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Lockhartian · 05-31-2011, 11:27 PM

Text Cut: Good thing it goes to Kurumi.

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

"But, Hufflepuffs live near the kitchens," she squeaked with a not-so-subtle hint of glee. "And nothing terrible ever comes out of the kitchens. Only sweet and savory things that bring smiles to others faces." She was talking about cookies, of course, but the slight flush in her cheeks may have suggested otherwise. "Dra---Professor Lafay frightens me," she whispered when Treyen said she wasn't that bad. "I find her presence rather...intimidating..." She had even said it to the Potions' Mistress' face once. Kurumi was sure that the woman was going to turn her into a newt on the spot.

Kurumi shook her head. "I don't think that was it," she sighed. "My father and the man with really nice hair still got on really well." The man DID have really nice hair. Kurumi wondered if her father had ever had hair like that. He had gone for a much more clean and business-like look recently.

Kurumi found herself speechless as she stared at the same sentence she had just read aloud to Treyen, too afraid to move onto the next. She certainly hadn't been expecting something this dark to be in her father's past. Slowly, her hair began changing colors to a sickly teal and sea foam green color. This was...too much for her to handle...and she almost wished that she hadn't found the article.

She tightened her grip on the arm of the chair when she heard Treyen speak.

o__________O

Her eyes widened and she squeaked loudly when she felt the Prefect's delicate yet strong hand on hers. Her cheeks resembled ripe peaches and she just stood there...staring at his hand...and feeling a warm and tingly feeling course through her overwhelmed lioness body.

"S-S-S-S-Sorry!" she squeaked flailing her other arm, but not removing the one that was on his. She did, however, loosen her grip. "I'm s-s-s-s-sorry!" She continued her stuttering apology and added several head bows in here and there. "I-I thought that...I thought I was grabbing the chair." Well, that much was obvious she supposed.

Then Treyen mentioned Quidditch and she froze midbow. WHAT IF SHE HAD SCRATCHED HIS ARM?! What if she had been holding on for so long that she had cut circulation off to his fingers and he would never be able to hold a bat again. Wait, was he even a Beater? Kurumi had no idea.

And....oh...MERLIN! Treyen was on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. She was going to have a hard time concentrating on the match even more now. Kurumi's arms became itchy. She reluctantly removed her hand from his and hugged her knees to her chest, make the chair they were sharing a little more snug as a result.

Really, he wouldn't have smiled so widely if Kurumi had remained quiet. But his smile was as wide as ever, "You don't have to describe Hufflepuffs to me," he said, winking ONCE. It was clear that he knew what the friendly bunch was like when they wanted to be nice, just...don't be around when they're upset.

Er, wait, wait, 'Dra--'? He let it go, probably a nickname Kurumi had for Lafay, and he honestly didn't intend on finding out either. Lafay was...so high on his mind, that he'll probably get a little bit upset about it if he didn't like it. "Oh, yes, she can be scary sometimes, but she's a very good Professor," he wouldn't trade Lafay for anyone, except, come to think about it, he was missing Maya Saylen way too much.

So, they still haven't found the news she was looking for? "We should keep on searching, then," he smiled brightly as he took another edition. And he was hoping the next news wouldn't be so terrifying.

Then her hair changed to teal?

That was a new color for her. At least on the different shades that Treyen had managed to witness.

AND SHE WAS GOING TO TAKE HIS ARM OFF!

Treyen was going to be OBLIGATED to remove her hand by force if she didn't let goooo! He half-smiled and shook his head, "Glad to know I look like a chair," though, they were clearly sharing one, so, it was normal for Kurumi to make such a mistake, right? "It's completely alright, Kurumi," not the fact that he was mistaken him as a chair, but she'd apologized, so, yeah.

And then she seemed to be in deep thought about something but was slowly loosening her grip and before she could take her hand away from his, he looked at her, "You got on the Quidditch team, congrats on that," he said, holding her hand before letting it go.

He couldn't help but chuckle next, because Kurumi's current position was starting to get rather uncomfortable, "You don't want to share the chair, do you?" but he wasn't MOVING. He only opened the Prophet and started to go through its pages.

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Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,982 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Text Cut: Good thing it goes to Kurumi. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie "But, Hufflepuffs live near the kitchens," she squeaked with a not-so-subtle hint of glee. "And nothing terrible ever comes out of the kitchens. Only sweet and savory things that bring smiles to others faces." She was talking about cookies, of course, but the slight flush in her cheeks may have suggested otherwise. "Dra---Professor Lafay frightens me," she whispered when Treyen said she wasn't that bad. "I find her presence rather...intimidating..." She had even said it to the Potions' Mistress' face once. Kurumi was sure that the woman was going to turn her into a newt on the spot. Kurumi shook her head. "I don't think that was it," she sighed. "My father and the man with really nice hair still got on really well." The man DID have really nice hair. Kurumi wondered if her father had ever had hair like that. He had gone for a much more clean and business-like look recently. Kurumi found herself speechless as she stared at the same sentence she had just read aloud to Treyen, too afraid to move onto the next. She certainly hadn't been expecting something this dark to be in her father's past. Slowly, her hair began changing colors to a sickly teal and sea foam green color. This was...too much for her to handle...and she almost wished that she hadn't found the article. She tightened her grip on the arm of the chair when she heard Treyen speak. o__________O Her eyes widened and she squeaked loudly when she felt the Prefect's delicate yet strong hand on hers. Her cheeks resembled ripe peaches and she just stood there...staring at his hand...and feeling a warm and tingly feeling course through her overwhelmed lioness body. "S-S-S-S-Sorry!" she squeaked flailing her other arm, but not removing the one that was on his. She did, however, loosen her grip. "I'm s-s-s-s-sorry!" She continued her stuttering apology and added several head bows in here and there. "I-I thought that...I thought I was grabbing the chair." Well, that much was obvious she supposed. Then Treyen mentioned Quidditch and she froze midbow. WHAT IF SHE HAD SCRATCHED HIS ARM?! What if she had been holding on for so long that she had cut circulation off to his fingers and he would never be able to hold a bat again. Wait, was he even a Beater? Kurumi had no idea. And....oh...MERLIN! Treyen was on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. She was going to have a hard time concentrating on the match even more now. Kurumi's arms became itchy. She reluctantly removed her hand from his and hugged her knees to her chest, make the chair they were sharing a little more snug as a result. Really, he wouldn't have smiled so widely if Kurumi had remained quiet. But his smile was as wide as ever, "You don't have to describe Hufflepuffs to me," he said, winking ONCE. It was clear that he knew what the friendly bunch was like when they wanted to be nice, just...don't be around when they're upset. Er, wait, wait, 'Dra--'? He let it go, probably a nickname Kurumi had for Lafay, and he honestly didn't intend on finding out either. Lafay was...so high on his mind, that he'll probably get a little bit upset about it if he didn't like it. "Oh, yes, she can be scary sometimes, but she's a very good Professor," he wouldn't trade Lafay for anyone, except, come to think about it, he was missing Maya Saylen way too much. So, they still haven't found the news she was looking for? "We should keep on searching, then," he smiled brightly as he took another edition. And he was hoping the next news wouldn't be so terrifying. Then her hair changed to teal? That was a new color for her. At least on the different shades that Treyen had managed to witness. AND SHE WAS GOING TO TAKE HIS ARM OFF! Treyen was going to be OBLIGATED to remove her hand by force if she didn't let goooo! He half-smiled and shook his head, "Glad to know I look like a chair," though, they were clearly sharing one, so, it was normal for Kurumi to make such a mistake, right? "It's completely alright, Kurumi," not the fact that he was mistaken him as a chair, but she'd apologized, so, yeah. And then she seemed to be in deep thought about something but was slowly loosening her grip and before she could take her hand away from his, he looked at her, "You got on the Quidditch team, congrats on that," he said, holding her hand before letting it go. He couldn't help but chuckle next, because Kurumi's current position was starting to get rather uncomfortable, "You don't want to share the chair, do you?" but he wasn't MOVING. He only opened the Prophet and started to go through its pages.