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Magical Soul · 01-15-2015, 06:44 PM

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Originally Posted by noodles

Józsua noticed the attempt to hide that grin. It wasn't working very well, Louisa! It took a moment or two for it to dawn on him just why that was funny.. but he got it after a short pause. The age thing. THAT. Yea... He let out a small chuckle and then bit at his own bottom lip like he did when he was trying to subconsciously repress something. Nerves usually. But this time it wasn't that. Not even to stop himself grinning like an idiot. It was because he was so tempted to lean in and kiss that lip she was biting. But it was too public here. Way too many familiar eyes. He focused on her voice and her anecdote about her last year here, swaying gently to the music with her. “What? The headmistress was possessed?” His dark eyes widened, astonished. “Hogwarts could never be accused of being boring, could it?” Ever.

A Slytherin move. He was pretty obvious, huh? Her analysis? “You say that like it's a bad thing!” He teased gently. “Your views on things.. your reasoning... your logic.. ” Were hallmarks of a Ravenclaw. “You've not disappointed so far. I'd like to hear.” And it was interesting (and maybe a little bit vain..) to hear what she thought about him. She'd been pretty spot on so far.

Rash and sarcasm-deprived? Louisa was intelligent AND funny. Did she know that made her instantly attractive even without all her other obvious charms? So she wasn't a Gryff. Innnteresting.. He couldn't see Hufflepuff in her like she couldn't see Gryffindor in him. The hat had toyed with putting him in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Józsua figured the thing just mixed the two colours together and threw him into the snakepit—not that he'd want to have been anywhere else. “You.. don't speak very highly of your Gryff friends.” He smiled mirthfully.

He smirked at that. “I like your geeking out.” He confessed and the smirk turned into a little grin at the 'hot guy' description. “But I take back the logic thing. You're clearly mad.” And once again he proved his 'shyness'.. unable to take, or deal with, a compliment without being in some way self-deprecating.

Weeell... Truebridge wasn't possessed, not in that sense anyway but Louisa didn't think it was important to correct him. "Oh no. It's definitely not boring. I studied here for seven years, I don't remember being bored a second of it." She allowed a sarcastic lopsided smile.

"Hmmm." Since he was insisting on hearing more of her analysis. "You're pretty persuasive, you got my real name last time." She gave him a playful frown. "That's both Slytherin and Ravenclaw. If you were in Ravenclaw, I would know. You have a unique name." So, leaning towards Slytherin. She took a quiet moment, dancing and moving her hands to his shoulders, and trying to finish this challenge successfully. But the thing with shy people is they hide essential personality bits behind that do-not-trespass sign they occasionally raise in your face. "Hufflepuff." She decided uncertainly, catching his eyes and getting stuck in how dark and beautiful his eyelashes were. They brought out his dark eyes giving him that intelligent and ablaze look. "No. Ravenclaw." She looked at his face wholly and admired the freshness and somewhat innocence there. "Hufflepuff." Again? But then his glinting eyes and the way he bit his lower lip.... "No, no, no. You're Slytherin." Yes. Persuasive, quiet, and charismatic power. That was Lafay's house.

She broke the eye connection and with a heavy exhale smiled widely. "No, no, no. My Gryffindor friends know what I think of their house. I diss it on daily basis, serves me good to be mistaken as one of them, I guess. So let's keep that on the down low, yes?" She was joking, of course, but she didn't laugh or chuckle. You had to detect the subtle hint of playfulness in her tone. But... to get real for a moment because she didn't bare another second being mistaken for someone who'd talk lowly of their friends. "My friends are my family. They put up with me for so long. They try to understand why I'm so unnecessarily complicated and obnoxious, and they do it with a smile on their faces." Louisa didn't understand why. "But you don't go around gushing about your family, that's how hypocrites do it. You start insulting their roots, instead. That's how close my friends and I are." They probably didn't appreciate it all the time, but it was common knowledge that as long as Louisa insulted you, you two were good. It was when she started treating you with utmost politeness that you should be careful.

... what! He thought she was mad because she said he was hot? Louisa laughed, "You can't take back logic, that's my most precious possession." Nonono. She wanted logic back. But also... "I am crazy. Just as crazy as you are." She frowned at him. "I don't understand why you're so determined to block anything good being said about you." He did it last time, and now too. It looked like a reflex for him, and it bothered Louisa, just like anything not right bothered her. It could be a growing-up thing. Maybe he had strict parents who were never satisfied and always tried to push him further by putting him down?

"Are you punishing yourself?" The next thought was said out loud.

01-15-2015, 06:44 PM	#67 (permalink)
Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,517 x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Text Cut: Katie and Józsua awww :') Quote: Originally Posted by noodles Józsua noticed the attempt to hide that grin. It wasn't working very well, Louisa! It took a moment or two for it to dawn on him just why that was funny.. but he got it after a short pause. The age thing. THAT. Yea... He let out a small chuckle and then bit at his own bottom lip like he did when he was trying to subconsciously repress something. Nerves usually. But this time it wasn't that. Not even to stop himself grinning like an idiot. It was because he was so tempted to lean in and kiss that lip she was biting. But it was too public here. Way too many familiar eyes. He focused on her voice and her anecdote about her last year here, swaying gently to the music with her. “What? The headmistress was possessed?” His dark eyes widened, astonished. “Hogwarts could never be accused of being boring, could it?” Ever. A Slytherin move. He was pretty obvious, huh? Her analysis? “You say that like it's a bad thing!” He teased gently. “Your views on things.. your reasoning... your logic.. ” Were hallmarks of a Ravenclaw. “You've not disappointed so far. I'd like to hear.” And it was interesting (and maybe a little bit vain..) to hear what she thought about him. She'd been pretty spot on so far. Rash and sarcasm-deprived? Louisa was intelligent AND funny. Did she know that made her instantly attractive even without all her other obvious charms? So she wasn't a Gryff. Innnteresting.. He couldn't see Hufflepuff in her like she couldn't see Gryffindor in him. The hat had toyed with putting him in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Józsua figured the thing just mixed the two colours together and threw him into the snakepit—not that he'd want to have been anywhere else. “You.. don't speak very highly of your Gryff friends.” He smiled mirthfully. He smirked at that. “I like your geeking out.” He confessed and the smirk turned into a little grin at the 'hot guy' description. “But I take back the logic thing. You're clearly mad.” And once again he proved his 'shyness'.. unable to take, or deal with, a compliment without being in some way self-deprecating. Weeell... Truebridge wasn't possessed, not in that sense anyway but Louisa didn't think it was important to correct him. "Oh no. It's definitely not boring. I studied here for seven years, I don't remember being bored a second of it." She allowed a sarcastic lopsided smile. "Hmmm." Since he was insisting on hearing more of her analysis. "*You're pretty persuasive, you got my real* name last time." She gave him a playful frown. "That's both Slytherin and Ravenclaw. If you were in Ravenclaw, I would know. You have a unique name." So, leaning towards Slytherin. She took a quiet moment, dancing and moving her hands to his shoulders, and trying to finish this challenge successfully. But the thing with shy people is they hide essential personality bits behind that do-not-trespass sign they occasionally raise in your face. "Hufflepuff." She decided uncertainly, catching his eyes and getting stuck in how dark and beautiful his eyelashes were. They brought out his dark eyes giving him that intelligent and ablaze look. "No. Ravenclaw." She looked at his face wholly and admired the freshness and somewhat innocence there. "Hufflepuff." Again? But then his glinting eyes and the way he bit his lower lip.... "No, no, no. You're Slytherin.*" Yes. Persuasive, quiet, and charismatic power. That was Lafay's* house. She broke the eye connection and with a heavy exhale smiled widely. "*No, no, no. My Gryffindor friends know* what I think of their house. I diss it on daily basis, serves me good to be mistaken as one of them, I guess. So let's keep that on the down low, yes?" She was joking, of course, but she didn't laugh or chuckle. You had to detect the subtle hint of playfulness in her tone. But... to get real for a moment because she didn't bare another second being mistaken for someone who'd talk lowly of their friends. "My friends are my family. They put up with me for so long. They try to understand why I'm so unnecessarily complicated and obnoxious, and they do it with a smile on their faces." Louisa didn't understand why. "But you don't go around gushing about your family, that's how hypocrites do it. You start insulting their roots, instead. That's how close my friends and I are." They probably didn't appreciate it all the time, but it was common knowledge that as long as Louisa insulted you, you two were good. It was when she started treating you with utmost politeness that you should be careful. ... what! He thought she was mad because she said he was hot? Louisa laughed, "You can't take back logic, that's my most precious possession." Nonono. She wanted logic back. But also... "I am crazy. Just as crazy as you are." She frowned at him. "I don't understand why you're so determined to block anything good being said about you.*" He did it last time, and now too. It looked like a reflex for him, and it bothered Louisa, just like anything not right* bothered her. It could be a growing-up thing. Maybe he had strict parents who were never satisfied and always tried to push him further by putting him down? "Are you punishing yourself?" The next thought was said out loud.