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DaniDiNardo · 03-07-2016, 11:06 PM

SPOILER!!: Bentley~

"Careful Bentley, any more whiny and you'll start fitting into Belle's skirts." Last HE checked, that was Heath's job and though he knew his cousin was a bit....pampered and shielded he didn't think his ambition could go much lower--which said a lot coming from the kid who wanted to sell hot dogs. At least they'd be working, not living off their parents for the rest of their lives. "We'll find something to do that has nothing to do with magic and it'll be fun and we'll be rich." There, it was all decided and the boy could bite contentedly into his sandwich.

Mmmm, the elves sure knew how to make 'em.

Blaise rolled his eyes at the continued dramatics on the part of his cousin. Guy didn't know when to quit, did he? "No one asks you to suffer--you're not even suffering, you do magic just fine and anyway NO ONE tells you to run back to the dorm after I've gone to class just so you can show up to class with my wand." If anyone was suffering, it was obviously him.

There was no escaping with Bentley Bellaire-Moore for a cousin. None at all. He might have said as much but then his cousin got this look about him...the kind that promised news. Without hesitation the Gryffindor snapped his fingers at his quill and notepad, prompting them to the ready. What he heard however...confused him. "Practise? Practising....what?" Why was he practising with her??? WAS HE BEING REPLACED????

03-07-2016, 11:06 PM	#14 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,240 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: Bentley~ Quote: Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy "Or I could just go work for my mum at the hotel and do nothing while making money or work at my dad's pub OR take pictures for a living. There is no way I'd sell hotdogs in Diagon Alley for a living. No way!" He side eyed Blaise and bit into his sandwich. He never ever thought out his plans did he? All day with dirty drunks and less than savoury people, doing something he was sure both he and Blaise would hate. He wasn't going to be a drop out, mostly because he didn't want to break his mother's heart. She had a fragile HufflePuff heart. He was sure that she wouldn't be able to handle it. "I think he has just given up on you that's all. Most sensible people will do that but as family I'm obligated to suffer along." He got a dirty eye for the hufflepuff comment. Bentley looked around to be positively sure that they were the only ones present in the dorm. "So did I tell you that Chloe and I have been practicing?" He waggled his brow at Blaise, and even though you couldn't really tell he felt his ears warm. "Careful Bentley, any more whiny and you'll start fitting into Belle's skirts." Last HE checked, that was Heath's job and though he knew his cousin was a bit....pampered and shielded he didn't think his ambition could go much lower--which said a lot coming from the kid who wanted to sell hot dogs. At least they'd be working, not living off their parents for the rest of their lives. "We'll find something to do that has nothing to do with magic and it'll be fun and we'll be rich." There, it was all decided and the boy could bite contentedly into his sandwich. Mmmm, the elves sure knew how to make 'em. Blaise rolled his eyes at the continued dramatics on the part of his cousin. Guy didn't know when to quit, did he? "No one asks you to suffer--you're not even suffering, you do magic just fine and anyway NO ONE tells you to run back to the dorm after I've gone to class just so you can show up to class with my wand." If anyone was suffering, it was obviously him. There was no escaping with Bentley Bellaire-Moore for a cousin. None at all. He might have said as much but then his cousin got this look about him...the kind that promised news. Without hesitation the Gryffindor snapped his fingers at his quill and notepad, prompting them to the ready. What he heard however...confused him. "Practise? Practising....what?" Why was he practising with her??? WAS HE BEING REPLACED???? __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.