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Rosie rested her cheek on the table as she stared at a book about Quidditch. If she was even gonna consider entering and playing, she needed to know what she was doing! She turned a page and yawned. The silence was bumming her out, it was lonely in the Study Room. Rosie closed the book and scanned around. "Hm."

She jumped onto the table and crossed her legs. "Hm." Rosie repeated. She didn't know what to do, she didn't necessarily want to leave, but she didn't wanna stay either. It was quite the predicament. She turned to the door and stared as if someone would walk in if she stared hard enough. Her eyebrows were furrowed into a glare.

Nobody walked in.

She let out a loud sigh and leaned back, but realized there was no wall, because she was sitting on a table. Rosie squealed as she tumbled back and fell onto the ground. "Owww-" She complained, dragging herself back onto the chair.

Rosie stared at the book. She was fine. The silence was really bothering her now, she tapped her fingers against the desk for a bit as she stared at the page in her book. It was the page about the Seekers and the Chasers. The seekers sounded appealing, but Rosie was not sure.
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Books, books, and more books.  PV K. Moss   Closed 

Studying was not something Krez thought she'd actually do willingly while she was here. Given, there wasn't anybody around to tell her to except maybe the teachers and the occasional concerned friend. Reading wasn't something she disliked, and studying wasn't that hard, to be honest, she was just kinda academically lazy. Bluh.
She shuffled tiredly into the study room, a large transfiguration textbook weighing her arm down. She almost dropped it when she saw that another student was already in there, kind of ruining her plans for a peaceful study session to herself. Maybe they didn't want to be bothered either? It was the study room after all, so...

She found herself a seat a little bit away from the other girl, hoping not to draw attention to herself in any way if possible. Opening her book to the page required, she glanced briefly at the other occupant to make sure they weren't disturbed by her presence. She just seemed to be impatiently tapping her fingers against her desk, which was fine and dandy with Krez. Not sure what she was necessarily impatient about. Studying was a bit of a drag, so maybe that was what was bothering her. Regardless, it wasn't any of Krez's business. She had a book to be reading herself, after all.

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Rosie watched the blonde girl as she shuffled in quietly, managing a small smile in her direction. Since the girl appeared to want to study alone, she wasn't sure if she wanted to introduce herself yet. Rosie picked up her books and quietly made her way over to the girl, sitting down across from her. "Hello," she started, "I figured you probably didn't wanna be greeted but... I'd figure I'd try. Hi, I'm Rosie, Hufflepuff house." She introduced, smiling at her again before opening her books once again as if she never said anything.

Of course, Rosie would eventually appreciate a response. But this was the study hall after all, she came here to research her stuff. However, a study buddy never hurt anyone, right? Rosie wanted to get around to meeting people anyway, why not in the form of learning? She took notes as she read about the History of Magic, humming softly under her breath. She loved reading. Yes, were the books boring at some points? Very. But Rosie loved them regardless, besides, if they bored her, they provided her with a nice little nap to calm her nerves from the day. Go her! Anyways, Rosie kept reading.

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Kreszentia flinched when the other studying student sat across from her. She knew she probably should have expected this anyway, most others would prefer a distraction instead of studying. It was just the nature of children. Alas, as much as she wanted to just get up and move away, much farther away, she kinda felt the social obligation to respond to Rosie weighing on her. She hated doing this, but it hadn't gone wrong for her yet.
Krez sat in silence for a little while as Rosie went back to her books so very casually. It made the pressure for her to say something even stronger, and she tugged at the edge of her scarf nervously. Still looking down at her own book, she cleared her throat and gave her usual introduction. "Kreszentia." She would state, this time trying a little harder to smooth out her harsh accent. To no avail, unfortunately. Her efforts instead made her sound weak and strained just giving a simple greeting, making her face flush in embarrassment almost instantly. She wished she hadn't done that. Now this girl probably thought she was some kind of weenie, sounding frightened in such a way.

She just kept thinking about how dumb she sounded during the silence and eventually, she faceplanted in the textbook, defeated by her own name. What a shame.

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Rosie glanced up at the girl when she spoke, a little taken off guard. She was so quiet she didn't know when she was going to speak! Rosie turned back to... Kreszentia. She'd have to call her Krez. Kreszentia was too much. She offered a reassuring smile and looked up from her books. "Nice to meet you." Rosie replied, then turned back down to her books once more.

Rosie glanced back up again when Krez faceplanted in her book, she rose an eyebrow and let out a small giggle. She tapped her head with her finger, "You okay?" Rosie asked, smiling down at the defeated looking girl beneath her. "I didn't mean to potentially scare you or anything, I'm sorry." She chuckled nervously, sitting back in her seat. Rosie picked up her book again and scanned over the words, letting Krez take her time to respond. Just because Rosie talked a lot, didn't mean she made other people talk a lot too! That was called.. 'disrespect', and Rosie was not about that! If she made something or someone uncomfortable she'd probably over think it for the rest of her days. Was it healthy? Probably not. Rosie was underweight but SHE didn't complain about that being unhealthy so why would she complain about overthinking?

That in itself, is probably unhealthy.

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Rosie at least didn't make fun of her for her mistake, which was nice, but the giggling and the poking didn't exactly make Krez feel any better. After the Hufflepuff girl so kindly apologized for something she didn't really do, Krez sat back up, though still kinda slouched in her chair. Rosie had already gone back to reading her book pretty fast, throwing her off a little as to if she should reply or not. Krez didn't really enjoy making eye contact, sure, but now that she lacked it she felt more vulnerable than she would with it.

It took a little more time for her to answer this time too, as she sort of struggled with whether or not she should correct her or just remain quiet. Or just be a normal person and try to make conversation with her. "I am...not scared. I-Its okay." Krez finally replied, sounding less squeaky and nervous as she just let her voice be gruff with an accent again. Even so, she still partially stumbled over her words and sounded at least a little unsure, so she hadn't made a full recovery.
Krez glanced down at her book, wanting to go back to studying, but now she found that she was more focused on Rosie. She had made a fool of herself in front of her, but her expectation to be teased wasn't met, and it left her curious but thankful. Krez fidgeted with the corner of the page she was on, casting occasional but quick looks to her acquaintance ever so often as she awaited another response.

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Rosie didn't go back to her book this time. Krez reminded her of Marissa, quiet and reserved. So Rosie had to be patient, and she wasn't against that. She rested her hands on her book and leaned down a bit, offering a warm smile. "That's good," she said, resting her chin on her palm, lowkey studying her for a second. She was indeed shy, that was for sure. Rosie leaned back a bit and kept her smile on, trying to be reassuring. "What house are you in? If you don't mind me asking. I feel like it's a common question I end up asking or being asked." She explained, shrugging.

Rosie took her time when she switched from topic to topic. Not slow, like she was making fun of her, but patiently. Rosie knew she talked too much sometimes, and that could potentially overwhelm or scare someone. And that's not Rosie was here for! She folded her arms and rested her chin down on them, now signaling to Krez that she had her full attention! That was, until they weren't talking anymore, so that is why Rosie kept the book open. Her face was relaxed, as an attempt to not freak Krez out when it was her turn to respond.

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"Gryffindor." She was happy she finally got the name of her house memorized. Everyone seemed pretty intent on knowing each others house and all, even taking it so far as to mention it when introducing themselves to each other. Krez was never gonna understand why it was so important, but she was becoming more willing to roll with it now.
In fact, this girl seemed pretty okay with her, being so patient with her struggle with socialization and all. Maybe she could ask her? It would mean she made some form of effort to talk, which is more than she can say for a lot of her meetings with new people. Krez un-slouched some and held her hands together on top of her textbook page. "Vhy does it matter?" Though the question could be taken as a little aggressive, she tried to word it more inquisitively than irritatedly, cocking her head to the side just a smidge to emphasize the point.

She found that by this point she was getting increasingly more comfortable around Rosie rather quickly. No idea why, but perhaps it really had something to do with her behavior and posture. She was already so used to her classmates being really high energy or just as introverted as herself, so someone who could adjust themselves to a steadier pace was a breath of fresh air. She didn't trust her completely just yet, as they were still acquaintances, but she was starting to like the company more than before.

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Rosie smiled a bit and shrugged, leaning back in her chair. She was happy Krez was talking a little more, the tensity in the room seemed to disappear as the two girls seemingly got more comfortable with each other. "I dunno, it's just a question everyone asks eventually. I was just curious, is all." She let a playful grin creep onto her face as she sat back up. "Just seeing if you were willing to talk to me, you know? I guess this is a study room, but socialization is cool." She looked over at Krez again. "What are ya gonna study about?" She asked, tilting her head again.

She normally wasn't this curious about anyone, but Rosie like learning things about people! It's how people found things to talk about so they had at least something in common. It's not like Rosie had a mean face on. She had a small smile with her eyebrows raised to match. Her soft blue eyes weren't piercing, almost welcoming. On the occasion, Rosie would blow her hair out of her face so she could see what was in front of her. Rosie wasn't intimidating, that was for sure. That wasn't to say she was a pushover.

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She looked down at her transfiguration book, then picked it up and pointed at the title for her to see. She had nearly forgotten that she was here to study in the first place. "It is a...strange subject." She muttered, scrunching her nose up thinking about it. The muggle part of her didn't know how one could possibly change one thing into something else, but then again that same part of her agreed with the whole 'Its magic, who cares?' mentality. Absolutely absurd.  "It is also hard." She admitted, putting her book back down and glaring at the page she was on as if it was the book's fault.

It should have been an easy subject, she thought. Say your spell, wave your wand, and poof! You turn someone into a frog, right? But no, she had tried a couple things in the books she got a hold of and nothing happened. She couldn't for the life of her understand why. She was sure she did everything correctly, proper pronunciation, and a fairly accurate symbol in the air, but nope! Not even a spark, nor a surge of energy. Ridiculous! She couldn't hide how miffed her incapability to cast things made her.

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Rosie squinted at the title and then rolled her eyes. Transfiguration. Frustrating class. "It is super strange," she sighed, leaning back in her chair. Rosie didn't like most of her classes. It was... More of lack of motivation than dislike, honestly. Rosie had a few assignments left, and she'd do them! That's why she came to the Study Room. Rosie needed to find some kinda inspiration and motivation from somewhere.

She giggled at Krez glaring, resting her chin on her hand. "Don't blame the book! It just gives you knowledge." She tapped the side of her head. "Even if the books are difficult... And boring." Rosie sighed. "I think I like Herbology best, though. Transfiguration sounds hard and stressful, with all it's sub-categories? Sheesh." Rosie waved her hands, silently apologizing for talking too much.

It's not that Rosie didn't like homework. It was important, essential. But when she didn't get stuff she just got so frustrated. She supposed she couldn't get everything all the time but she wanted to breeze past academics! Learn thins quickly! However, unfortunately for dear old Rosie, she couldn't do that. She was slow, to be honest. Things clicked in her mind 2 minutes later than they should've.

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She didn't seem to mind Rosie talking at all, still having yet to comment on it any. Krez crossed her arms over her chest with a hard huff, kind of turning her nose up at the book though. She was glad at least someone agreed that it wasn't easy, as all she had really experienced was a bunch of other students just getting the hang of it no problem. It wasn't fair, but it wasn't their fault that she couldn't get it right first try. "Plants? Easy. Magics? Bah." She spat.
It wasn't like she had no magic experience, but coming from a home that was very lax with the usage of spells, on top of learning more muggle things than wizarding ways just so she didn't become dependent on it, gave her a bit of a late start. Some subjects she could handle, like astrology and especially history, but some things just gave her more strife than needed, like potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Both ironic in the fact that she sucked at them.

"You seem smart, at least." Krez eventually commented, looking a little less mad about how bad she was at learning spells. Maybe they could help each other. Not that she knew exactly what Rosie was studying, but it probably wasn't transfiguration, which was good enough!

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Rosie giggled again at Krez's expressions at the book, she found it endearing that she could be so expressive to just a book, and it was almost entertaining. Rosie rested her palms on her chin and tapped her fingers against her temples, waiting for Krez to speak once again after what it looked like she was having an internal angry monologue. After a moment, Rosie opened her mouth to speak once again, a playful grin on her face, "Magic can be super hard, but I like learning new things, easy or hard!" Rosie shrugged, spreading her hands. "Plants are cool too, I suppose."

Magic was a little hard for Rosie, she was always distracted by something, and of course, as all wizards knew: concentration was the MOST important aspect to master while casting any spell. Rosie would work on it, afterall, she wasn't expected to be perfect so quickly. But Rosie wanted to be! And maybe someday she could cast a spell without hurling a chair at someone on accident. Rosie internally cringed at the thought of hitting the professor on accident, that'd be an awkward story to tell her parents.

Rosie blushed, smiling. "Nah, I'm not all that smart. Thank you for the flattery though. I'm sure you're smart too!"