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sweetpinkpixie · 10-13-2016, 04:00 AM

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Originally Posted by Meizzner

Nah Puddifoot would be weird especially with her and all the other students there. Here is much better since at least he can get a good drink. Unless she wanted to skip the talking. No complaints from him. Probably spent all her time getting dressed from the looks of it. Viktor raised an eyebrow as he saw the present he gave her. Shame. The curse would have been fun to see.

"Let me guess, You bore another man to death with your horrible stories?"

He made a gesture to the chair even though he knew for a fact she was just going to sit anyway.

Smirk.

"Now tell me what would make you mad enough to cast a Ear-shrivelling and Babbling Curse on someone?"

It was a good thing Daphne had not applied certain skills already or else his question that came later would have been answered. And then some. Good for him perhaps, not so much for the trigger happy witch seated across from him so much. And really, don't flatter yourself Viktor. She spent no more time getting ready than she did any other day. Perhaps even less so than usual since she did not need to prepare for an assignment.

She gave their surroundings a cursory look around, hoping a student of his would overhear her use of twinkletoes and use it against him. She had heard all about the other nicknames, to adding to the collection would make his scowl taste all the more sweet.

"I don't share stories," she replied curtly, crossing one le g over the other and resting her boot on her knee. She wasn't some bloody girl scout for Merlin's sake. His next inquiry raised one of her well sculpted brows and clench her strong jaw before slowly tilting her head to the side and running her tongue in aggravation over the bottom of her upper teeth. "What did you do to this chair?"

Because he ought to know better than anyone what it took, especially in relation to him. He simply needed to breathe at her funny and it was wand
out.

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