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Faerilicious · 06-06-2008, 03:54 AM

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Originally Posted by Samia

There was really nothing special about the wedding. Ewan had expected more. It was the Minister's wedding and noting exciting- it was heart breaking really.

He was playing with the fork- his half eaten cake lying there as he watched people danced and pretend they were enjoying the reception- well they were surely pretending, right? Or maybe he really didn't had the spirit of enjoying a wedding. Ewan had been sitting on one of the vacant seats for a while now. . .

He had given up the hope for looking for Bella- it had been a while since he saw her. She surely was being busy. He didn't blame her- it was just her job. He shrugged absently to himself at the thought. But just as the shrug to himslef had been clearly a sign that he wouldn't go look for her- he had looked up- and there she was.

A grin instantly lit up his face- there she was. And the half eaten cake was left forgotten as Ewan got up and made his way upto her. She looked devine ofcourse- the perfect black dress, the bun- and the sandles. Another grin. With one of his hand in his pocket- Ewan tapped her shoulder lightly with his other hand. "May I have the pleasure for this long awaited dance, Miss Brown?"

Bella was glancing in the other direction when she felt a tap on her bare shoulders. She shivered and then she heard his voice. She smiled. Think of the devil. Giggling at her own thoughts, Bella turned around to face Ewan. He was wearing the tux she had picked out for him and as she had told him, he looked dashing. "Of course." She said, setting her glass back on the table, she smiled at him. "Let's go." She slid her arm around his and waited for him to lead her to the dance floor.

06-06-2008, 03:54 AM	#164 (permalink)
Faerilicious Triwizard Champion DA's ROR Keeper Dwarf Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Australia Posts: 35,035 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aanya Agrawal First Year	Wonky Knee Quote: Originally Posted by Samia There was really nothing special about the wedding. Ewan had expected more. It was the Minister's wedding and noting exciting- it was heart breaking really. He was playing with the fork- his half eaten cake lying there as he watched people danced and pretend they were enjoying the reception- well they were surely pretending, right? Or maybe he really didn't had the spirit of enjoying a wedding. Ewan had been sitting on one of the vacant seats for a while now. . . He had given up the hope for looking for Bella- it had been a while since he saw her. She surely was being busy. He didn't blame her- it was just her job. He shrugged absently to himself at the thought. But just as the shrug to himslef had been clearly a sign that he wouldn't go look for her- he had looked up- and there she was. A grin instantly lit up his face- there she was. And the half eaten cake was left forgotten as Ewan got up and made his way upto her. She looked devine ofcourse- the perfect black dress, the bun- and the sandles. Another grin. With one of his hand in his pocket- Ewan tapped her shoulder lightly with his other hand. "May I have the pleasure for this long awaited dance, Miss Brown?" Bella was glancing in the other direction when she felt a tap on her bare shoulders. She shivered and then she heard his voice. She smiled. Think of the devil. Giggling at her own thoughts, Bella turned around to face Ewan. He was wearing the tux she had picked out for him and as she had told him, he looked dashing. "Of course." She said, setting her glass back on the table, she smiled at him. "Let's go." She slid her arm around his and waited for him to lead her to the dance floor.