 Facinelli<3 RP Sweetheart
“Go ahead Adriana.” I said. “I’m listening.”
She sighed impatiently, clearly I’d done something, but I didn’t know what, exactly. I never did, and her ways were so confusing. She was typically popular, there was no denying she was obviously pretty, and she didn’t hide it, but she was unique. And extremely pushy.
“You want to ask me something.” There was no hesitation in her voice, this was not a question, Adriana said it as a statement of fact.
“I do?” I asked, amused. “When I figure out this riddle of yours, I’ll get back to you.” She always left you guessing. Always.
“It’ll come to you,” Adry smiled, seemingly enjoying herself. “Hey guys,” she said, smiling at James, Remus and Peter before turning around and walking back towards her friends.
James whistled, looking at me. “Adriana Taylor, eh? You have a thing for her, she probably wants you to leave her alone.” He laughed.
“Yeah, right.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t have a thing for her, and she’s talking to me, not you, y’know.” I said. “Just showing that I'm much more attractive than you, but I don't need proof to know that. Any girl who aren't infatuated with me, are crazy."
"Kyla doesn't like you."
"I already know she's crazy, James. But she probably secretly likes me, anyway."
Remus was quite used to our bantering, and he looked at us with raised eyebrows. “If you want to maybe stop arguing over who is better looking, you’d notice the nearly empty common room.”
I looked around and saw what Moony had said; there was now hardly anyone in the common room. It had gone from being packed full with all the Gryffindors, to about ten or so others still in the common room, leaving.
“Where’s everybody gone?” James asked, speaking the words in my head.
Remus sighed in a resigned way. “You really don’t know, do you?” He asked, but it was more of a rhetorical question. “C’mon, there’s something down at the hall.”
Peter had no clue either, but he never did, so I didn’t really pay any attention.
“It wouldn’t hurt to listen to Dumbledore just once. It’s actually important sometimes.” Remus said, he and James on either side of me as I walked from the common room. Peter trailed closely behind us.
“No, it would. Concentrating too hard is bad for my health.”
Last edited by Winter Dreams; 01-21-2010 at 09:09 AM.
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