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sweet turning sour
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Hollis could understand the need to get away from family. Being the youngest of eight, it was not exactly easy to go somewhere and not be acknowledged as (Enter name of Hughes sibling here)’s younger sister, or the more infamous title: Baby Hughes. As much as she loved her family, she hates how big it is. How easy it is to get lost in all of it. By the time she was born, two of her siblings were already in Hogwarts. That’s saying something. She gets along pretty well with most of her siblings, but the thing is – she doesn’t really know any of them. She knows them in the sense that they’re her siblings and she loves them. But if she were to be tortured about any deep, dark secrets her brothers and sisters possessed, she would literally have nothing to tell. Not that she could complain; if Hollis were to ever be in trouble, she could count on at least half of her siblings to come to her aid. It was just a bit disheartening, not actually knowing your own siblings (and their respective spawns) all that well. So, when Gray said that he was trying to escape thoughts about family, Hollis could sympathize completely. She wouldn’t tell him that, though. No, he might stay longer if she said anything.<br><Br>
The way he said it, though, made Hollis feel a pinch of pity for him. That took a lot – Hollis Hughes pitying someone. But he seemed to be doing it very well. While he didn’t say it sadly, he said it in a tone that made her feel semi bad for him. Hollis sighed, slouched, and reluctantly asked, “<B>What’s wrong?</b>” Thought he hadn’t indicated anything was actually wrong, Hollis wasn’t dumb. She could sense that there was something wrong. Whether or not she wanted to know, or really care was another question. She observed him, trying to read his face and expressions. She’d never admit it, but she noticed how cute he was. Handsome, really. Not overly attractive to the put of drooling, but attractive nonetheless in his own way. Hollis preferred his sort of beauty. Realizing what she was thinking, she unfolded her arms and leant back in her chair a bit too aggressively. She felt a sharp pain in her mid-back from the back of the chair and back colliding. She ignored it and waited for Gray to say something. Her arms were now laying next to her on either side, and her quill lay, forgotten and unimportant.<br><Br>
The common room was now empty apart from Gray and Hollis. This indicated that the carriages to Hogsmeade had probably left. Hollis shrugged, not really wanting to get into too deep of a conversation with Gray. “<B>Catching up on my school work, I suppose,</b>” She answered vaguely, motioning to the parchment and quill that lay in front of her on the table. It was the truth. She also desired to be alone, but apparently that wasn’t going to happen. “<B>Why’d you stay behind?</b>” She asked instinctively. Great, she was making the conversation go longer than she wanted it to. She folded her arms again, trying to appear as disinterested as possible. Staring at him, she realized how easy it was to get into other people’s houses. He, a Slytherin, had made his way into the Gryffindor common room. The Fat Lady usually let most people in if they had the password, but most of them time, she was reluctant to let Slytherin’s in. Hollis had been the other house’s common rooms as well, as they were a lot easier to get into. Well, excluding Ravenclaw. You genuinely needed to think a certain way or actually needed a Ravenclaw with you to get into that one. And people say that there’s still house hate. Hollis and Gray talking would be a perfect picture to prove that wrong. Then again, Hollis would rather do anything than talk to Gray, but… shhhhh.