Open, but would like to see some Great Gatsby characters? :)

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy had been wandering the castle since her tour with Professor Snape last week. It hadn't dawned on her that she had not seen dear Gatsby or Nick in almost two weeks and suddenly wondered where they were. It was a rather large school and it was easy to not see someone often. But even Gatsby would leave her to her own devices? It was very unlike

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[mid_west_egg]

(( Gatsby-mun is on holiday this week, but here's Nick for you <3 ))

Nick Carraway had been rather emo lately. Talking with his friend Claire had helped a little, but ultimately, Nick didn't derive much comfort from other people, even the most well-intentioned.

Gatsby. Daisy. Daisy and Gatsby. Whatever had gone on between the two of them now that Hogwarts had effected their reunion, Gatsby hadn't breathed a word of it to Nick. Nick felt sick at the stomach to think Gatsby might one day tell him. At the same time, the observer-narrator in him wanted to know.

Whatever had happened, Gatsby had absented himself from the room they shared in Hufflepuff -- Nick's room, where Gatsby had cheerfully made himself at home when they first arrived. Somewhere, somehow Gatsby had come into some more money (bootlegging? but no, Prohibition was over, and anyway this was Scotland), and he was using it to build a new mansion somewhere on the grounds. This much he'd told Nick. Presumably he was off overseeing the construction, feverishly driving the workers on, hoping to ready the place for his beloved.

Nick should have felt liberated. Instead he subsided into a deeper funk.

Out for a walk, forcing himself to get some sunshine, he caught sight of his cousin sunning herself on the lawn. It was the first time he'd seen her since -- well, since her Sorting, hadn't it been? And it'd be churlish not to stop and say hello. She looked like she was drowsing, but this was Daisy. He wouldn't be surprised if she were watching everything through slitted eyelids. He'd come in for some justified reproach if he snubbed her.

So he stopped and sat beside her. "Enjoying the weather?"

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy yawned daintily and flutters her eyelids. "Why, hello dear Nick," she mumbles and grins lazily. "This dreadful sun has led me away from my studies. How have you been, cousin?"

She doesn't stir from her position on the ground and keeps her eyes half-peeped open, squinted in the afternoon falling sun.

[mid_west_egg]

"I'm fine," he lied. It didn't much matter how he felt, and he was used to downplaying it. It ought to be hard to tell how he felt anyway -- he was a man, stoic, a soldier of the Great War; people far less self-absorbed than his cousin would have had a hard time telling. "What's this you say about studies?" The idea of Daisy studying ...

[daisy_inthesun]

"Lovely then!" She grins into the sun and tilts her head towards Nick. "My studies? Well, they're like all other studies I suppose. They're tedious and longwinded but, all for the greater good. This is my second chance, dear Nick. I shan't waste it on something other than the task at hand!"

She sits up fully, resting on the palms of her hands held flat to the ground behind her. "What's your favorite subject here? I find Charms to be marvelous."

[mid_west_egg]

Second chance at what, precisely? Nick stretched his legs out. "I haven't been to any classes." About to add that classes were offered very seldom, he stopped himself. There had been some classes offered since he arrived. He just hadn't felt like attending them. "If they had some literature or economics courses I'd certainly look into those," he said instead. "What is it about Charms that appeals to you?"

[daisy_inthesun]

"Charms are this amazing form of any magic you could ever need, cousin! They're the basics of any wizard, and well, they're extremely interesting. You should take some courses, Nick. Make your time useful here, don't ponder it away on the past, like I can see through your eyes, it's what you do often. You're so easy to read, dear."

She laughs and shakes her head, looking back down at her open book of Potions. "Everything is a tad more interesting here than it ever was at any party back in New York, now, isn't it?"

[mid_west_egg]

"I don't know about that, Daisy. I'm beginning to think this isn't the place for me," said Nick pensively. "I'm feeling ..." He searched for the word. "Attenuated, somehow. Thinner. As though turning sideways would make me invisible altogether."

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy nods solemnly and shrugs. "Somehow I understand, Nick. You seem a bit out of place. But invisible, dear? I don't quite follow that."