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Krel Ansell · 01-11-2012, 03:11 AM

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Originally Posted by NannyMcPhee

Another good point -- Daisy probably wouldn't have stuck around this long if she didn't care for him at all. He noticed her glare slowly morph into a smile -- it was nice to see on her. She had a nice smile. She must've been what he was looking and waiting for all along. Someone who made him actually want to share all the bizarre occurences, the strange memory lapses -- the dream.

She'd actually tackle him?

"No need for that," he said, holding his hands up again in surrender. (Seemed to be doing a lot of that during this conversation). The Hufflepuff glanced around at all the other students gathered in the courtyard, and thought better of it. "Not here," he added. "Could we go up to the library, actually? There are pleanty of corners to hide among the bookshelves."

Well, she had been hoping for a pot of tea and a crumpet, but alas, that was not meant to be. “That would work.” She’d be eating dinner late tonight it seemed and it would be her first foray into the library this term.

“Astrid,” the chameleon-newt had climbed onto a nearby ledge and had turned a shade of gray-pink. “We’re leaving. You can either be left out here to be dinner for an owl, or show yourself and come up to the library with the hopes of a piece of licorice later tonight after your buttermilk bath.”

The lizard turned a bright green and Daisy scooped him up and put him back on her shoulder. “Ready when you are.”
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01-11-2012, 03:11 AM	#228 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Quote: Originally Posted by NannyMcPhee Another good point -- Daisy probably wouldn't have stuck around this long if she didn't care for him at all. He noticed her glare slowly morph into a smile -- it was nice to see on her. She had a nice smile. She must've been what he was looking and waiting for all along. Someone who made him actually want to share all the bizarre occurences, the strange memory lapses -- the dream. She'd actually tackle him? "No need for that," he said, holding his hands up again in surrender. (Seemed to be doing a lot of that during this conversation). The Hufflepuff glanced around at all the other students gathered in the courtyard, and thought better of it. "Not here," he added. "Could we go up to the library, actually? There are pleanty of corners to hide among the bookshelves." Well, she had been hoping for a pot of tea and a crumpet, but alas, that was not meant to be. “That would work.” She’d be eating dinner late tonight it seemed and it would be her first foray into the library this term. “Astrid,” the chameleon-newt had climbed onto a nearby ledge and had turned a shade of gray-pink. “We’re leaving. You can either be left out here to be dinner for an owl, or show yourself and come up to the library with the hopes of a piece of licorice later tonight after your buttermilk bath.” The lizard turned a bright green and Daisy scooped him up and put him back on her shoulder. “Ready when you are.” = __________________