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Syd · 09-25-2011, 06:23 PM

Text Cut: Louisa! :D

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Staring down at her lap her eyes stung with tears from yawning too much she had heard a voice - a very familiar and pleasant one too. And it was talking to her, unless someone in this Great Hall had had a love potion stuffed in the folds of their bed's curtains. What was going on? Did her guilt surface from the subconscious of her mind and was now driving her crazy, mad and insane for lying and being horrible to both of her friends?

She didn't lift her head from the table's edge until she caught something by the corner of her eye. Someone was standing close enough that he'd be looking at her.

Suddenly her heart fell, her breathing stopped and her head tilted to the side to see the boy's face looking down at her. His arched eyebrows, surprising voice tone and folding arms suggested that he was shocked rather than mad or angry.

That didn't feel good. At all. For some reason she wanted him to be mad, he had the right to! He should shout, hex or even punch the left niceness out of her head! He should do it! It might make it easier on her than facing a surprised, nice version of him. That one always managed to turn on her butterflies which expressed a whole different emotion by now.

"My gosh.." She whispered, lifting her head at last and shifting on the bench to face him. It was inevitable she couldn't just run or ignore him. "I'm so so so sorry. I know it doesn't mean a thing to you." Her eyebrows were lifted a bit and with her eyes, they added the pleading feature to her young face. "I don't know what to say, I was awful, I did horrible things to you and I am really sorry. I didn't know. I was so silly I guess.." Gulp. "..Ellie was right. I was a lovestruck silly girl." It hurt a lot to say that.

It brought her feelings, fancies and diary entries to shame. Those words turned them into a bad thing that felt so good. She did not even know whether she believed that comment of Ellie or not, but she was going to say it.

It was one last thing she was to do for him.

So she was apologizing. Dallin just looked down at her, not saying anything. He couldn't bring himself to say that he forgave her, because right now he wasn't sure if he did. She did seem genuinely sorry, though. Maybe that was a good thing, but at the moment it didn't make a big difference to Dal. She could be sorry all she wanted and it wouldn't change the fact that she had done it.

With a frustrated sigh, he sat down on the bench with his back to the table. "What did you expect to accomplish by that?" he asked suddenly, turning his head to look at the fourth year. "Have you ever given one to someone else? Did you realize that I had a girlfriend and that it might create problems for us?" Somehow his voice still hadn't been raised. It was like he was asking Louisa about anything - not about the fact that she'd given him a love potion.

He didn't say anything about the fact that she was an 'awful, love-struck silly girl.' He might've agreed with her; he didn't know. At the moment all he really cared about was her answer to his questions.

09-25-2011, 06:23 PM	#108 (permalink)
Syd MO Erkling Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: [GMT-7] Posts: 20,764 Hogwarts RPG Name: Anna Keller	Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo Text Cut: Louisa! :D Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul Staring down at her lap her eyes stung with tears from yawning too much she had heard a voice - a very familiar and pleasant one too. And it was talking to her, unless someone in this Great Hall had had a love potion stuffed in the folds of their bed's curtains. What was going on? Did her guilt surface from the subconscious of her mind and was now driving her crazy, mad and insane for lying and being horrible to both of her friends? She didn't lift her head from the table's edge until she caught something by the corner of her eye. Someone was standing close enough that he'd be looking at her. Suddenly her heart fell, her breathing stopped and her head tilted to the side to see the boy's face looking down at her. His arched eyebrows, surprising voice tone and folding arms suggested that he was shocked rather than mad or angry. That didn't feel good. At all. For some reason she wanted him to be mad, he had the right to! He should shout, hex or even punch the left niceness out of her head! He should do it! It might make it easier on her than facing a surprised, nice version of him. That one always managed to turn on her butterflies which expressed a whole different emotion by now. "My gosh.." She whispered, lifting her head at last and shifting on the bench to face him. It was inevitable she couldn't just run or ignore him. "I'm so so so sorry. I know it doesn't mean a thing to you." Her eyebrows were lifted a bit and with her eyes, they added the pleading feature to her young face. "I don't know what to say, I was awful, I did horrible things to you and I am really sorry. I didn't know. I was so silly I guess.." Gulp. "..Ellie was right. I was a lovestruck silly girl." It hurt a lot to say that. It brought her feelings, fancies and diary entries to shame. Those words turned them into a bad thing that felt so good. She did not even know whether she believed that comment of Ellie or not, but she was going to say it. It was one last thing she was to do for him. So she was apologizing. Dallin just looked down at her, not saying anything. He couldn't bring himself to say that he forgave her, because right now he wasn't sure if he did. She did seem genuinely sorry, though. Maybe that was a good thing, but at the moment it didn't make a big difference to Dal. She could be sorry all she wanted and it wouldn't change the fact that she had done it. With a frustrated sigh, he sat down on the bench with his back to the table. "What did you expect to accomplish by that?" he asked suddenly, turning his head to look at the fourth year. *"Have you ever given one to someone else? Did you realize that I had a girlfriend* and that it might create problems for us?"** Somehow his voice still hadn't been raised. It was like he was asking Louisa about anything - not about the fact that she'd given him a love potion. He didn't say anything about the fact that she was an 'awful, love-struck silly girl.' He might've agreed with her; he didn't know. At the moment all he really cared about was her answer to his questions. __________________ COURAGEOUS \| RESILIENT \| FIERY everlasting companion