Stacey sat in the Gryffindor common room; head leaned back, feet up. Her eyes were closed and a soft blacket was layed over her arms. She took in a deep breath, obviously not alseep, but appearing so.
Goblet walked in the common room with a book cupped in his arm. He sat down across from a girl who was either resting her eyes or napping, he couldn't tell which. She wouldn't be bother. And even if she woke up, it would be better than outside with all the activity that is about. Goblet opened his book up and began reading.
Stacey slowly cracked an eye open and sat up when she saw it was... Goblet? She had seen him in passing, but didn`t really know him. 'Hello." She said softly.
Leah heard someone in the common room downstairs, and decided to see who it was. She walked until she could see down the stairs and then called softly, "Hello? Is anyone down there?"
She stopped, awaiting the reply. She was clad in plaid sweatpants and striped mukluks. She shirt was navy blue with a white recycling sign on it. She didn't dress to impress, but rather, put comfort above all else.
So she did wake up. No matter. Goblet didn't get in the zone yet in his reading so he didn't mind to detract himself from it. He doesn't recall ever exchanging pleasantries before with the girl on the couch, but he thinks he has seen her walking the halls before.
Another voice came from the dormitories upstairs, choosing to ignore it (not necessarily out of disrespect) Goblet replied to the apparently sleepy girl, "Hello there, fellow Gryffindorian."
"Hello," Stacey said softly. "Goblet right?" She asked before turning around to face th stairs. "Come on down, Leah." She called, knowing she would hear her perfectly well. Her eyes changed green as she snuggled into the corner of the couch.
((Your icon is way too funny Stacey!!))
Leah began walking down the stairs as soon as she heard Stacey call. "Hey! It's Goblet right?" She said to the boy sitting there. She had heard about him and seen him in the halls, but never truly met.
((I know, but it`s sooo true! Like, literally!))
"You're both right," said Goblet upon the two girls confirming his name. Looks like his book will have to be read later. He set it on his side between the armrest and his hip. "But I am afraid I don't know either of your names." Goblet now set his concentration on his new company.
"Stacey." Stacey answered quickly. She tilted her head towards the fireplace, her eyes grey.
"Leah" She said, coming to sit in a cushioned armchair. She rubbed the end of an arm absentmindedly, as she let her eyes wander around the room.
"Nice to meet you Leah and Stacey," said Goblet genuinely. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Stacey snorted, but kept her thoughts in her head. She wondered what Leah would think if she had heard... "Nice to meet you, Goblet."
Leah's eyes flashed to Stacey and she giggled. She shook her head, Stacey's thoughts were so easy to read sometimes.
"So, uh, Goblet... What year are you in?" She asked, attempting to start a conversation.
The two girls are either very good friends or they could read minds, or both. Goblet felt like there was some communication between the two that he is not part of. Are they secretly judging him based on this brief period of their first true confrontation? Goblet tried to dismiss such a thought. He was cynical enough as it is.
"I am a seventh year," he replied. "And you two?"
"Fifth." Leah said, her gaze wandering to Goblet. She smiled at him, kindly.
"Fifth." Stacey repeated. She giggled in her mind, not wanting to embarrass herself with her wild laugh.
Leah giggled in her mind as well, thinking to Stacey, ~What's so funny!?~ She smiled kindly at Goblet, trying not to show that she was having an inner conversation with Stacey.
"So what classes are you taking?" She asked Goblet.
"The core classes, Arithmancy, Runes, and Care of Magical Creatures. And you?" he asked.
It was uncanny the way Goblet is feeling right now. He couldn't put past that these two were sneaking in a way at him. Goblet usually picks up on these things because he had called upon to do so in the past and now it has become sort of a sixth sense for him. It was this sort of thing he'd be thankful for saving his life (and it had) but quite unthankful when he is trying to hold a simple conversation.
~He said it was a pleasure to meet us.~ She explained in her head. ~Why were you laughing?~ She smiled at Goblet, sensing that his last question was directed to Leah.
"I'm taking Care for Magical Creatures, Defense against the Dark arts, Potions, and on the side, I'm teaching myself elements." She said, smiling at him.
~What can I say? I laugh at a lot of things that aren't funny!~ She thought to Stacey.
Goblet was now feeling a little insecure, to the point where he felt like he was enduring conversation with these girls. Logically speaking, they are just girls that talk to each other without speaking and Goblet need not be concerned.
"I'm terribly sorry to bring this up, but am I right to think you two are having a conversation just between yourselves?"
Stacey giggled. "I`m not really sure you could call it a conversation; I just started laughing in my mind and she started in and then she asked why I was laughing and I told her. Then I ask her why she was laughing and she told me." Stacey explained.
"That is uh... I honestly don't know what to call it," replied Goblet honestly. "Is it often that you two laugh at obscure things, respectively?"
Stacey giggled again. "All the time. You could say it`s normal for us." She said with a smile.
"It's part of who we are." Leah said, giggling as well. She hated to make people feel awkward or left out, but sometimes she did it with out knowing.
Stacey giggled again. "A big part of who we are." She agreed. Secretly, she had forgotten what they were talking about, but she didn`t show it. Stacey leanded forward, toward Goblet. "So, you most likely have something better to do than sit here and listen to us giggling about nothin. What book are you reading?" She asked, looking down at the book he held.
(Oh, I'm sorry! I made a point to reply back to this thread but I forgot.)
"Well," Goblet chuckled a little, imagining himself actually acknowledging to these two girls that he would rather read than talk to them. Such a thing was thing was unthinkable and in fact, not true.
"It is a dark book, or so I hear, about a killer inside the Ministry of Magic. And no one knows who the killer is, yadda yadda yadda." Goblet moved his head dully back and forth as if the plot was pure routine. It was routine in reality, but the structure is what makes each book unique. "I picked it up for some simple entertaining reading. But enough about my bloody book. Right now, I'm more interested in this connection you two share. Do or can you do this with others?"
((Hehe, it`s okay.))
Stacey turned her head to face Leah. She stared at her for a moment, then looked back to Goblet. "It`s not really a connection with just us. She can read minds. I can`t but I can absorb another`s powers and use them for myself without effecting that person. I just opened my mind to hers, so we can hear each other." She explained thoughtfully.
Her unique power could really be a pain. If she was around a lot of talented witches or wizards, it would feel like and invisable force pushing against her mind, unless she opened for them to enter. The voices she heard didn`t help, especially on her bad days.
"Yeah it's mostly that, and we're really close friends with a lot of inside jokes, so sometimes we just laugh about that kind of stuff." Leah added, surprised that Goblet would care about their 'connection'.