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Old 06-17-2017, 10:28 AM   #52 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by Erindipity View Post
Dora wrinkled up her nose as she watched his emotions play across his face. He seriously had no poker face whatsoever. It was almost endearing if not a bit annoying.

More annoying than anything. But whatever. Could be worse.

And now the blonde shrugged and tossed her curls anything bit. "Well lucky for you I'm used to people underestimating me and trying to tear me down. Doesn't mean I don't still give it my all. " Meaning he or her housemates none would ever deter her from reaching a goal even if it did hurt sometimes. And she did let it get to her too often.

But... here lately she let it fuel her hate fire. Metaphorically speaking.

"Thanks, sir. But I don't share your view. I doubt I'll go much further. But I'm also not obsessed with winning so it doesn't bother me. I'm also not one to sit idly by and let a bunch of games dictate what I do with myself when I am morally opposed to something. " Perhaps her words seemed convoluted and vague, but really she meant them to be that way. Never one to show her true intentions off the bat and all.

"But maybe you should tell Levi you are rooting for him. I appreciate it and did need the reassurance, but he'll likely be your prize pony so to speak. " Her voice didn't convey any emotion one way or another, and the smile she gave thE man didn't give much away either. And really it wasn't some self deprecating nonsense... as most would assume it to be. Maybe she WANTED everyone to doubt her and root for others so she could slide in like the underdog... OR she had other things in mind.

"I truly hope you have a wonderful rest of your day, Professor and I do so appreciate the kind words. " And with one last smile the girl turned in a wave of blonde curls and jetted off to the exit, all thoughts of books leaving her as she went.

No need to keep reading up on things when something MAJOR just cropped up in her mind. Time to seek out her uncle on this one!
Gaston looked back at Dora with an unreadable expression for a moment, not because he was trying to hide his emotions - everyone knew by now that he was useless at that - but because he wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel. Really, he was more confused than anything. Had his words come across the wrong way? He wasn't obsessed with winning or looking for a "prize pony". Of course he'd be lying if he said he wasn't hoping for a Gryffindor victory, but that wasn't why he said he thought she'd go far. Win or lose, he believed in her; he was only trying to be encouraging.

He wasn't sure if he'd accidentally made her angry or not, but if he had, she wasn't going off on him. He took that as a hopeful sign! He was silent as he tried to riddle out the vague words and the lack of emotion in her voice and her smile. Was there some ulterior meaning there? The only clue that jumped out at him was what she said about being morally opposed. "I... I think I understand," he said. He'd probably feel the same way if he was expected to compete in this competition! "No one can force you to stay in the competition of you don't want to, and it would be wrong to try." He certainly wasn't going to, and he'd challenge anyone who did. "It's your choice; I'll support you no matter what you decide."

He smiled when she thanked him and wished him a good day. "You're very welcome, Dora, and thank you," he replied. But before he could say any more, she was gone. Well, that was unexpected! he stared blankly after her, debating whether or not to follow her, but he decided against it. She probably needed her space right now. With a sigh, he picked up his stack of books and headed toward the front desk.
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