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Angie · 09-25-2008, 06:34 PM

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Originally Posted by Eclipsed

Winding in and out amongst the throngs of students, Terry vainly tried to see around the sides of heads, mildly considering sprinting through, thus knocking everyone out of his way. THUS clearing his path in front of him. But naah, he didn't think the professors would be too pleased with him then.

Dude, it had the summer hols. One month away only, so why was everyone acting as though they hadn't seen each other in a bajillion lightyears? Sheesh.

A mass of living blue passed by him, and he guessed this was the Ravenclaws right here. Skirting around the table, he would never be to able explain several days later exactly how he'd heard her voice. Maybe he was just naturally attuned to her voice. Which was a little freaky. Just a little.

Swivelling towards the source of the voice, he grinned hugely, the forest green eyes clear even from such a distance.

Already he was feeling better. Evee, Miles AND Hugo ending up in Slytherin had completely bummed him out. Trust himself to be the one to end up in Gryffindor. Oh well, atleast he knew someone who wasn't currently adorned in rich greens and silvers.

Sneakily, he stalked silently towards the back of her table, eyes intent on her dark hair.

Right now...

It was time for his Mystery Woman.

Incredibly aware of all the staring the little incident between Gavin, Professor Vindicuts and herself had produced, Willow began to shuffle awkwardly on her seat. People could be so nosy. It wasn't that Willow didn't like attention, she just didn't appreciate it when it was for something bad, such as arguing with some Hufflepuff idiot like Gavin.

And what was he waiting for to apologize and leave? Had he not heard Vindictus? Of course he had, he was just being his usual arrogant self, probably. To be honest, Willow would not be able to eat properly until he left the table. Really, when Willow told him that she didn't want to see him again, she'd really meant it. But of course he would not respect her wishes. It was Gavin, after all. Sigh.

Willow took a deep breath. Okay, if Gavin didn't want to leave, that was his problem with Vindictus, and not hers. She could always ignore him: ignoring people was something the fourteen year old was fairly good at.

Yes, she would definitely do that.

One hand reached for a strand of dark hair, twirled it around her fingers nervously --due all the starting before dropping it, and taking another sip of pumpkin juice.

Mind you, she was too distracted to notice that someone was standing right behind her.

09-25-2008, 06:34 PM	#279 (permalink)
Angie DoM Veela Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira Posts: 37,611 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8	Wowza! Quote: Originally Posted by Eclipsed Winding in and out amongst the throngs of students, Terry vainly tried to see around the sides of heads, mildly considering sprinting through, thus knocking everyone out of his way. THUS clearing his path in front of him. But naah, he didn't think the professors would be too pleased with him then. Dude, it had the summer hols. One month away only, so why was everyone acting as though they hadn't seen each other in a bajillion lightyears? Sheesh. A mass of living blue passed by him, and he guessed this was the Ravenclaws right here. Skirting around the table, he would never be to able explain several days later exactly how he'd heard her voice. Maybe he was just naturally attuned to her voice. Which was a little freaky. Just a little. Swivelling towards the source of the voice, he grinned hugely, the forest green eyes clear even from such a distance. Already he was feeling better. Evee, Miles AND Hugo ending up in Slytherin had completely bummed him out. Trust himself to be the one to end up in Gryffindor. Oh well, atleast he knew someone who wasn't currently adorned in rich greens and silvers. Sneakily, he stalked silently towards the back of her table, eyes intent on her dark hair. Right now... It was time for his Mystery Woman. Incredibly aware of all the staring the little incident between Gavin, Professor Vindicuts and herself had produced, Willow began to shuffle awkwardly on her seat. People could be so nosy. It wasn't that Willow didn't like attention, she just didn't appreciate it when it was for something bad, such as arguing with some Hufflepuff idiot like Gavin. And what was he waiting for to apologize and leave? Had he not heard Vindictus? Of course he had, he was just being his usual arrogant self, probably. To be honest, Willow would not be able to eat properly until he left the table. Really, when Willow told him that she didn't want to see him again, she'd really meant it. But of course he would not respect her wishes. It was Gavin, after all. Sigh. Willow took a deep breath. Okay, if Gavin didn't want to leave, that was his problem with Vindictus, and not hers. She could always ignore him: ignoring people was something the fourteen year old was fairly good at. Yes, she would definitely do that. One hand reached for a strand of dark hair, twirled it around her fingers nervously --due all the starting before dropping it, and taking another sip of pumpkin juice. Mind you, she was too distracted to notice that someone was standing right behind her. __________________