Pouring Rain(open)

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It was early morning and not many people were up but Jane was. She was standing in the empty corridor looking out the window. The sound of pouring rain rung in her ears as it ran down the window. She couldn't really see outside from all the rain. The sound of footsteps joined in with the pouring. Their was someone els in the corridor. It was...

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Dean kneaded his forehead with his knuckles, he had not had a good night's sleep in a very long time. So here he was, up before anyone else in Ravenclaw, now walking aimlessly through the corridors. Dean yawned, when he looked up from his feet he saw that one Hufflepuff girl all the rumours were about. The crazy one. He wanted to say something, but wasn't sure what, so he kind of stood there, perhaps she would start conversation first.

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Jane tuned her head toward him and glared at him. Why was he starring at her? A lot of people starred at her. Why did people stare at her so munch? "What do you want?" she asked rudely holding her glare.

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"N-Nothing," Dean stammered. "Just thought I'd... Oh, forget it." He stuck his hands deeply into his pockets. Dark circles were beneath his eyes. Curse insomnia, he probably had not slept more than two or three hours last night. Dean began to walk away slowly. His conscience was nagging him to turn back around and talk to the Crazy Hufflepuff, but at a loss for what to say, continued on.

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"That's it go away!" she yelled. "Your scared of me aren't you? Well then your a coward. That's what you are a coward." It seemed everyone walked or ran away from her. They were all the same. They were cowards.

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At this, Dean turned on his heel to face her. He frowned a bit, it seemed a bit rich of her to be calling him a coward. True, he wasn't "brave enough" for Gryffindor, and he didn't really have friends outside of Bradly and Cora, but he was no coward. "Why would I ever have reason to be scared of you?" asked Dean, bewildered.

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"Because you are" she hissed. "Everyone is because I'm different. Everyones scared of people who are different. Their scared of everything that's different." He didn't even know that she knew she was different. Did he? She knew all right. She even knew that she was a little crazy.

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"I'm not frightened," said Dean, not removing his frown. Perhaps he and the crazy Hufflepuff were more alike than even they realized. They were both out of the crowd, for reasons which, Dean had long forgotten. "I'm different too." Dean added after a pause. Nobody wanted to be friends with the boy that made everyone seem unintelligent, nobody bothered to converse with the boy that was never entirely there. He got teased frequently, his things taken from him, "accidentally" tripped in the hallways...

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She looked him sight in the eye. "Not like me" she said. "I'm crazy. Everyone stays away from me. No one wants anything to do with a crazy girl except for gossip." She hoped that he wouldn't leave but she didn't tell him that.

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"I don't think that you are," said Dean. She didn't act strangely, she was just oddly defensive. "You're not mad, you're just not the same as everyone else. The others just see that as insanity, they don't understand people... People like us." Dean added. He leaned against the wall. Dean didn't even know this girl's name, she was just known to him as the "crazy Hufflepuff." So far, she hadn't displayed any signs of being mentally crazed, she just wasn't the friendliest person in the world.

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Was she hearing right? Since when did anyone understand her or at least act like they did? She just starred at him but for the 1st time in years it wasn't an evil stare. It was a hopeful stare.

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The moment was starting to feel awkward, at least to Dean it did. He had never been that much of a social person, that was more of Cora's area of expertise. She had friends, and had already gone through several boyfriends. He had not had a girlfriend yet, not was he that interested. He was too consumed in his work, music, and art to go and try to get one. He doubted anyone was crushing on him anyways. "I'm Dean, by the way," said Dean.

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Jane continued starring. A thought occurred to her. What if he was lying? What if this was all a big joke and he was just going to tease her about it later? It was and she knew it. "Go away" she yelled in a harsh voice. "I know what your doing."

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Dean looked at her, confused. Perhaps the Hufflepuff girl was actually crazy. He had thought that he had finally gotten through to her. Was she some sort of paranoid schizophrenic? "What am I doing?" said Dean, eyebrows raised. "If I was doing anything but talking to you I'd like to know," He wasn't going anywhere, at least not until the girl had explained herself. Gosh, girls were so confusing, you tried to be nice to them, and they always took it the wrong way.

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"Your just being nice to me now so you can tease me about it later. Think you've fool me? Well you didn't. I can see right threw you mister. Don't ever think you can outsmart me." She had said it harsh and fast. It wasn't super understandable.