Why do I have to Dale with this? PV Dale Closed

Dale was tired of doing his potions homework. he had been working on it for hours, it was all a mix herbs he had never heard about and body parts from strange creatures he, again, had never heard of. On top of that, he understood nothing they learned in potions class that week, and to add to the stress, exams were coming up, with all of this combined he felt like he was going to get grey hairs at the age of 11. But he only had about 20 questions left on the sheet, he needed to de-stress before he finished the last of his worksheet. The problem was despite being there for quite a while, Dale had no friends at all at Hogwarts. So it surprised him when a girl from the table he was working at whispered to him "psst", "What are you working on?".

At first, he was very nervous but he said to himself "This might be the way only chance to make a friend ". So he gathered up all of his courage and timidly whispered back "I-im working on potions homework, what are you working on?" He looked down back into his textbook pretending to read waiting for a response but not expecting one.

He replied after a moment, which Anastasia took as a good sign. "Astronomy, which in my personal opinion is just designed because Professor Barclay wishes to torture us," she whispered back, grinning when she finished so that the boy knew she was joking. "I'm Ana, by the way. What's your name?" 

As she waited for the boy's name, she made mental notes on him, trying to ascertain whether he was a potential friend, enemy, or minion. She would seriously prefer the first to either of the latter. She had plenty of enemies and she could find minions anywhere. What she actually needed more of was friends. They didn't need to stay up later braiding each other's hair or whatever it was Muggles did with their "besties", but it would be nice to have someone to talk to.  

The boy had messy brown hair and a green Slytherin scarf. He seemed like he was on the quieter side, but that may have just been because they were in the library. If she had had to guess, she could have said he was a Muggleborn or at least a Halfblood who had grown up in the Muggle world, just based on the fact that he didn't seem completely comfortable in the massive, magical library. She supposed she would wait and see. 

Her reply brought relieve to Dale, and a bit of laughter, although he tried to keep it to a quiet since they were in a library after all "I feel like I'm rotting away in that class, and I like astronomy." he whispered, his grin reflecting her own. "I can try to help you if you need."

He took note of her name, he never was good at names but this one was easy, Ana, she looked rather friendly and going by the way she looked he guessed she was a pure-bred. She was one of the first few people to talk to Dale, he tended to blend into the background, so people tended to ignore him. Not that he minded it, he liked to spend his time alone just reading his books or doing his homework. The only reason he ventured to the library was because his dorm became a bit too stuffy for him.

Looking at Ana again Dale saw she had pretty straight brown hair and an orange scarf, in fact looking at look her made his heart skip a beat, which he assumed was caused by nervousness and not something else. He hoped they could be friends

The boy certainly seemed to be on the more quiet side, although that may have just been because they had only just met. He seemed alright though, and at least not an enemy. Not yet at least. She did wonder a bit as to how he was sorted into Slytherin. At the moment, he really struck her as more of a Ravenclaw, but who really knew how somebody ended up in their house. Other than the ruddy Sorting Hat... Anastasia wasn't furious about her placement anymore (although her parents certainly were), but she was still a bit confused as to why she'd been placed there. Sure, she felt like it fit her now, but it certainly hadn't felt that way at first. 

"That's alright, I really ought to stop writing, since I only needed a foot of parchment and I have three," Ana laughed. She tended to be an overachiever and she wasn't the best at accepting help, or even admitting she needed it. Full of pent up energy, she began to tap a finger against her quill. "What do you like about astronomy? I've never quite understood it all the way. Personally, I'm far more partial to Charms or Defense Against the Dark Arts." 

Ana seemed more on the outgoing side, after all, she approached him, the orange scarf also suggested she was outgoing. He tended to try to stay away from Gryffindors, the ones he ran into where loud pretty and annoying, but Ana seemed very calm and more like a Slytherin then he did. Every time he thinks about sorting day he always wishes he go back and beg the hat to be put in another house. He doesn't really fit in with his fellow Slytherin, they all oozed charisma and natural talent for pretty much everything. But it's too late now, no going back, no fixing mistakes.

"I love astronomy, it might be the one subject I am actually good at, my mother used to take me to star gazing and she made sure I knew about astronomy." his mother always taught him about the stars, how they were born, how they were so big, and how they died. "I can't really understand Charms or Defense Against the Dark Arts, I always have trouble with most things to do with magic, but I really do want to improve. Uhh, maybe you can help me? and uhh also my name is Dale, Dale Kurt."

Anastasia listened intently as the boy spoke about his mother and their stargazing together. She couldn't even picture her own mother doing something like that with her. Athena Beckett was very indoorsy, and anyway, she valued her beauty sleep far more than she would value some silly stargazing with her daughter. Ana had been raised more by nannies and dance teachers than her mother, and she hadn't thought much of it until she had gotten to Hogwarts. Suddenly, her governesses and tutors didn't seem so normal and she had come on the verge of wishing her own parents had spent more time with her. Sure, they were busy doing whatever it was rich, important purebloods did, but Ana could remember several instances where she would go weeks without seeing her parents. 

She snapped back to the present, focusing on the dark-haired boy in front of her. "It's lovely to meet you, Dale," Anastasia said, smiling brightly. She was glad she had made the effort to come over and speak to him. Despite his quiet demeanor, he seemed perfectly amicable so far. "And I'd be more than happy to help with charms or Defence against the dark arts if you wanted."

[quote]Dale was trying to stay calm, he was very happy, this was the longest he had talked to someone all year. He tried to keep it contained but a few smiles slipped here and there while he was talking he hoped she wasn't judging him. Most of the kids he tried to talk to at his elementary school got bored when talking to him, Ana seemed to listen intently when he was talking. She seemed to genuinely care about how his mother would take him stargazing.

"Oh, thank you so much, I'm really bad a Defence Against the Dark Arts " His Defence Against the Dark Arts homework was to identify what was a Dark Art and what was not, he had taken ample notes but was still struggling. He tried very hard in both his DADA and Charms class, but he just wasn't very good at magic, He is better at mortal subjects, like astronomy and chemistry. It seemed like everyone else had done there own studying before even getting into the class. But Ana made it very easy to understand, he had no idea how she was able to understand it all. "Thank you so much for your help!"Dale said very excitedly "I feel like I finally understand the lesson for once!" Dale soon calmed down, realizing he had been too worked up, "Um, ah, sorry about that got a bit too excited" Dale let out a small chuckle and an awkward laugh. It reminded him of how his dad would help him, and tutor him. The thought made him a bit homesick, but he pushed those thoughts out of his head.

Dale realized most of there conversation had been about him, his family, his homework, he knew very little about the girl except her name was Ana. "So, umm, what about your family, where do you come from?"