Never Wanna Be Alone [OPEN]

[jordan]

Jordan had found herself on the floor of the 6th floor, leaned up against the cold stone of the corridor wall. And so very alone. She seemed to be alone most of the time recently. And it wasn't something she enjoyed. Pulling pranks just didn't have to same sort of excitement when you were alone. It didn't mean as much. And her father was busy. Somewhere between work and love sick for this woman, Ras or something like that. And what was left was a very alone and very saddened Jordan. It had just recently come to her attention. When it did, she couldn't help the tears from falling.

She remembered being surrounded. But she was off, once more, with her boyfriend. Her best friend was no where to be seen. Her father just didn't have the time. And she would be damned if she had anything to do with the traitor she called a mother. And all that left was Jordan with tears in her eyes and black mascera and eyeliner running down her cheeks from the tears. She never wanted to be alone. But that's where the universe had left her. Jordan wasn't self-pitying. But it had all hit her so suddenly that it filled her with more emotion then she could handle. And she just couldn't do it anymore.

[daphnegreengrass]

Ahh, yes. It had been a good couple of years since Daphne had sat foot in the school of Hogwart's. Ever since her day's, it hadn't changed much. The ghost's were still making their way around the school vicariously, just like she had remembered. It was nice of the headmaster to allow her back into the school just to take a couple glances around. In fact, she could honestly say she had actually missed the place. All the familiar faces she had seen each and every day, loitering in the hallway between and after classes. She could even remember the laughs she had shared with Pansy, Draco, and the rest of the slytherin's down in the dungeons. And the random kisses she had once shared out on the grounds of Hogwarts. The memories had only seemed so fresh.

Making her way up the revolving stair-cases, butterfly's filled her stomach as she remembered all the good times she had in each and every class. Daphne wasn't much of a leader in no way. Actually, she was more of a follower then. Always following along in Pansy Parkinson's footsteps, and being pushed around like a rag doll. It was what she had known best. Even when she had confessed her liking's for Draco Malfoy. Pansy obviously didn't take to well to that. There she found herself locked in a small room on the fifth floor. Crying her eyes out for someone to help her. She wasn't one for small spaces.

Making it to the sixth floor, Daphne found herself standing in front of a young Slytherin girl who had been crying. Her make-up smeared from cheek to cheek as she sobbed heavily up against the wall. Dropping her bags, Daphne hurried over to the young girls side, placing her hand upon her shoulder in a friendly manor. This was one thing she had hated seeing a girl go through. It put her in mind set of when she was younger back in Hogwarts. The dreaded tears her 'friends' would put her through. And the embarrassment she had endured. The relationships between her and Gregory Goyle that had went sour, thanks to Pansy. "Are you alright?" She asked, tucking her hair behind one ear.

[jordan]

The sudden appearance of the blond made Jordan attempt to wipe the tear out of her eyes. But the smeared make up and raw red eye were to visible to hide. So she decided to let them be. The girl was Daphne Greengrass. Jordan recognized her vividly. She's always though that she was beautiful and that if anyone should've been the female of the little Slytherin group that had once existed it should've been Daphne and not pug-face Pansy Parkinson.
"No," she said it with a saddened, tearful laugh as she sniffled, "There's just...there's a lot going on in my life and I'm trying to handle it all. So far it's not turning out to well."
Jordan wasn't sure if she was completely prepared to share everything with this girl. Daphne was beautiful, yes. But that was all Jordan really knew about her. And many Slytherins, graduated or current, could be very deceiving. She didn't want to find herself on the end of a horrible joke and she would be damned if it was going to be her fault if she was there. Jordan decided waiting for Daphne's response would be the best judge of character and how much the young blond was willing to share.

[daphnegreengrass]

All of the stairs had finally stopped revolving as soon as she stood still. The young girl that stood before her reminded her of her younger self just a couple of years ago. Always finding herself crying in dark hallway's or places no one would have even imagined finding her. Of course, being in a school filled with as much estrogen and testosterone wasn't the best either. It always found it's own way to stir up drama and heartache. Fight's were possible as well. You just had to find a good place to start them without getting in to trouble by the headmaster. But Daphne always found her way out of them. Being a part of the 'in-crowd' had its downs.

Placing her thumb under the young slytherin's eyes, Daphne wiped away most of the access make-up and tears. At least she had the comfort that Daphne didn't. It seemed no one came to her aide to often. Not even Draco Malfoy. Even though he had promised her happiness, and protection. That was slaughtered. He was always buried under Pansy's left wing. With on of her friendliest smiles, Daphne brushed the hair from the girls face. "I know we may not know each other all that well, but I have some sort of an idea on why you might be crying." Yes, every girl had their down days with boys. It was a given. And friends? Well, you might as well just have considered yourself all on your own as soon as it was all done and over with.

Taking a seat next to the girl, she laid her head back on the cold, hard wall. Her lucious pink lip's pushed back into a smile as she let off a small chuckle. "Goodness, I hope you don't think of me as some sort of creep just coming out of nowhere to your aide." Placing her hand on her own knew, Daphne looked over to her. "I'm Daphne Greengrass." Being as kind hearted as she was, she decided to stick around with the girl. Possibly help her out as much as she could with her problems. Somewhat like a friend, even though Daphne was a bit older than the girl, but who didn't need a shoulder to lean on.

[jordan]

"I remember you. You were always with Pansy Parkinson and her flock of brainless. Who you were to good for by the way," Jordan chuckled, leaning her head on the blond's shoulder out of comfort. She seemed like she was genuine. And that's what Jordan really needed right now. A genuine person to just listen.

"My dad is...well, he' a teacher here. And it's a little difficult. 'Cause he's got this new girl, closer to my age than his in fact, and I'm just so used to always having my dad that it's weird to not get to see him as much as I want," she took a deep shaky breath, trying to keep the tears at bay until she'd finished her explanation, "I'm off-again with my boyfriend. Which really doesn't matter in the least bit because I hardly like him. And I'm pretty much in love with my best friend, who's no where to be seen. And on top of that I just..." she couldn't hold the next batch of tears back any longer and they came pouring down in a torrent, "I don't know what do. And I don't know who I am anymore. And it's this ea of confusion and anger and extreme sadness."
It had all just come tumbling out. Everything that seemed wrong in her life came pouring from Jordan's lip as she tried so hard to maintain her cool collected exterior. Jordan David-Wakes never cried. She didn't miss her dad. And she by far knew who she was. At least that's what she tried to portray. In reality, she was a scared little girl with no idea what to do or who to be. And the person she wanted most right now was her daddy/

[daphnegreengrass]

Listening to the young blond talk about seeing her hanging around with Pansy sounded just right. That was all she had ever did. With a small chuckle, she let off a small sigh and turned to her. "Yeah. I was a little too smart for any of them. That's only because I kept to myself..." Patting her on the knee softly, Daphne gave her one of her assuring looks. One that had always lifted her own spirits when she had been down and out. "Now look at Pansy. She has no job, and I'm sure she is still chasing Draco around or someone from the Slytherin house. It's just how she is, I guess. And always trying to control my life." Shaking her head repeatedly, she decided to throw herself off of that topic. Pansy always ruined her life.

As she carried on, Daphne heard her speak of her father. Wide eyed, she tilted her head a little, resting her cheek upon her palm. Like usual, she knew exactly who he was. Even since her job at the Ministry, it seemed like she had known everyone and their brothers. It was a part of the job. "I can see where your coming from. I have heard of your father, just never had the chance to meet him." Hearing about how he had a girlfriend around Jordan's age, somewhat sickened her. Even she wouldn't want her father seeing someone around her age, if not only a few years older. It was just odd, and uncomfortable. "Might I know his, girlfriend?" She hated to ask, but never had she seen him with anyone. Maybe she was just to buried up in papers when he would come in.

All of a sudden, the boyfriend thing spilled. Like usual, it was a slytherin boy. Go figure. They had always found a way to seduce girls and then toss them to the side. It seemed like it pulsed through their veins. Nothing in the school had ever seemed to change. "If you like this best friend of yours, then go for him. This Slytherin boy obviously doesn't seem like the best choice for you out of all honesty. I have gone through that before with Greggory Goyle, and Draco. And I swore I would never put myself through that ever again." Shaking her head, the memories began to swarm her mind about her and Goyle. They happened to be so close, but one screw up with Pansy and that was all ruined. There wasn't much of a difference with her and Draco either. No matter how much she loved someone, they were always ripped from her.

Placing her head face down in her palms, Daphne began to tear up a little. Why did she have to do this now? It wasn't like she had meant to do it anyway. After these past few year's, sge had felt like she held in too much. "You remember Goyle, I'm sure. Always around me, telling me he was in love with me and wanted no one else. But when Pansy came around, it was a whole different story with that brute! Oh, 'I never liked her anyway Pansy. She's not as stealthy and sly as you are.'" There she found herself quoting Goyle. The hurtful words he had told Pansy, just so he could get her to choose him. [b]"Made me feel like I couldn't compare to her."

[/b][/color] Biting her lower lip, she patted Jordan's knee again as if to say she was sorry for bringing this all onto her. She just didn't want to see her get hurt like she had.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[jordan]

"Grant just...when we're together he makes me feel like a princess. And I mean...it's not like my best friend is gonna want me back. He's my best friend, right? So I mean, Grant is fine. It's hard. It's difficult. And he kinda makes me wanna scratch my eyes out on occasion. But he's not all bad," Jordan knew that she was just making excuses. That it was more so that she was scared to be alone. That being alone meant time with her own thoughts. And those were becoming darker everyday.

"I haven't met her yet. She's some ex-Slytherin blond he met in Hogsmeade. I mean, they're both adult so they can make their own decisions. I just...I always wanted him to be with Gwen. Someone I connected to. I just...I don't like the idea of him being with a woman who' still trying to find who she is. Everyone between thirteen and like thirty are still trying to figure out who they are.

Then came Daphne's confession. Of Goyle and the way that he had treated her just to get to Pansy. Little pug-faced backstabber. "I'm thankful that comparison has never come up in my relationship. And it's sad that it did in yours. If that's the way he treated you her never deserved you in the first place." Jordan gave a light chuckle, "You wanna go out with my dad? You seem like a fun enjoyable person and around his age range." Jordan let out a howl of laughter at her joke. It was a bad one. Uncalled for and definitely not needed. But she couldn't help it. Her dad had always taught her that if you want to make light of a situation to joke abut it. No matter how horrible it seemed. "Daphne, I know I'm just a 4th year you met in the hallway randmly. But if you ever need to just get more of that agression from school out, I'm here. It's pretty likely that I'll understand." she was trying to escape talking about herself and Jordan knew it. She wanted to distract it onto Daphne. She didn't want to talk about Grant or her father. She didn't want to be sad and hurt anymore. And the easiest way seemed to just ignore it and offer help to someone else.