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Samia · 10-23-2013, 09:29 AM

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Originally Posted by Eriin

He just wanted to? Well. It was as good an answer as any she reckoned. Heh. And well... it felt nice that someone just WANTED to kiss her. Maybe she would get a right proper kiss out of him soon. That would be nice.

"I read Psychology books for pleasure... but I reckon I will read just about anything. I like useful books though. Hell, I just like to read. And play quidditch. Do you play?"

Was he going to kiss her again?

Now, he knew more about her.

"Yes, I saw you practicing," he nodded, as they walked further. "Well, I have - but never in school. I have played with my friends and cousins," He smiled remembering the last time his rather large family got together for a game of quidditch.

He wondered if he would be a part of that again.

Sliding his hand down her arm and round her wrist, he interwined his fingers with hers. So now, he was holding her hand.

"I like to read too, I have a small collection of my own back home," he told her. "But it's all stories," He assumed that was not her type? But maybe he was wrong.

10-23-2013, 09:29 AM	#106 (permalink)
Samia Erkling Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 20,987 Hogwarts RPG Name: Freddy Zimmer Gryffindor Seventh Year x5	sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! Quote: Originally Posted by Eriin He just wanted to? Well. It was as good an answer as any she reckoned. Heh. And well... it felt nice that someone just WANTED to kiss her. Maybe she would get a right proper kiss out of him soon. That would be nice. "I read Psychology books for pleasure... but I reckon I will read just about anything. I like useful books though. Hell, I just like to read. And play quidditch. Do you play?" Was he going to kiss her again? Now, he knew more about her. "Yes, I saw you practicing," he nodded, as they walked further. "Well, I have - but never in school. I have played with my friends and cousins," He smiled remembering the last time his rather large family got together for a game of quidditch. He wondered if he would be a part of that again. Sliding his hand down her arm and round her wrist, he interwined his fingers with hers. So now, he was holding her hand. "I like to read too, I have a small collection of my own back home," he told her. "But it's all stories," He assumed that was not her type? But maybe he was wrong. __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥