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hermionesclone · 02-09-2014, 07:18 PM

Text Cut: OH GOSH XD

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Originally Posted by Saiai

"No need to thank me," Ana said, giving Alec a smile in return. No really. He shouldn't be thanking her because she wasn't giving him soup without her own motivations. She did hope he wouldn't mind too much though since it was homework. Personally Ana thought it would be more polite to ask someone if they'd mind helping her out with it, but she couldn't so it had to be done this way. Hopefully he'd like the fairground.

Ana watched with baited breath as he took a spoonful of the soup into his mouth. Now he just needed to swallow. She leaned forward slightly trying not to look too excited about what was happening. She didn't want to give up the ghost yet. If she did he might spit the soup out or something. She also hoped the soup didn't taste too weird, or that if it did he wouldn't take any notice of it. Ana bit her lip nervously as he swallowed. Would it work.

"Sorry Alec," she said apologetically as he became aware that something wasn't quite right. Hopefully she hadn't just put him off taking food from people in the Great Hall.

"Alec," Ana called again, waving her hand in front of his face to see if she could get a reaction out of him. Apparently not, he just got up and walked a short distance away looking happy. So the daydream had taken then. At least deceiving Alec would be worth it then since she'd get the information she needed.

Pulling out a notebook and a pen, it might be Muggle but it was mighty helpful in these situations, Ana kept her eyes on Alec as she scribbled down what she was seeing.

Ana stood up after she'd taken down a few notes so that she could get closer to Alec. As he was moving about in the daydream she wanted to stick nearby to make sure he didn't get hurt. Just because she'd put him in this situation that didn't mean she wouldn't make sure he survived the experience intact. It was the least she could do after all.

As she stood beside him Ana took the opportunity to run her fingers through his hair a little. He had previously given her permission to touch it, so she was doing so. Nothing creepy about that at all. She also wondered if he'd be able to feel that sensation in the state he was in. She'd have to document it if he did.

Also his hair, definitely as soft as it looked.

Alec didn't hear the apology or the calling of his name or the fact that Ana seemed to be waving her hand in front of him. Everything about Hogwarts had been fuzzed out, including Ana. Shame. She probably didn't really need to apologise. Sure, why wouldn't you spike someone's food in the Great Hall?

... This was going to be joked about in the future. He knew it.

Right now, though, he was the joke since he was still using the plate as a steering wheel and trying to bump into as many cars as possible. And then... OOMPH! "HEY!" he called, looking over his shoulder at another 'bumper car' that had bumped into him from behind. But this was only a game which meant that it wasn't rude. No. That... wasn't going to stop the boy from turning the bumper car around -- lots of plate turning to the right -- and then...

OOMPH! Directed by him this time.

"YEEEEEEEES!"

Keeping a hand on the plate, Alec held a fist up in the air as some sort of victory stance. Revenge... wasn't bad. Not in a game of bumper cars. It was all in the name of good fun, right? And this was a LOT of fun. Maybe he should... go and get himself some candyfloss? Maybe. But his stomach still didn't want something that was sweet and sickly, it wanted something... healthier. Which... then made him think that he was forgetting something. Was he...?

It was hard to think of that when the wind was blowing in his hair, making it feel as if someone was touching his hair instead. The Hufflepuff grinned to himself and resisted the urge to reach up and touch it as well. It felt nice, it did. As if someone was giving him a hair ruffle.

Letting the plate sit down on the table, Alec sat there. Grinning. Stupidly.

02-09-2014, 07:18 PM	#72 (permalink)
hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,843 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Text Cut: OH GOSH XD Quote: Originally Posted by Saiai "No need to thank me," Ana said, giving Alec a smile in return. No really. He shouldn't be thanking her because she wasn't giving him soup without her own motivations. She did hope he wouldn't mind too much though since it was homework. Personally Ana thought it would be more polite to ask someone if they'd mind helping her out with it, but she couldn't so it had to be done this way. Hopefully he'd like the fairground. Ana watched with baited breath as he took a spoonful of the soup into his mouth. Now he just needed to swallow. She leaned forward slightly trying not to look too excited about what was happening. She didn't want to give up the ghost yet. If she did he might spit the soup out or something. She also hoped the soup didn't taste too weird, or that if it did he wouldn't take any notice of it. Ana bit her lip nervously as he swallowed. Would it work. "Sorry Alec," she said apologetically as he became aware that something wasn't quite right. Hopefully she hadn't just put him off taking food from people in the Great Hall. "Alec," Ana called again, waving her hand in front of his face to see if she could get a reaction out of him. Apparently not, he just got up and walked a short distance away looking happy. So the daydream had taken then. At least deceiving Alec would be worth it then since she'd get the information she needed. Pulling out a notebook and a pen, it might be Muggle but it was mighty helpful in these situations, Ana kept her eyes on Alec as she scribbled down what she was seeing. Ana stood up after she'd taken down a few notes so that she could get closer to Alec. As he was moving about in the daydream she wanted to stick nearby to make sure he didn't get hurt. Just because she'd put him in this situation that didn't mean she wouldn't make sure he survived the experience intact. It was the least she could do after all. As she stood beside him Ana took the opportunity to run her fingers through his hair a little. He had previously given her permission to touch it, so she was doing so. Nothing creepy about that at all. She also wondered if he'd be able to feel that sensation in the state he was in. She'd have to document it if he did. Also his hair, definitely as soft as it looked. Alec didn't hear the apology or the calling of his name or the fact that Ana seemed to be waving her hand in front of him. Everything about Hogwarts had been fuzzed out, including Ana. Shame. She probably didn't really need to apologise. Sure, why wouldn't you spike someone's food in the Great Hall? ... This was going to be joked about in the future. He knew it. Right now, though, he was the joke since he was still using the plate as a steering wheel and trying to bump into as many cars as possible. And then... OOMPH! "HEY!" he called, looking over his shoulder at another 'bumper car' that had bumped into him from behind. But this was only a game which meant that it wasn't rude. No. That... wasn't going to stop the boy from turning the bumper car around -- lots of plate turning to the right -- and then... OOMPH! Directed by him this time. "YEEEEEEEES!" Keeping a hand on the plate, Alec held a fist up in the air as some sort of victory stance. Revenge... wasn't bad. Not in a game of bumper cars. It was all in the name of good fun, right? And this was a LOT of fun. Maybe he should... go and get himself some candyfloss? Maybe. But his stomach still didn't want something that was sweet and sickly, it wanted something... healthier. Which... then made him think that he was forgetting something. Was he...? It was hard to think of that when the wind was blowing in his hair, making it feel as if someone was touching his hair instead. The Hufflepuff grinned to himself and resisted the urge to reach up and touch it as well. It felt nice, it did. As if someone was giving him a hair ruffle. Letting the plate sit down on the table, Alec sat there. Grinning. Stupidly. __________________