Sulking

[Fox]

Fox walked into the Common Room and plopped onto a chair by the fireside. It was the middle of the day, one that he had free, and nobody was around. In fact, it was lunch time, and everyone should have been down at the Great Hall pigging out. Fox sighed. He liked the loneliness sometimes... He embraced it today. He was so friendless, and he was finally given a chance to think about it... and to put it bluntly, sulk.

Fox sighed and curled in on himself. His grandfather hated him, his parents were dead, and no one thought that he did anything right, no matter what he tried. Was that why he had become the bully that he was to others? He curled into a tighter ball, hugging his knees. Why can't I please anyone... earn anyone's love?

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny came in, humming to herself. She was extreamly happy, for many reasons.One being she didn't have any meetings today. She carried a armful of books and walked to the bookcase, setting the pile on the floor and stretching.

[Fox]

Fox froze when he heard someone come in. He peeked around the corner with caution, examining the girl that was stretching not too far from him. A mask of indifference quickly fell over his face, and he straitened in his seat. He didn't know why she was here... She should be at lunch like everyone else. Almost no one skipped it. He realized that if he did it, others probably did too. That didn't matter though right now. Gathering as much of a nasty smirk he could, he climbed out of the seat and sneered, "Who're you?"

[Ginny Weasly]

"Someone who's gonna smack that sneer off your face if you don't watch your tone, kiddo." She said, not even looking at him and picking up a book to put away.

[Fox]

"No one's gonna do anything to me, you old hag!" Fox said in a nasty tone. He glared at the intruder. Who was she to boss him around. She seemed like the same thing that he grandfather was. That made him growl, as if he was the animal that he was named after.

He turned away from her, acting like he was already bored with her. He ignored her and nimbly sat on the chair again.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny appeared in front of him, making no sound as she did so. She leaned forward.
"Now, I may be getting old, but I'm no hag, kid." She said, rising an eyebrow at him, amused.

[Fox]

Fox mocked a look of suprise on his face, "Oh, really? You look like it to me."

He looked away and jumped out of the seat in a fashion that let him get past Ginny. He grabbed his bag in mid-jump, almost forgetting it. There was no way that he would let anyone else look into it. He scowled at Ginny and looked at the fire, ignoring her again.

A question came up again from his previous musings, why he had become the bully that he was to others? Was it because of lack of love? Friendship? But..... Does it matter anyways?

Fox crossed his arms, "Humph!"

[Ginny Weasly]

"Oh really?" Ginny said, yanking the hair on top of his head down so he was now staring at her upside down. She smirked, but it wasn't a happy one.

"You better watch your mouth, boy, before I blast you."

(He's reminding me of Hiro-chan!!)

[Fox]

(Ha ha!!! And now that you mention that, I think that Hiro would be a great avatar... ^^)

"Let go, hag!" Fox yelled, struggling free with difficulty. He got free and smoothed his hair down, glaring at the girl. He tilted his head to the side, "Oh, and by the way, you look like even more of an old hag upside down."

He rolled his eyes, "And you sound like my grandfather, the old fat pig."

Fox looked at her, and snarled, "Not you, or anyone else here can stop me from saying what I want, you old hag. Leave me alone."

(He also kinda sounds like Inu... Don't you agree? Lolz)

[Ginny Weasly]

"I don't wanna have to do this..." She muttered, before calmly kicking the kid in the stomach, sending him flying backwards and knocking the wind out of him. She folded her arms and her eyes flashed.

"I don't take that attitude, not from my brothers, let alone a little first year."

[Fox]

Fox growled and sat there for a second, "Shut up, you stupid, old hag. You'll just have to put up with it. Nasty, old, tempered, freak-of-nature, smelly hag."

Fox got up, brushed himself off, and glared, "If you don't have anything better to do with your time other that to kick first years around, you're a lot more pitiful than I thought. And a lot more stupid too."

Fox grabbed his bag again and started up the stairs to his dorm. She wouldn't be able to get into there, she was a girl, and that wasn't allowed. He walked calmly, though, as if he had just walked in. He felt a bruise starting where she kicked him, but it didn't matter.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny smirked, watching him go up the steps. She smiled, thoughtfully as his childish thoughts swam around. She shrugged and went back to putting books on the case.

[Fox]

The moment he was in the dorm, loneliness crashed down on him. There was no one in the room, and it was fairly dark since it wasn't lit. He curled up on his bed and cuddled a little fox plushie that his father had gotten Fox when he was still alive.

Father... Mother... This is all I have left of you... Fox curled around the fox even tighter, I'm so lonely... but no one must know. Why doesn't anybody even like me or be able to stand seeing me. Grandfather rejects me, people don't like me because of the way I cover up my loneliness.

Fox held the tears within him. There was so much hurt there. There was a dark spot where friends should have gone in his heart.

This is self-pity, and I know it... but does it matter? Fox asked himself. His stomache growled and he growled back at it.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Here, eat this. It'll help a bit." Ginny stood beside his bed now, no longer smirking. She smiled softly, understanding slightly the way he felt. Just because you have a big family dosn't mean you don't get lonely. In her hand she held a green herb, specilized to help with such sad feelings.

[Fox]

"Go away," Fox said, looking at her bluntly. She wasn't supposed to be here anyways. In his mind, though, he cried, Please stay!

He ignored those thoughts, "I don't need your help, or anyone elses!"

He turned and cuddled to the half-hidden plush. His mind was weeping with loneliness, That's not true, I need someone's help. Someone who will listen to me and try to understand me! I need a friend, and a good one at that...

A tear spilled down his cheek and he turned even farther away from her. He didn't want anyone to see him cry. He put his head to his crossed arms on his hugged knees. The tears where barely being held back.

I'm a fool, Fox thought, She's offering me help, and I reject it. I'm a fool!

(I just started reading Furuba 10 and Hiro-chan is in it... ha ha ha... so fitting)