01-09-2012, 05:18 PM
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Kappa
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6
| ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Text Cut: Louisa Quote:
Originally Posted by Magical Soul The rose was so.. mesmerizing. Was it moving? The rose? Why were the edges so..blurry. WASSHEWAKINGUP?! Louisa blinked and the rose was steady and sharp again. Phew. She almost woke up. However, the dream!Joćo was turning her around now, she wanted to struggle but she forgot how weak she was with him and turned around to see him. When he kissed her, the drowsiness was multiplied by ten. Easily. But his confirmation of reality forced her to not sway and faint.
O.o
It wasn't a dream? Really? Louisa's confused expression lasted only a moment before she did two very contradicted things. She smacked him in the chest, as strong as her drained out self could muster, and wrapped her arms around his neck, jumping and standing on her tiptoes now. "It's not a dream! You're here!" Well, her theory that he left Hogwarts and was done with her was wrong then. Heh. Good.
The excitement started to fade though but she kept her arms around his neck, not a care in the world if a professor passed by and chastised them. "I thought you left me," she whined into his neck. Just as Joćo expected her to kiss him back-- WHAT?!
She had acted way to fast for him to react this time, and it took him a few seconds to process what she had just done, supported with her words.
She had first smacked him on the chest which did hurt and caused him to wince, and then she hugged him. It was quite lucky for them that there was barely anyone around to see this scene. Though, right now, he hardly cared. His only focus was on her words, and the real meaning behind them. "I--" that he would not leave her? He knew in one stage of his life or another he would. It hadn't been this year, but there was a good possibility it would be the next. He wasn't going to promise in vain, not to her. "Why should I do that, Louisa?" And that was all his answer. No love sentences, no promises; just, questioning her reasoning.
Because only that was free of any lie and incertainty. |
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