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Padie · 06-21-2008, 01:45 AM

Okay, if Roísin thought she could possibly paint when Ollie was around, then she had to be absolutely insane. It was just impossible for her to keep focused enough to actually keep her paintbrush under control, thus making her constantly have to withdraw it from her canvas before she coloured the water in bright red or something of the sort instead of the pale blue she should use. Oh, why did he have to look like such an angel in her eyes?

And so, her eyes kept shifting from her half white canvas to him while her hand kept moving up and down, depending on where her eyes were set. The only reason why they weren't constantly stuck to Ollie was the fact that she was certain that he might notice her looking at him and, well, she just did not know what she'd do if that happened.

Still, there was one time he seemed to catch her eye but luckily she lowered her head so quickly that her curls flew around her head, capturing the sunlight quite too easily. In that moment, she knew she'd have to control herself better. In that moment, she knew she could not raise her head again for at least three minutes, just in case he was still looking at him. Somehow, even though the pain of not being able to look at him burned in her chest, she managed to keep her eyes, but not her mind, on the canvas and on the lake. Until, that is, she heard a gentle noise behind her and felt someone observing her.

Ollie.

At once, Roísin stopped breathing. It was him, wasn't it? Standing right behind her. It was him, right? What would she say? What could she say? Should she just stay quiet and wait for him to speak first? Perhaps that was the wisest option, but the desire to look at him was such...

She simply couldn't resist. Holding her paintbrush, she slowly turned her head around and seeing him there didn't help her one bit to calm down. The way the light shinned upon him only seemed to augment his breath-taking beauty and that was not good at all for her hormones or her brain. Not at all.

"H-hey," She said a few seconds later in a horse voice, only to find that her cheeks were burning and that that was not the sun's fault. Well, actually it was her own sun's fault.

06-21-2008, 01:45 AM	#390 (permalink)
Padie Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Neverland Posts: 39,693 Hogwarts RPG Name: Margaret Jacqueline Atkinson Morris Fifth Year	Potter’s Princess A+ FangGirl Okay, if Roísin thought she could possibly paint when Ollie was around, then she had to be absolutely insane. It was just impossible for her to keep focused enough to actually keep her paintbrush under control, thus making her constantly have to withdraw it from her canvas before she coloured the water in bright red or something of the sort instead of the pale blue she should use. Oh, why did he have to look like such an angel in her eyes? And so, her eyes kept shifting from her half white canvas to him while her hand kept moving up and down, depending on where her eyes were set. The only reason why they weren't constantly stuck to Ollie was the fact that she was certain that he might notice her looking at him and, well, she just did not know what she'd do if that happened. Still, there was one time he seemed to catch her eye but luckily she lowered her head so quickly that her curls flew around her head, capturing the sunlight quite too easily. In that moment, she knew she'd have to control herself better. In that moment, she knew she could not raise her head again for at least three minutes, just in case he was still looking at him. Somehow, even though the pain of not being able to look at him burned in her chest, she managed to keep her eyes, but not her mind, on the canvas and on the lake. Until, that is, she heard a gentle noise behind her and felt someone observing her. Ollie. At once, Roísin stopped breathing. It was him, wasn't it? Standing right behind her. It was him, right? What would she say? What could she say? Should she just stay quiet and wait for him to speak first? Perhaps that was the wisest option, but the desire to look at him was such... She simply couldn't resist. Holding her paintbrush, she slowly turned her head around and seeing him there didn't help her one bit to calm down. The way the light shinned upon him only seemed to augment his breath-taking beauty and that was not good at all for her hormones or her brain. Not at all. "H-hey," She said a few seconds later in a horse voice, only to find that her cheeks were burning and that that was not the sun's fault. Well, actually it was her own sun's fault. __________________ I gotta go back to the muggle world, they're gonna try and tell me this wasn't, that none of this happened, but you know what? It was real. It did happen. We spent time here. We made friends here. That's a part of us. Cause Hogwarts is bigger than any of us, of any of it's founders, and it's going to be around long after we're gone. Maybe we'll see our kids come here one day. That's the thing about Hogwarts. No matter how long you're away from it, there's always a way back.