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[Jory Addison]

Jory looked blankly after Zilly for a few moments before pulling his bag over his head and standing to head after her. "Zilly, wait! What's going on? I said it was okay!" He had no reason to lie, had no reason to even stretch the truth. Of course, the longer they dwelled on the topic the worse it would get. Why was she so convinced that there was something wrong?

[Zilnafa]

She paused at his voice and let Jory catch up. Her chest was heaving with anger and the effort to hold in her tears. She wouldn't look at him because she was going to offend him again. And then he was going to lie to her again; her pride, useless ugly pride, wouldn't let her go through it again. She did not like it.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Zilnafa could hear her voice getting louder and shushed herself. "Okay means you'll hit me later because secretly you're pissed off and too drunk to think clearly." Zilnafa hear hear her rationalization fly out the door as her past came rushing into her head.

She clenched her teeth and cracked her knuckles feeling so angry she felt like she should hit someone. She took one, two, three deep breaths.

"Sorry." She mumbled. "Lack of sleep makes me testy."

[Jory Addison]

Jory pulled up an awkward hand and rested it lightly on Zilly's shoulder. "I'm not going to do something like that. I move on from things pretty quick," he said, "If I say it's okay, it's okay. Now, if I say it's fine, that's when you worry." He dropped his hand and shrugged as it joined the other in front of him to play with his rings.

[Zilnafa]

She felt the fight go out of her. He was incredibly understanding. She sighed; her nostrils flared.

"I'm sorry." She sighed. "I'm a sleep-deprived emotionally unstable Slytherin." She said then added as a sarcastic joke, "Maybe you want to run now."

[Jory Addison]

"It's okay," Jory said again. "You could go sleep, we could meet up some other time." Maybe that would give Zilly time to think things over and sort things out. Maybe then they could actually move away from the mess-up and move on to talk about other things. He didn't mind at all talking about his past or anything, if that was what she wanted him to do.

[Zilnafa]

"I think that would be the solution to both problems. Nothing will change the Syltherin thing though." She shrugged. "Can I see you later then? Maybe some where not in the library?"

[Jory Addison]

Jory nodded, "You can send me an owl or something when you want to meet up, just tell me when and where to meet you." Since they weren't in the same house he figured that was the easiest way to get together. They weren't even in the same year, he didn't think, though he was horrible at guessing ages.

[Zilnafa]

"Yeah. Thanks I'll let you know." She smiled exhausted.

She patted his shoulder and turned, feeling triedness weighing in her all of her limbs. Jory, she decided, was an extremely nice understanding person and she was glad to just have spent an hour and half with her.

[Jory Addison]

Jory watched Zilly leave, tilting his head after her as though trying to figure something out. Then he shrugged and told himself not to worry about whatever it was, then turned back to doing whatever it was he had been doing before meeting up with Zilly.