Welcome to the Universe{Ash}

[tdougherty]

Timothy had suffered through a day of classes, including Potions--he really didn't like that class, but had nothing against the teacher--and the subsequent homework. He went to the common room and to his trunk, changing into a pair of jeans and a fleece pullover. Bringing his messenger bag with him, Tim walked outside onto the lawn. Tim went over to sit under a tree, pulling one of the science fiction books he'd brought to Hogwarts from his bag. Tim's messenger bag leaned against the tree beside him. Sure, Tim had heard about a Hufflepuff--his name was Hemingway or something--who'd gotten the crap kicked out of him by a Slytherin for doing much as he'd done without looking up a few days ago, but Tim wouldn't let that happen to him. He'd checked for people in the trees. So unless someone was a bug Animagus or something, he wasn't going to get his butt kicked on someone's cruel whim. He might be internally tortured if someone he didn't know came up and decided to talk to him, but he wouldn't get--what was it one of his friends had said?--a broken jaw and the snot beat out of him by a psycho Slytherin chick. That must've sucked for the poor guy, especially since Tim had heard from another of his few friends that the Slytherin paid a visit to the Hufflepuff in the hospital wing the same day. Tim shivered inwardly, and opened his book. This was one that he hadn't read before, so Tim opened it to the first page and jumped right in.

[[Ehh. I suck with, and therefore decided to forgo, segmenting my writing. >_>]]

[Ashelin Messner]

Ash sat in the back of her Transfiguration class, her head resting heavily on her hand. The teacher was lecturing them on something - though she couldn't remember what precisely. She was too busy daydreaming, staring out the window she sat near. Her attention was pulled back to reality when that ever so familiar sound of students packing up reached her ears. She looked around almost sleepily before glancing at the slim watch on her wrist.

A small smile twitched at the side of her lips and she slid her belongs quietly into her messenger bag. She sat impatiently watching the clock, then finally the bell rang. Instantly she stood and threw her bag over her shoulder.

Making her way out of class, she quickly ran up to the Gryffindor tower and changed into some normal clothes. She slipped on a pair of jeans, a rather large hole at the knee, a white t-shirt with random designs all over it and a black zip-up hoody. Lacing a pair of black converse onto her feet she ran her fingers through her wavy hair and headed outside.

She didn't bother to take much with her. Of course she had her iPod stashed into her pocket, but other than that, she carried nothing with her. She leapt down the stone steps, happy to be out of the castle and into the cool autumn air. She paused, looking around the lawn for someone she knew. Her eyes fell on a boy leaning against a tree and she dashed over there. "Hey!" she called, slowing as she approached. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else," she said a light blush creeping over her cheeks.

On further inspection, Ash decided she didn't know the guy and and smiled in a friendly manner. "I'm Ash by the way," she introduced herself.

[tdougherty]

Tim glanced up from his book--he was on the tenth page or so--when a girl said something. She was walking towards him, and had just apologized about mistaking him for someone else. "That's okay. People seem to do that often with me," said Tim, starting to feel a bit nervous. She was friendly enough, though, and he did her the courtesy of introducing himself and smiling somewhat nervously in return. "I'm Tim. Nice to meet you." Tim was pretty sure Ash wasn't a Ravenclaw; despite his not knowing too many of his Housemates, he could place most of their faces.

Tim wondered who she had mistaken him with and, swallowing, worked up the courage to ask so. "So if you thought I was someone else, who'd you mistake me for?" Tim figured Ash had mixed him up from a distance with her boyfriend or something, but he could have been mistaken in guessing so, though. Guessing she wasn't the kind of person to apologize for such a mistake and then just walk away, he marked the page of his book and then shut it. Tim looked attentively up at Ash from where he was sitting, waiting for her to either respond to his question, ask one of her own, or both.

[Ashelin Messner]

Ash felt uncomfortably tall standing up and looking down at the boy still leaning against the tree, so she decided to sit down. Doing so, she sat where she was standing across from the boy Indian-style. "That doesn't sound like fun. Don't people recognize you as being you?" she asked. That didn't really sound right, but she hoped he understood what she meant. "The pleasure is mine," she smiled brightly as he introduced himself.

She leaned back on her hands as she looked at him, trying to figure out what house he was in. Her hazel eyes took in the book he held in his hand and the fact that he was outside reading. She was about to ask him what house he was in when his question interrupted her thoughts. She shrugged, "just some Gryffindor I know," she said though she didn't put much emotion into her tone. "It doesn't matter now, I'm talking to you," she laughed. Her eyes scanned the rest of the lawn before returning to Tim. "Let me guess, are you a Ravenclaw?" she asked. Guessing people's houses had always been a bit of a talent of hers.

[tdougherty]

Tim watched as Ash sat down cross-legged where she had stood. With a shrug, he replied to her question. "I'm not really one for sticking out, but it does get annoying at times. The people I know recognize me as me, but sometimes people I don't know think I'm someone else from a distance. It's not that big a deal to me as one might assume, though." Well, that was probably the most Tim had ever said to someone he hardly knew. Tim quietly observed her while she did the same, trying to figure out what House she was in. He really had no clue, but she was too... un-emoish to be a Slytherin, by Tim's estimation, and he'd already established she wasn't a Ravenclaw. Which left Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

If Tim were to guess, he would say Gryffindor. In response to her comment on who Ash had mistaken him as, he said, "Fair enough," a shy grin emerging on his face. He wasn't all that surprised when she guessed which House she was in correctly; the book and the fact that Tim had come outside to read probably gave it away fairly easily. With a nod, he said, "Indeed. I don't suppose you're a Gryffindor?"

[Ashelin Messner]

Ash nodded as Tim explained his situation. "Bummer," she shrugged, she would make sure she didn't mistake him for someone else again. Despite the way people thought, not all Slytherins were emo. No, they didn't dress in all black all the time or did drugs. It was a stereotype that the house was given. Though Ash had in fact been sorted into Gryffindor, she could have just as easily been sorted into Slytherin, and several different people have told her so.

Ash smiled as she got his house right. Ravenclaws were easy to determine most of the time. It was Hufflepuffs that were the hardest. She nodded as he guessed her house in return. "Yep, I'm a lion," she said with a nod. "What year are you in?"