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stormanator · 09-12-2011, 03:13 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Ivy Nienna

I guess now would be as good a time as any to practice. Erm...get in pairs.

Mr. Stryker's voice echoed in her mind and unconsciously Ivory's eyes grew wide on her face. Now, as in right now? In pairs?

Deep in the recesses of her mind, the chest rattled behind the closed door and she mentally hammered nails into the door frame and adding a few dead bolts. Thoughts now once again perfectly under control, the female prefect crossed her ankles femininely and relaxed in her beanbag chair. With her sparkling brown eyes and a casual outfit of figure-hugging jeans and comfortable shoes, she looked for all the world as if she wasn't anxious. ~~Which she totally and completely was.~~

The autumn sun glinted off the natural lights in her hair, the wind catching it, fluttering wisps like feathers against her face as her dark eyes scanned the gazebo to see what other unlucky individuals were without a partner. Maybe she wasn't the only one.

The one Girl that caught his attention was the one he was thinking about all along, and the fact that she was the Ravenclaw Prefect, this would be special Damon thought.

Damon strode up to her "Why Ivory i am surprised that as a Prefect you dont have someone to dance with yet, would you care to be my partner?" Damon asked.

09-12-2011, 03:13 PM	#500 (permalink)
stormanator Nogtail Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: Pennsylvania US Posts: 4,867 Hogwarts RPG Name: Damon Cunderthorne Seventh Year	World's Best Weatherman Quote: Originally Posted by Ivy Nienna I guess now would be as good a time as any to practice. Erm...get in pairs. Mr. Stryker's voice echoed in her mind and unconsciously Ivory's eyes grew wide on her face. Now, as in right now? In pairs? Deep in the recesses of her mind, the chest rattled behind the closed door and she mentally hammered nails into the door frame and adding a few dead bolts. Thoughts now once again perfectly under control, the female prefect crossed her ankles femininely and relaxed in her beanbag chair. With her sparkling brown eyes and a casual outfit of figure-hugging jeans and comfortable shoes, she looked for all the world as if she wasn't anxious. ~~Which she totally and completely was.~~ The autumn sun glinted off the natural lights in her hair, the wind catching it, fluttering wisps like feathers against her face as her dark eyes scanned the gazebo to see what other unlucky individuals were without a partner. Maybe she wasn't the only one. The one Girl that caught his attention was the one he was thinking about all along, and the fact that she was the Ravenclaw Prefect, this would be special Damon thought. Damon strode up to her "Why Ivory i am surprised that as a Prefect you dont have someone to dance with yet, would you care to be my partner?" Damon asked.