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Jezabel Black · 11-28-2011, 04:17 AM

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Originally Posted by EastonionNW

There was that grin again. Jez's signature grin, the one that Nate always noticed on her lips when she was happy. And it acted like a magnet for Nate, keeping him held where he was next to Jez. Even he didn't register the sound as his wand clattered to the ground. "Luck?" Nate asked mesmerizingly, looking directly into the violet of Jez's eyes, noting the silkiness of her long black hair, feeling how close she was to him.
And another baby step resulted, bringing him a few inches closer to Jezabel and that grin.

Jez suppressed a shiver. The way Nate was looking at her made her both nervous and oddly thrilled. Little bubbles were popping in her stomach. She was faintly aware of Nate's wand one the floor. He'd dropped it. It didn't matter right now. The only reason her own wand wasn't joining it was because the bumps and indents of the wood seemed to fit perfectly into her hand.
Why was she thinking about her wand? Because she couldn't think about what was happening, because if she got her hopes up, they'd crash again ... She stayed very still, a little voice in her brain screaming at her that this was too close, that she should step away before something happened that she'd regret, but she couldn't move. She pushed her conscience away, her heart banging in her chest. Just concentrate on that.

11-28-2011, 04:17 AM	#725 (permalink)
Jezabel Black Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Australia - GMT +10 Posts: 2,075 Hogwarts RPG Name: Adelaide Kettle First Year	Don't Cross the Book \| who turned out the \| Lights Lennox Quote: Originally Posted by EastonionNW There was that grin again. Jez's signature grin, the one that Nate always noticed on her lips when she was happy. And it acted like a magnet for Nate, keeping him held where he was next to Jez. Even he didn't register the sound as his wand clattered to the ground. "Luck?" Nate asked mesmerizingly, looking directly into the violet of Jez's eyes, noting the silkiness of her long black hair, feeling how close she was to him. And another baby step resulted, bringing him a few inches closer to Jezabel and that grin. Jez suppressed a shiver. The way Nate was looking at her made her both nervous and oddly thrilled. Little bubbles were popping in her stomach. She was faintly aware of Nate's wand one the floor. He'd dropped it. It didn't matter right now. The only reason her own wand wasn't joining it was because the bumps and indents of the wood seemed to fit perfectly into her hand. Why was she thinking about her wand? Because she couldn't think about what was happening, because if she got her hopes up, they'd crash again ... She stayed very still, a little voice in her brain screaming at her that this was too close, that she should step away before something happened that she'd regret, but she couldn't move. She pushed her conscience away, her heart banging in her chest. Just concentrate on that.