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Old 09-24-2008, 04:59 AM   #68 (permalink)
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Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now

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"Well, I am glad everyone talks to you Cale and Anna while I am ignored for being nice just like both of you" Jason said dejectedly. At least Jillian has been nice to me who is new" Jason said to Cale and Anna. " I have been alwayss taught, you do not ignore people when they talk to you or do not get mad when you are talked to by anyone- guess i was taught wrong, right Cale?" Jason asked him.
A disgruntled tone reached her and unwillingly, her hazel eyes parted from the goblet's seal. The boy was speaking something about being ignored and how impolite it was. Tilting her head, she contemplated how true this was. She had told him of her summer when he had asked but he didn't seem that interested in her talk about buying dresses and having encountered a strange boy at The Leaky Cauldron.

"I'm sorry....?" She apologized dubiously and turned her head slightly to whisper to Bree. "Do you know what he's talking about?"

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"Do you like Quidditch?" he asked, asking the necessary question that he asked almost every time he met someone new. It wasn't a requirement or anything for them to like it so he would talk to him again, but it helped to bring on more conversation sometimes--especially conversation about the Holyhead Harpies. That was his favorite type of conversation.
Putting the goblet down, Daphne raised her hands, eyes narrowed in thought. Quidditch. "Do you mean," she hesitated waving her hands slightly. "That game with the brooms and the flying balls of death?" Her parents had forced her to participate in the company's annual Quidditch match much to her dismay.

She didn't quite make it into the ten minute mark. Bludgers were remarkably fast, and hard, for someone whose only form of exercise was going down the staircase to the dining room and up the staircase to the bedroom. "I can't say I'm fond of it."

She prayed her Prefect wasn't fond of it but the truth seemed to taunt her from his curls and abnormal sideburns. It was in the hair it was, and she glance sideways at the goblet wondering if she should just pretend she never heard him in the first place.
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