readings that she didn’t notice anyone else entering the library.
Evangeline’s favorite subject is astronomy. More than anything it reminds her that there is so much more out there than just what she sees day to day, and looking through a telescope (or gazing at the night sky) doesn’t require legs at all.
One of her favorite memories is a time her parents took her out to the countryside for a short camping trip and they spent hours lying outside on a big blanket in the middle of a field just looking to the stars.
Grinning at her amusement, it never ceased to amaze Peter how powerful laughter and joy could be. “Yes, I’d go so far as to say, most definitely.” Her giggle was shy and she reminded him of Violet. Lately, he had been finding himself conversing with many Ravenclaws, but unfortunately all of them were girls. Therefore disqualifying them from joining the Lost Boys in their current search. “See, it never ceases to amaze me how observant girls are about anything and everything. Such as homework. And mud.”
"Pleasure to meet you, too! Evangeline, eh? Quite a mouthful… I’ll have to come up with something for the next time we meet. Hope that’s alright." Noticing the cold liquid for the first time, Peter looked down at his shoes when she pointed it out. "And shoes. I’d never have thought of ‘em." Peter pulled his wand out of the back of his trousers, and dried them with a flick. "Good as new! So tell me, Evangeline, are you headed for Herbology today? Or to Care of Magical Creatures? I’d be more than happy to accompany you the rest of the way if you’d like."
Another laugh escaped Evangeline, her mood much improved by the presence of her jovial new companion. ”Well, it’s good to know someone has faith in my abilities to overcome a mud puddle,” she said with a bright grin. ”Some boys are too, I suppose. But don’t tell me you’d turn in a muddy essay if it were completely unintelligible and that had been avoidable, would you?” The question was not in earnest, merely gentle teasing, and accompanied by another little giggle.
"Yes, my parents thought it was pretty, I guess! It’s a fitting enough name, considering the etymology and all, though. And no, of course I don’t mind!" She blushed faintly, embarrassed, as Peter dismissed his muddy shoes that easily—it was easily fixable, yes, but she still hated to be the cause of any problem, no matter how simple the solution was. ”Herbology,” she answered demurely. “I would be happy for your company, so long as you aren’t late yourself!”
The last book? I’m sure it must have ended brilliantly. Problems? Wow, that sounds quite… complicated. Um - my family prefers to read books by wizards. More relevant to us, or at least, that’s what mother says. [she blinked] O - oh, would you?
Oh, yes, the ending is perfect! —But I shouldn’t give away any spoilers, really. It is a bit on the convoluted side, but I guess overanalysis of most literature is what happens when you’re stuck in a chair most of the time. *she laughs ruefully*
Of course, I would be happy to! It wouldn’t get you in trouble, would it?
Quite true. Oh - no, you can talk about them ! I don’t mind, I haven’t seen any myself so… the conversation might be one-sided. [she laughed] which book is your favorite of the trilogy?
*she tilts her head thoughtfully* That is a hard question! Hmm, I think I’d have to say the third one, because I think it ties up the loose ends wonderfully. I have a few issues with a few resolutions, but I guess a book written almost a hundred years ago is bound to have problems relating to things like racism.
Does your family mind you reading Muggle books? If not, I could lend you a few, if you like!