Nap Time {OPEN}

[ZMEYETTE A. CARROW]

Finally, it was the end of classes for today and Zmeyette was thankful for it. She sometimes grew tired of the same routine, though at least everyday she didn't have to sit through the same classes. It changed every couple of days. With her bag slung over her shoulder she entered the common room glad to be back home. The colors and the coldness to the room warmed her; made her feel safe. It had been a rough day and she wanted to relax but knew it was almost out of the question due to the amount of homework assigned to her. It was too early in the year to be putting on the work load, but apparently her professors didn't see it that way. Of course they didn't, they wanted to make coming back to school horrible when it was suppose to be fun.

Plopping down on the couch she laid on her stomach, her hair creating a curtain around her face as she placed her head on the pillow. Zmeyette just felt exhausted, she didn't want to deal with anything for the rest of the night. Thankfully most had went down to dinner instead of coming here, so it was quiet which Zmeyette needed. Though she gave her professors a hard time and often caused disruptions in class, Zmeyette always was one to get her work done. But she just didn't feel like moving in the slightest. Maybe taking a little nap would help.

Zmeyette began to doze off not realizing someone was walking into the common room.

TAGGED . opened
WORDS . 282
LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade.
NOTES . First post as Zmeyette!!
CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.

[CHRISTIANNA TUCKER]

Christianna arrived into the Slytherin common room with an arm trapped in books. This was discounting the work that she had finished up in the library after making an inappropriate comment about the professor's hair. Huge punishment, studying in the library? She was forced to do that anyway. She was writing an essay on the Pureblood riots during Squib Rights marches under the reign of Nobby Leach. History of Magic was by far the most dull subject she had ever experienced but they did get to read some of the books located up in the north wing, she'd never gandered at those before. To make things worse, guys had tried to tease her by stealing her books. If it weren't for the revulsion jinx she wasn't sure that she would've seen them again.

Needless to say, she was thankful she could lie down for a moment. Too bad she had to lie down with a copy of Albus Dumbledore's obituary written by Elphias Doge. She was hoping for an O in History of Magic, she was going to get there if it killed her. When she realized someone was sleeping in the common room she sat down quietly, pulled her Game Boy from her bag, checked the battery and started to play on mute. She hoped her jerky finger movements didn't wake the girl up. She looked like she was getting some well deserved rest.

It was only when her hair moved from her face that Christianna realized it was her friend Zmeyette. She was surprised she hadn't taken the Hogwarts Railways out of there yet, from what Christianna had heard she was a disruptive trouble-maker in class. Christianna could be the same but she did it with quiet flare. Besides, Christianna knew she could do it, she just didn't want to most of the time. She could hear from above them the sound of the Quidditch practice going on. Maybe if her friend would wake up they could go watch Slytherin practice. They were in the same house after all and she loved spending time with Zmeyette. The only woman she knew with an ounce of class, she knew how to work it.

Carefully poking at her friends arm she whispered "Hello in there?"

[ZMEYETTE A. CARROW]

The peacefulness of dreams was exactly what Zmeyette. It had been a rough start to school, something she didn't expect but she would handle it the best she could. All the work would make her look like one of those stuffy Ravenclaws who spent all their time in the library. Zmeyette wouldn't let her grades fall, she knew she would get yelled at for poor grades. Though being yelled out was the least of her worries.

Sleep always provided a perfect escape, which is why Zmeyette could be found sleeping a lot, especially on the weekends. She loved to sleep in, to be blissfully ignorant of her surroundings. Zmey wished sometimes she could spend forever in this state, but sadly she was easily awaken by the slightest noise. She hadn't been out long but she stirred lightly as she heard the tapping of fingers against something. Ignoring the noise she tried to fall back to sleep, but a few minutes later she was being poked in the arm.

"What the hell..." She paused realizing whose voice it was she was hearing. "Christianna, why are you waking me up? You know how I love my sleep." She asked her best friend. Christianna and her had a lot in common and that is why they became good friends. Even though Christianna was a muggle-born she didn't care, Zmey still loved her to death. It didn't matter, if she was able to make it into this house, Zmey just figured her blood was a mistake. Not that it was likely.

TAGGED . Christianna
WORDS . 279
LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade.
NOTES . Bestest friends
CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.

[CHRISTIANNA TUCKER]

"Well you looked too peaceful I was jealous" she giggled, happy that no matter how long it took for them to finally see each other between lessons her friend didn't find a better friend with pure blood. It wasn't her fault she was born of muggles. She'd disowned them practically from the day she discovered she had witch lineage in the family. There was no way she was letting herself be ridiculed for it. She was already in the firing line for her sexuality, though she kept it as low key as possible. "Besides, what am I meant to do in the common room alone? My game boy is running low on battery and reading in the candlelight is never fun" she shrugged, moving her friend's hair from her face so that she could see her eyes. She had beautiful eyes, she had always been slightly jealous of her for them. Oh how Katrianna missed the electricity that was present in anywhere but Hogwarts. The cable tv especially. She also missed restaurants, she hardly ever ate at home. She wouldn't mind even eating somewhere besides the Great Hall. Sometimes Hogwarts was a prison for her, her friend made it bearable. Even if she hadn't seen her car in weeks.

Compared to the average Hogwarts student, she had hardly anything with her as a result. She built her home out of Hogwarts on the bare minimum. That's why she needed friends around. She needed someone to be excited with when she conjured her first patronus, a newt apparently. She hadn't conjured it yet but she had been told based on personality to expect one. She pictured it being something that jumps from the wand that needed to be caught in a can. She couldn't wait for her next lesson with her friend though. Damn! That reminded her, her Quidditch through the ages check-out from the library was due today. She hadn't even skimmed it yet, she'd never get national any way she could if she had a lack of knowledge holding her back. She was inclined to hatred that she was only a reserve seeker for the Slytherin team. She had a higher IQ than their current seeker, what a dreamer thinking they were better. Stupid teenage drama king was Blake Bloodmoon.

Considering it was still day, she wasn't surprised to still hear footsteps around the dungeon. She could totally change the world starting with that dungeon, that sickly disgusting dungeon. Surely the Slytherin common room should have more class. Was no one even inspired to try something cleaner?

[ZMEYETTE A. CARROW]

The reason was unjustified and would have thrown Zmeyette into a fit of anger if it had been anyone else but Christianna. Christianna was her best friend, she adored the girl greatly and spent most of her time with her, despite the lacking in her blood. She wouldn't trade her for the world. But pulling Zmeyette out of sleep, especially one that was well needed did upset her a bit, but she knew she couldn't be mad at the girl. "That's you fabulous reason? I don't think jealousy serves you well. I could of slept longer if you were immune to that emotion." Zmeyette said, smiling at her friend. Her mood lightened as the room was filled with a giggle, one that belong to the blond girl who had woken her. She enjoyed her laughter.

"Now I can deal with that explanation." Zmeyette laughed though it stopped short as Zmey's breath caught due to Christianna brushing back her hair to peer into her eyes. It was a shared secret between the two of them that Christianna was a lesbian and that Zmey was bi, but the two never really acted on things yet, mainly because Zmey was trying to figure it all out. It was a bit confusing coming into the hormones and wanting parts of both sexes. But she knew Christianna support her no matter what and Zmey did the same for her. The two were always there for each other.

But as Zmey looked up at her friend she noticed something for the first time, well not exactly for the first time, but it seemed more vibrant this time. Christianna was rather cute or pretty. Maybe it was time to figure this all out. "You know I like it when you do that kind of thing." Zmey said quietly, looking down at her finger nails. Zmey usually picked at them when she was nervous, it was a bad habitat seeing as an action like that was noticeable and would give away the fact that she was nervous. She didn't like to have people knowing when she feels a bit weak.

Deciding she would change the subject, Zmey pushed herself up into a sitting position. "Well seeing that you seem to forget to carry spare batteries on you for your game boy and you disturbed me from my sleep, what do you propose we do now to entertain you?" Zmey asked looking at her friend hoping that she had some sort of idea.

TAGGED . Christianna
WORDS . 411
LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade.
NOTES . Oh la la.
CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.

[CHRISTIANNA TUCKER]

Christianna knew that Zmeyette wasn't certain about her position on attraction just yet, but something in how she reacted to her touch told her otherwise. Zmeyette knew that no matter what she chose, to be with a man or woman, Christianna had no offence to it. Everyone had preferences. Always there for her, always supporting her. That was what friends were for. Christianna had to admit though she was getting encouraged by a lot of what Zmeyette was doing, behaving all nervously and being unable to make eye contact. It convinced Christianna that she liked her touch. Her friend was usually a lot stronger than how she was acting at that moment. Christianna was practically towering over her newly-awoken body with hands either side of her, and she wasn't being pushed away. Naturally Christianna pulled back when she sat up, she didn't want to break any barriers of personal space between them. That was a lie, she wanted to, but she didn't want to. Complications were already beginning to arise.

"I was gonna steal some shrivelfigs from the herbology greenhouse once the casual Quidditch matches were done outside. My cousin is half giant and I promised I'd bring him some stuff for a thick golden shrinking potion. I'm here till my seventh year but he must have it now" she rolled her eyes. She'd rather cuddle up with her friend and go to sleep herself. In her mind she knew as well as her library book and the shrivelfigs she also needed to polish her broom. Not that flying really helped you become a Mediwizard, but in case of an emergency it was perhaps necessary. "You can go back to sleep if you want" she said in a soft voice, looking at her from under her thick lashes like she'd never seen her before. She was looking at something new within herself and she liked it.