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RachieRu 
Aww. Emily really was cute, what with this snuggling in his chest. Finn held her close, grinning. "You're pretty and epic." Yup, totally a pretty epic girl, and he didn't mind telling her about it. Hehe. "Well in that case." He grinned, slyly wrapping his arm around her waist. They were totally going to rock the dancefloor, because they were just that epic. "You better have epic dancing skills too Emily, or I will be very disappointed." He had no fear that she was going to be great though.
But then he heard Spike talk, and he glanced back, laughing. "You'll get a hug from Em too Spike...." He paused for a second, thinking. "Just as soon as I'm done with her." Yup. Finlay Carmicheal was definetly the man right now.
"I'd better," warned Spike, as Finn stole Emily away to dance. Or did she steal Finn? Whatever, Spike wasn't going to forget about that owed hug. No he wasn't.
Nor would he go on the dance floor to go get it...
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Tegz "Sup Spike, my man." Jimmy heard his name and raised a mini sandwich in greeting. "You should eat something, you know to fuel yourself for all trophy lugging. S'hard work, that."
Finally Spike managed to spy a blurry Jimmy, and, after adjusting his hold on the trophy, gave him a wave. "There's food?" Spike's eyes would have widened if they could, and his stomach let out a large rumble. Apparently the older guy was right. Trophy carrying was hungry work. And the Quidditch bit too.
With a sheepish look down at his stomach, Spike looked back up at Jimmy. "And where I might I find said food?"