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[jory_elecott]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'The Minister is Elected' / Sunday, November 6th / 9:20 PM
Location: Ravenclaw Common Room
Open To: Brenden
Currently Involving: Jory

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[brenden_elliot]

Brenden sighed. Really, it was rather early to be trying to sleep. It didn't help anything that he wasn't tired. He had come up and lain down, hoping to sleep, for no reason. He'd tossed and turned for twenty minutes now, and nothing had come of it. So, he threw back his quilts, and marched downstairs.

Funny, the common room wasn't all that full. He looked around, trying to find someone to talk to. Jory! He'd work perfectly! He seemed to need to someone to occupy his time. Walking over he waved. "Oi! Jory! What's up mate?"

[jory_elecott]

Jory looked up drowsily, nodding toward Brenden. "Hi Brenden," he said through another yawn. It was true, the common room wasn't full at all; those that were around seemed to be working, and the room was quiet. "Um, nothing," Jory replied with a small smile, glancing down at the parchment in his lap. "Just trying to force myself to do homework, really."

He moved over a little in case Brenden wanted to sit. "How're things?"

[brenden_elliot]

Brenden nodded. "Ahhh, Homework. Work of the devil, that stuff is." Of course, it wasn't really. He loved it really, and enjoyed doing it. Most of the time. But, none the less, he laughed and winked at Jory, who seemed to not have quite the passion for homework as he did.

He sat down when Jory moved over and sighed. "Not much of anything, really. Same as always. Lessons, quidditch, you know, the usual."

[jory_elecott]

Jory, who indeed had absolutely no passion for homework (nor did he have anything that even approached a synonymical definition of passion for homework), chuckled at Brenden's comment. More than that, he did have somewhat of an idea that Brenden didn't share his thoughts as far as homework went, and was amused that he would make the comment for Jory's benefit to begin with.

"Hmm, quidditch," Jory murmured, his monotonous tone of voice at odds with the purely elated expression that came onto his face at the mention of the sport. There was a subject someone could have passion for, so to speak. "Is Emmy keeping you lot, um..." A grin crept onto his face. "Busy, then?" he finished.

[brenden_elliot]

Brenden nodded. "Yeah, Emmy is a great captain. Keeping us on our toes and the like. I'd say we have a great shot at it this term. The cup, it shall be ours!" He laughed and winked at Jory. Really, they did have a really good chance at the cup this term. The team worked well together, and practise went smoothly.

"What about you, yeah? Anything new or exciting going on?"

[jory_elecott]

New or exciting. Jory laughed softly, as though the idea of anything in his life falling under the heading of 'new' or 'exciting' was absurd. Still, he gave the question some thought. "Not for me, no," he answered apologetically; of course, it wasn't his fault that his life wasn't interesting, but he was sorry all the same. "Unless you consider turning seventeen new or exciting, perhaps. I don't know that I would." He smiled faintly.

"But there's a field trip this week, yeah?" he asked, furrowing his brow thoughtfully. "Are you going?"

[brenden_elliot]

Brenden smiled. "O'cor turning seventeen is exciting. You're legal now, mate! Magic outside of school walls and all that. Apparating! If that isn't exciting, I don't know what is." He laughed and leaned back, yawning a bit.

"Yeah, I'm going. Not anything big though, is it? Just a tour of the ministry is all." Oh, but it was big. At least to him. Emmy would be there too.