Open RP: Pudding-tastic

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Okay! Utena had been sorted into Gryffindor by a big anthropomorphic hat, after talking to a green alien who looked pretty in pink. And being told that she could hang out with a talking fish. Weirdly, she wasn't particularly bothered or weirded out by any of this. No, she was a girl on a mission right now. The big hat had said she could stay if she made it chocolate pudding, and so chocolate pudding she would make.

...The only problem was, she had no idea where to find pudding mix, or milk, or bowls, or... well, the kitchen for that matter.

She stepped out into the hall and looked in either direction, stretching her arms out, lips pursed as she thought. "Hmmmmm... better flip a coin or something." She fished in her jacket pockets, but couldn't find anything, not one red yen. In fact, she didn't really have anything on her, except the rose signet.

Sighing, she pulled it off her finger and tossed it up into the air, intending to take whichever direction it pointed in. She was more than a little surprised when it landed on its edge and began to roll! "Oh no!" she ran after the rolling little piece of silver, crying out. "Come back!"

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[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"I..." She pressed a hand to her eyes, shaking her head slightly. "I can't..." She was quiet for a moment, distressed, maybe even pained; then gave up with a deep sigh. "I don't know." A faint smile flickered across her face. "But um, my parents are dead, and these shorts aren't much good against the cold, so I don't think it's either of those..."

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Hey, are you alright?" Ron looks at her in concern. "You look like you have a headache. It might be from what also made you lose memories, you should go to the hospital wing."

The boy gives her a sympathetic look. "My best friend lost his folks, too. They're better now, but still, he was alone for a long time."

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"I'm okay," she replied quickly, holding up a hand. "It's just frustrating... not being able to remember important things, you know? I know there's a reason for this, and this ring, and all..." She trailed off, looking confused. "Did you say they're better now?"

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

Ron shrugs. "A bit. I mean, they're still dead, but they've come back. Time-travel, you know. James is Harry's age and doesn't know 'im, and Lily is twenty-two, so she last saw Harry as a chubby little tyke."

"It's real weird."

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Utena stared at Ron for a long, long moment, her eyes blank. "...His parents..." she said slowly, "...came back from the dead? Does... I mean... could my..."

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's only been this one case! A lot of people have come back when we thought they were dead, though. Dumbledore, Cedric (but he was a zombie), Sirius... those are just the people I know. There's this new girl in Slytherin who was dead. And I think I heard of a few others. But Harry is the only one whose parents came back."

He looks down. "Sorry."

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"So it's not too likely, huh?" She didn't actually seem that upset about it. She picked up her half-eaten pudding and resumed eating, pensive.

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"No, I wouldn't get your hopes up. I'm real, real sorry." The pudding is mostly finished, and Ron doesn't feel like eating. Well, he does, but he should at least take a five minute break out of respect, he thinks.

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

She shook her head. "It's okay... I... I don't know how I'd feel if they suddenly just showed up, anyway." Kicking her feet thoughtfully against the counter, she screwed up her face. "But if even dead people are coming back... you kind of have to wonder if anything is forever."

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Probably yelly," Ron provides. "And sad. Tell me, would you not feel just a little betrayed if your parents intentionally got themselves sorted in a House that wasn't yours?"

Ron tilts his head. "Yeah, History of Magic makes me wonder that, too. And the answer's yes."

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Intentionally? Yeah, I think I'd be pretty upset... Is that what happened to Harry? Geez, poor kid." She should give Harry pudding or something. It sounded like things were really rough for him.

She laughed at Ron's answer. "Oh, okay. I'm glad I know that, then."

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"I know! It wasn't fair." He wonders if he should tell Utena his suspicions, but keeps quiet. He doesn't know her well enough yet.

"Well, it might be more interesting now that Professor Slytherin is in charge of the class. Or terrifying. Terrifying can be interesting, right?"

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Ummm... I guess so, technically?" Finishing off her pudding, she licked the spoon and hopped down from the counter. "It sounds mostly boring to me, but history was never my strongest subject. Although it's better than math -- we won't have to take math, will we?" she added, wincing.

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

Ron leaves his bowl by the sink as a House Elf tentatively approaches to wash it. "We have Arithmancy. It's real hard, and no way I'm going to take it."