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NannyMcPhee · 08-19-2011, 01:27 AM

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Originally Posted by EmilyMalfoy

She could say what? That he had been upset when he thought she was dating Luke? "Why?" Her voice was soft. She hadn't even realized she had spoken the word aloud, but she was kind of glad she did, because she wanted to know Damien's answer to that.

Isobel felt proud that she had been Damien's first friend, therefore she had standing above his other friends...maybe. Hopefully. Isobel smiled at him, happy at what he was saying. She liked having a best friend she could be completely honest with. And she was happy that she had persuaded him to come out of his shell.

His next statement brought her back to her earlier question; why? Why did he care? She was waiting to hear his answer.

Damien suddenly felt cornered with Isobel's question. A simple question that could be given a simple answer, and yet here the poor boy sat; feeling overwhelmed. Lockhart, in his friendly way, accused Damien of having feelings for Isobel that ran deeper than friendship. But how could he know that, when it's been said time and time again that the two of them are just friends? Isobel was Damien's best friend, and he wouldn't know what to do without her.

Looking down at his feet, the Hufflepuff boy inhaled deeply, holding that breath for a few seconds before releasing it slowly. "You're my best friend, Isobel" he said glancing up at her. "And I know I've never told you that -- but you are. I should've told you many times before but I never did -- and I'm sorry if I've ever hurt your feelings because of that."

He held her gaze for a moment before looking out to the horizon again. "Why was I so cold to you before?" he repeated, stalling to buy himself time as well. "I'm not sure that I can give you an answer to that question," he added shaking his head, then looking to her once more. "I've -- never had friends before. Never had anyone whom I thought I could trust, and as a result -- I'm sorta socially innept, if you will," he added with a sheepish grin. "You, above all people know that about me. I'm rarely conversational, I'm not active in anything and you usually find me sitting alone --" Now he was getting off track. He shook his head slightly to rearrange his thoughts before continuing.

"I've never really depended on anyone either," he added. "Never needed anyone to talk to, or to help me. But after that stupid fight -- and realizing how important friendships are to me -- makes me realize that I need to have you as a part of my life, Isobel. I need you as my best friend. The person I trust the most and confide in --"

Damien's eyes never left hers. He felt drained all of a sudden. Emotionally drained, but he didn't want to stop talking with her. Never wanted to stop staring into those amazing blue eyes. He wished they could stay in the Ferris Wheel basket holding hands for all eternity.

08-19-2011, 01:27 AM	#180 (permalink)
NannyMcPhee Formerly: Kimstar18 Beautiful Disaster Chaos Creator Moke Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Irish at heart <3 Posts: 8,554 Hogwarts RPG Name: Liam Coleman Seventh Year	Irish eyes \|\| Nanny McPhee Quote: Originally Posted by EmilyMalfoy She could say what? That he had been upset when he thought she was dating Luke? "Why?" Her voice was soft. She hadn't even realized she had spoken the word aloud, but she was kind of glad she did, because she wanted to know Damien's answer to that. Isobel felt proud that she had been Damien's first friend, therefore she had standing above his other friends...maybe. Hopefully. Isobel smiled at him, happy at what he was saying. She liked having a best friend she could be completely honest with. And she was happy that she had persuaded him to come out of his shell. His next statement brought her back to her earlier question; why? Why did he care? She was waiting to hear his answer. Damien suddenly felt cornered with Isobel's question. A simple question that could be given a simple answer, and yet here the poor boy sat; feeling overwhelmed. Lockhart, in his friendly way, accused Damien of having feelings for Isobel that ran deeper than friendship. But how could he know that, when it's been said time and time again that the two of them are just friends? Isobel was Damien's best friend, and he wouldn't know what to do without her. Looking down at his feet, the Hufflepuff boy inhaled deeply, holding that breath for a few seconds before releasing it slowly. "You're my best friend, Isobel" he said glancing up at her. "And I know I've never told you that -- but you are. I should've told you many times before but I never did -- and I'm sorry if I've ever hurt your feelings because of that." He held her gaze for a moment before looking out to the horizon again. "Why was I so cold to you before?" he repeated, stalling to buy himself time as well. "I'm not sure that I can give you an answer to that question," he added shaking his head, then looking to her once more. "I've -- never had friends before. Never had anyone whom I thought I could trust, and as a result -- I'm sorta socially innept, if you will," he added with a sheepish grin. "You, above all people know that about me. I'm rarely conversational, I'm not active in anything and you usually find me sitting alone --" Now he was getting off track. He shook his head slightly to rearrange his thoughts before continuing. "I've never really depended on anyone either," he added. "Never needed anyone to talk to, or to help me. But after that stupid fight -- and realizing how important friendships are to me -- makes me realize that I need to have you as a part of my life, Isobel. I need you as my best friend. The person I trust the most and confide in --" Damien's eyes never left hers. He felt drained all of a sudden. Emotionally drained, but he didn't want to stop talking with her. Never wanted to stop staring into those amazing blue eyes. He wished they could stay in the Ferris Wheel basket holding hands for all eternity.