05-16-2016, 07:45 PM
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 DMC Snidget
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Andromeda Renzler-Denaker Gryffindor First Year | Fluttery Pegasi Quote:
Originally Posted by crimsonlion Hope nodded as she listened to Hadley. She couldn't believe her father would do that. Sometimes dads were not fair. Hope made a face, but then Hadley Said that things were better because she was back at Hogwarts. good. I'm glad that you're back here. Now we can hang out and I can keep you distracted. She gave her smile as she watched the cute little ferret play with Hadley. your ferret is super cute. I wish I had a pet here. I have my owl Annabella but she's not a ferret if you get what I mean. I bet they are alot of fun. Asher looks like he is. She laughed as he flipped over.
She thought about her kiss. It was so... I don't even know how to describe it.it was wet but firm. And I saw stars. But then it was over. And I was grounded. She saw him a couple more times and she had kissed him then too but she didn't want to seem like the she-got-busy girl of Hogwarts. Hadley nodded with a smile that was as genuine as it was weary. Asher meanwhile had escaped her tickles of doom, sped away in a tight arc and was now having a blast attacking Hadley's leg. She scooped him up, gave him a kiss on his forehead and cuddled him against her. At first he tried to squirm free and play more but then he decided that he liked this and settled down. "Owls are great too. I have one too. Wimple." Hadley was a teeny bit distracted by Asher licking her chin. "He's probably the most expressive owl I've ever seen. And obsessed with sharks. I'm going to visit him later today." Neither of her pets she actually paid for. Both had been received on one of her birthdays, Wimple as a birthday gift from her neighbor two years ago, and Asher from the Ravenclaw Raffle madness last year on her birthday. So Hadley didn't actually know how feasible it was for Hope to buy a pet herself. "It just kinda sucks you can't...can't...Asher, what are...you..." The ferret had moved his enthusiastic kisses up from her chin to her mouth. "I'm...trying...to talk..." The more she moved him, or pulled away so she could speak, the more determined he seemed.
When there was enough of a break in his kisses, she managed to suggest, "Maybe you can ask for a pet for your birthday?"
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