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**Gaston Le Blanc** · 10-30-2013, 07:30 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bazinga

Minerva was in a hurry, yes a hurry and these darn turnstiles were just on her nerves this term. She loved the library, but paying every time to get in was just a pain. Honest to goodness it drove her mad that she had to do this. Pulling out the sickles from her bag she dropped them in.

Now that she was all paid, could she please be on her way for studying. Finally she made her way through and headed to her favorite spot in the entire school.. Of course the stained glass windows.

____________--Gaston--____________

Minerva walked towards the dumb turnstiles. She had been spending so many sickles at this place lately, but she had to for studying. How else was she going to get the marks that she wanted. Turning to Gaston who she was showing around she gave kind of a sheepish smile. "We hate these, but right now there isn't anything we can do about them." That was about all the comment she had for why they were there at the moment. These students had to think that was crazy Hogwarts own students did.

"Don't worry about paying, you're a guest I'll get it." Dropping the eight sickles in for Gaston and then the eight for herself she turned to him, "Alright ready to see the library?" She gave a quick glance to see if he was ready before turning and walking through the turnstiles.

It was with his pearl smile on his face that Gaston had followed the Hogwartian all the way to the library. She was a talkative one, with a beauty of her own, but talkative and therefore he deemed the library the perfect place for girls like her. This way they would still talk, but not as much, not that Gaston would mind much on a day like today.

At the turnstiles Gaston watched the Prefect walk in and began fumbling in his pocket for a few sickles of his own, but before he could she returned and paid for him without him even having a chance to ask her not to. It was ungentlemanly, if anything he should have paid for her. "Zat was not necessary. I was 'oping to pay for you, you zee. Next time eet will be on me?" He flashed his smile to make sure it was mad his face irresistible than before."But let's go see the library." In reality he had already seen it, but he'd spoil the fun if he had said so.

Gaston walked through the turnstiles and continued to follow the blonde.

10-30-2013, 07:30 PM	#33 (permalink)
Gaston Le Blanc Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2013 Posts: 1,049 Sixth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Minerva was in a hurry, yes a hurry and these darn turnstiles were just on her nerves this term. She loved the library, but paying every time to get in was just a pain. Honest to goodness it drove her mad that she had to do this. Pulling out the sickles from her bag she dropped them in. Now that she was all paid, could she please be on her way for studying. Finally she made her way through and headed to her favorite spot in the entire school.. Of course the stained glass windows. ____________--Gaston--____________ Minerva walked towards the dumb turnstiles. She had been spending so many sickles at this place lately, but she had to for studying. How else was she going to get the marks that she wanted. Turning to Gaston who she was showing around she gave kind of a sheepish smile. "We hate these, but right now there isn't anything we can do about them." That was about all the comment she had for why they were there at the moment. These students had to think that was crazy Hogwarts own students did. "Don't worry about paying, you're a guest I'll get it." Dropping the eight sickles in for Gaston and then the eight for herself she turned to him, "Alright ready to see the library?" She gave a quick glance to see if he was ready before turning and walking through the turnstiles. It was with his pearl smile on his face that Gaston had followed the Hogwartian all the way to the library. She was a talkative one, with a beauty of her own, but talkative and therefore he deemed the library the perfect place for girls like her. This way they would still talk, but not as much, not that Gaston would mind much on a day like today. At the turnstiles Gaston watched the Prefect walk in and began fumbling in his pocket for a few sickles of his own, but before he could she returned and paid for him without him even having a chance to ask her not to. It was ungentlemanly, if anything he should have paid for her. "Zat was not necessary. I was 'oping to pay for you, you zee. Next time eet will be on me?" He flashed his smile to make sure it was mad his face irresistible than before."But let's go see the library." In reality he had already seen it, but he'd spoil the fun if he had said so. Gaston walked through the turnstiles and continued to follow the blonde. __________________