Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Afternoon

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine had nobody coming to see him this weekend. Therefore, he was not out and about, celebrating the finer points of family and proudly showing off the campus and explaining classes and avoiding awkward explanations about how the world worked.

But that didn't mean he wanted to be cooped up in his room, being bitter about this point.

So, instead, he had invaded the second floor common room and had put a sign in the doorway.

Parents-less Party!
You don't have family on the island? That's no reason to be without! Grab the person nearest you and come on in, they're your parent for the day!

You know you want to. There's juggling. And popcorn. And Valentine has the TV turned to a Stuffed Domicile marathon for lack of anything better to put on.

He hadn't grabbed a parent for himself or anything. But Very Important Men had to be at least a little choosy.

(Open, as common rooms tend to be-- parents or not. Come on in and celebrate freedom from the 'rents, or rebel because you are bitter about parents, or even show up if your parents do happen to be about!)

Comments

[gotenoughnerve.livejournal.com]

"What do you care?" Ginny said. Never let it be said she didn't commit to a role. "I'm not your mother. So clearly, it doesn't matter whose mother I am. Nobody's mother is half so brilliant as yours. Ungrateful, that's what you are."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka looked Ginny right in the eyes for a moment, and then dropped his gaze. "My mother's dead," he muttered.

[gotenoughnerve.livejournal.com]

"Oh," she said, very quietly. Her heart lurched. "I didn't realize. Bloody stupid, that's what I am. And rude to boot. Thought I was being clever. Sorry."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka shrugged. "No, it's okay," he said. "You didn't know. And it WAS pretty funny." He smiled at her. "Maybe someone else needs a mom?"

[gotenoughnerve.livejournal.com]

"I've also got experience in the Bratty Kid Sister range, should that be helpful," she said. "Just ask Ron."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"I've already got one of those, thanks," Sokka replied, grinning. "...Ron who?"

[gotenoughnerve.livejournal.com]

"Can never have too many," she beamed. "Ron Weasley. Hair this color and probably hanging around with a boy with glasses and a scar named Harry and a girl with loads of hair who's really smart named Hermione. I told him Mum and Dad were coming, really had him going for a bit, too. So I expect he'll be trying to pay me back sooner or later."