Don't Judge A Person By Their House (Chapter 3/?)
Media: Fic
Title: Don't Judge A Person By Their House
Rating: T
Pairings: Wendell/Vincent, Sweets/Daisy, Zack/Brennan
Fandoms: Bones/Harry Potter
Summary: Vincent, a Ravenclaw, gets stuck with Wendell, a Gryffindor, for a DADA project. Vincent doesn't like it.
The next morning, Vincent was freaking out about his study session with Wendell. Zack, on the other hand, was too caught up about the fact he actually talked to Brennan, and how he was going to talk to her again to even notice Vincent's freak-out.
Vincent got to the library at 8:30, half an hour earlier than he was supposed to meet Wendell. He took the time he had finding books on the subject they had been given for the project (Animagi).
Wendell, in contrast to Vincent, was half an hour late. "Vincent, I'm so sorry!" he yelled as he ran into the library, earning a glare from the librarian, Ms. Julian. He gave her a smile, and a soft "sorry, Miss" and her glare faded quickly. "I'm sorry; I had Quidditch practice this morning and completely forgot that I did when we made the plans."
"It's okay," Vincent wondered how one could forget about Quidditch practice while standing in the middle of a Quidditch pitch, but he pushed it to the back of his mind.
Wendell stared nervously and unblinkingly at the stack of books on the table. "Oh, um, wow, there are a lot of books there. I never knew there were so many books on Animagi."
"Well, here we are. I think I got them all." he looked over the shelf once again, then grabbed another book and placed it with the others. "Now I've got them all. Okay, shall we get started?"
Wendell pulled out the chair opposite from Vincent and sat down. He grabbed the book from the top of the pile and started flicking through it.
After a few minutes, Vincent spoke again. "Did you know that if an Animagus undergoes a major physical change, like if they lose a finger or a toe, their animal form will also reflect that?" Vincent said, not looking up from the book.
"No, didn't know that." Wendell took a moment to wonder whether the fact was Vincent's nerves, or maybe just he wanted to tell him the interesting fact. It had to be from the book, he concluded, they were just sitting, reading in a library. What was there to be nervous about?
"So, Wendell, have you found anything interesting, then?" Vincent asked, breaking Wendell from his thoughts.
"Oh, yeah. Did you know that Animagi have to be registered at the Ministry of Magic, otherwise it's illegal, but there's still many unregistered Animagi?" Wendell said, just reading the first thing he saw on the first page of the book.
"Yes, I did."
"Well, you know… it's my first time reading this stuff, and I'm a Muggleborn, so…"
"Both my parents work at the Ministry, so I know a bit about these things," Vincent hoped that it made him feel a bit better about not knowing about Animagi Registration.
"Oh, that's cool." Wendell felt a bit awkward. He was never very good at making conversation with non-Quidditch obsessed people. He had no idea what to talk to them about.
"So, you got a girlfriend?" Wendell asked the first question that came to his head, but regretted it the second he said it.
"Nope." Vincent wrote down a few notes from the book he was holding, then placed it aside and picked up another, and immediately started reading through it.
"Boyfriend?" Vincent started looking at his book even more intently than he was before. "No, do you?" he asked the question, even though he knew the answer very well.
"Ha ha, no, I have a girlfriend though. Angela. She's in Hufflepuff, the year above us."
"Don't know her," Vincent tried not to look suspicious like he knew these things already. His face was incredibly close to the book he was reading, trying to cover up his facial expression. He was terrible at lying, or even just stretching the truth. When he was younger, he'd get in trouble for all kinds of things because he'd try and say he didn't do it, like when he threw his older sister's toy Golden Snitch at her, but missed by a long shot and accidently hit his mum and when she asked who threw it, he said his sister did, but his mum immediately saw through it.
"Vincent? Having a bit of trouble reading there, huh?" Wendell said, nearly laughing, but holding it in. He was acting very strangely. Well, stranger than usual.
"Um, yeah. I think I need to get glasses."
That was silly, he thought, I have spectacular vision.
He tried focusing on the words in the book, and not Wendell or his embarrassment or anything else. He took down some more notes and peered up from the book, looking to see if Wendell was looking at him. He wasn't, so Vincent lowered the book and continued taking notes as usual.
After about two hours, they got through all the books, Vincent had taken the majority of notes, but Wendell had done a fair share.
"That was fun," Wendell said as they left the library, stretching his arms. He never knew studying could be so tiring.
"Sure was," Vincent said sarcastically. He still felt a bit awkward, but probably because Wendell wasn't one of the people he was around usually. Though, he seemed like a nice guy and not at all an idiot.
"Well, I'll see you in DADA tomorrow, I guess?" Wendell said, as they reached the hallway that split into two corridors, one leading to Gryffindor Tower, and the other to Ravenclaw Tower. Really, Vincent could've left a while ago and made his trip to the common room much quicker.
"Yeah, I will." Vincent said, smiling. Wendell smiled back and walked away, then stopped and turned around and waved. Vincent waved as well and walked the other way to the Ravenclaw Tower.
Maybe, he thought as he walked away, some Gryffindors aren't reckless idiots?
Wendell frowned as he made his way up the stairs to Gryffindor Tower. "Wait, isn't Ravenclaw Tower over the other way?" He shrugged it off and made his way into the common room to find Booth and Cam.
Title: Don't Judge A Person By Their House
Rating: T
Pairings: Wendell/Vincent, Sweets/Daisy, Zack/Brennan
Fandoms: Bones/Harry Potter
Summary: Vincent, a Ravenclaw, gets stuck with Wendell, a Gryffindor, for a DADA project. Vincent doesn't like it.
The next morning, Vincent was freaking out about his study session with Wendell. Zack, on the other hand, was too caught up about the fact he actually talked to Brennan, and how he was going to talk to her again to even notice Vincent's freak-out.
Vincent got to the library at 8:30, half an hour earlier than he was supposed to meet Wendell. He took the time he had finding books on the subject they had been given for the project (Animagi).
Wendell, in contrast to Vincent, was half an hour late. "Vincent, I'm so sorry!" he yelled as he ran into the library, earning a glare from the librarian, Ms. Julian. He gave her a smile, and a soft "sorry, Miss" and her glare faded quickly. "I'm sorry; I had Quidditch practice this morning and completely forgot that I did when we made the plans."
"It's okay," Vincent wondered how one could forget about Quidditch practice while standing in the middle of a Quidditch pitch, but he pushed it to the back of his mind.
Wendell stared nervously and unblinkingly at the stack of books on the table. "Oh, um, wow, there are a lot of books there. I never knew there were so many books on Animagi."
"Well, here we are. I think I got them all." he looked over the shelf once again, then grabbed another book and placed it with the others. "Now I've got them all. Okay, shall we get started?"
Wendell pulled out the chair opposite from Vincent and sat down. He grabbed the book from the top of the pile and started flicking through it.
After a few minutes, Vincent spoke again. "Did you know that if an Animagus undergoes a major physical change, like if they lose a finger or a toe, their animal form will also reflect that?" Vincent said, not looking up from the book.
"No, didn't know that." Wendell took a moment to wonder whether the fact was Vincent's nerves, or maybe just he wanted to tell him the interesting fact. It had to be from the book, he concluded, they were just sitting, reading in a library. What was there to be nervous about?
"So, Wendell, have you found anything interesting, then?" Vincent asked, breaking Wendell from his thoughts.
"Oh, yeah. Did you know that Animagi have to be registered at the Ministry of Magic, otherwise it's illegal, but there's still many unregistered Animagi?" Wendell said, just reading the first thing he saw on the first page of the book.
"Yes, I did."
"Well, you know… it's my first time reading this stuff, and I'm a Muggleborn, so…"
"Both my parents work at the Ministry, so I know a bit about these things," Vincent hoped that it made him feel a bit better about not knowing about Animagi Registration.
"Oh, that's cool." Wendell felt a bit awkward. He was never very good at making conversation with non-Quidditch obsessed people. He had no idea what to talk to them about.
"So, you got a girlfriend?" Wendell asked the first question that came to his head, but regretted it the second he said it.
"Nope." Vincent wrote down a few notes from the book he was holding, then placed it aside and picked up another, and immediately started reading through it.
"Boyfriend?" Vincent started looking at his book even more intently than he was before. "No, do you?" he asked the question, even though he knew the answer very well.
"Ha ha, no, I have a girlfriend though. Angela. She's in Hufflepuff, the year above us."
"Don't know her," Vincent tried not to look suspicious like he knew these things already. His face was incredibly close to the book he was reading, trying to cover up his facial expression. He was terrible at lying, or even just stretching the truth. When he was younger, he'd get in trouble for all kinds of things because he'd try and say he didn't do it, like when he threw his older sister's toy Golden Snitch at her, but missed by a long shot and accidently hit his mum and when she asked who threw it, he said his sister did, but his mum immediately saw through it.
"Vincent? Having a bit of trouble reading there, huh?" Wendell said, nearly laughing, but holding it in. He was acting very strangely. Well, stranger than usual.
"Um, yeah. I think I need to get glasses."
That was silly, he thought, I have spectacular vision.
He tried focusing on the words in the book, and not Wendell or his embarrassment or anything else. He took down some more notes and peered up from the book, looking to see if Wendell was looking at him. He wasn't, so Vincent lowered the book and continued taking notes as usual.
After about two hours, they got through all the books, Vincent had taken the majority of notes, but Wendell had done a fair share.
"That was fun," Wendell said as they left the library, stretching his arms. He never knew studying could be so tiring.
"Sure was," Vincent said sarcastically. He still felt a bit awkward, but probably because Wendell wasn't one of the people he was around usually. Though, he seemed like a nice guy and not at all an idiot.
"Well, I'll see you in DADA tomorrow, I guess?" Wendell said, as they reached the hallway that split into two corridors, one leading to Gryffindor Tower, and the other to Ravenclaw Tower. Really, Vincent could've left a while ago and made his trip to the common room much quicker.
"Yeah, I will." Vincent said, smiling. Wendell smiled back and walked away, then stopped and turned around and waved. Vincent waved as well and walked the other way to the Ravenclaw Tower.
Maybe, he thought as he walked away, some Gryffindors aren't reckless idiots?
Wendell frowned as he made his way up the stairs to Gryffindor Tower. "Wait, isn't Ravenclaw Tower over the other way?" He shrugged it off and made his way into the common room to find Booth and Cam.