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Harmonizer · 09-28-2008, 12:15 PM

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Originally Posted by Evster

"I was looking for Samson," Gav added, then froze when they both demanded an apology. Him - apologize to HER? No way! Gavin doesn't do apologies! But wait... Gavin had to go back to his table? Nuh-huh. He wasn't going back to those losers.

"Apologize to her?" Gavin more-or-less yelped. "What for? I didn't do anything!" Willow was the one starting it by making up stories of how lost he was. Plus, all he did was greet her. Man, was she high and mighty.

Samson wedged himself between Gavin and whoever was sitting beside him. He turned to the ladies he was talking to, a scrutinizing look on his face. "Gavin doesn't do apologies. Not unless he really made a mistake. And by the looks of it, being here at the Ravenclaw Table coz he wants to visit a friend isn't a mistake." He put his arm around Gav, and resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at the girls.

"Soooo. How've you been, oh brother?" He asked while spooning a large amount of food on to his plate.

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

Oooh. Already Issy had decided she liked this boy, for the mischievous glint in his eyes and the way he smiled. And he was rather cute, she decided, with pretty blue eyes that were very… well, pretty. Eyes that one could easily fall into, at the very least, which made her feel very foolish and silly. His hair, too, she noticed, was nice. Issy quite liked boy hair and often felt the urge to play with it.

Forcing herself to turn to Willow, she ducked her head in slight shame and nodded, a small grin curling on her lips, whether a lingering swoon directed to the boy or a happiness for seeing Willow, she couldn’t be for certain. Perhaps it was a combination of the both, for her cheeks hadn’t yet lost their patchy pinkness.

“Just a bit late,” she noted, glancing over at the boy, up through her lashes. He was teasing, she knew, in a playful sort, and it only made her lips pucker in attempt to ward off another grin. “Sure it’s only a couple odd hours? I was thinking I surely must’ve been out for a good five hours.” Did she bat her lashes? Issy might have fluttered her lashes at the boy. “I figured a fashionably late entrance had to be the best of them all, yes?” Coyly, she rose her shoulders, smiling.

Flirting was second nature to Issy and suddenly, with all these boys around, Issy found it wasn’t exactly THAT hard to keep her mind off Samson.

Except that he was still there, at the back. As she glanced around the Great Hall and spoke, she found her eyes scanning around for Samson. Thus far, she hadn’t caught sight of him and, though she tried to pretend it hadn’t, her stomach kind of plummeted.

Against her will, Issy was quite desperately missing Samson, possibly more so because she was trying to push him out of her life.

“Pleasure to meet you,” she told the boy, trying to change the topic of her mind. “I’m Isabella Cortella, but everyone just calls me Issy.” Insert charming smile here.

Oh. It was definitely wrong for Samson to keep glancing around. He should have just kept his focus on the food.

Because, though he forced himself to believe that this was inconsiquential, Issy seemed to be flirting with someone else. And Samson did not take to it well. Maybe it was just because he wasn't used to his friends flirting.

But Gavin flirted.

Alright. So he wasn't entirely used to the fact that his female friends flirted.

And besides, the guy didn't even look all that appealing. And he was a Gryffindor. And... and... and.

"Hey, Issy!"

What?

Samson pursed his lips carefully, and tried not to make it obvious that he was abruptly regretting his sudden outburst of a greeting. What was going on with him? It was weird, and new, and he didn't like it, either. Eh.

09-28-2008, 12:15 PM	#533 (permalink)
Harmonizer Werewolf Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Not here. Posts: 65,281 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ivandermius Hart Third Year	GUESS WHO'S BACK. BACK AGAIN ♥ Team Samssy ♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Evster "I was looking for Samson," Gav added, then froze when they both demanded an apology. Him - apologize to HER? No way! Gavin doesn't do apologies! But wait... Gavin had to go back to his table? Nuh-huh. He wasn't going back to those losers. "Apologize to her?" Gavin more-or-less yelped. "What for? I didn't do anything!" Willow was the one starting it by making up stories of how lost he was. Plus, all he did was greet her. Man, was she high and mighty. Samson wedged himself between Gavin and whoever was sitting beside him. He turned to the ladies he was talking to, a scrutinizing look on his face. "Gavin doesn't do apologies. Not unless he really made a mistake. And by the looks of it, being here at the Ravenclaw Table coz he wants to visit a friend isn't a mistake." He put his arm around Gav, and resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at the girls. "Soooo. How've you been, oh brother?" He asked while spooning a large amount of food on to his plate. Quote: Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron Oooh. Already Issy had decided she liked this boy, for the mischievous glint in his eyes and the way he smiled. And he was rather cute, she decided, with pretty blue eyes that were very… well, pretty. Eyes that one could easily fall into, at the very least, which made her feel very foolish and silly. His hair, too, she noticed, was nice. Issy quite liked boy hair and often felt the urge to play with it. Forcing herself to turn to Willow, she ducked her head in slight shame and nodded, a small grin curling on her lips, whether a lingering swoon directed to the boy or a happiness for seeing Willow, she couldn’t be for certain. Perhaps it was a combination of the both, for her cheeks hadn’t yet lost their patchy pinkness. “Just a bit late,” she noted, glancing over at the boy, up through her lashes. He was teasing, she knew, in a playful sort, and it only made her lips pucker in attempt to ward off another grin. “Sure it’s only a couple odd hours? I was thinking I surely must’ve been out for a good five hours.” Did she bat her lashes? Issy might have fluttered her lashes at the boy. “I figured a fashionably late entrance had to be the best of them all, yes?” Coyly, she rose her shoulders, smiling. Flirting was second nature to Issy and suddenly, with all these boys around, Issy found it wasn’t exactly THAT hard to keep her mind off Samson. Except that he was still there, at the back. As she glanced around the Great Hall and spoke, she found her eyes scanning around for Samson. Thus far, she hadn’t caught sight of him and, though she tried to pretend it hadn’t, her stomach kind of plummeted. Against her will, Issy was quite desperately missing Samson, possibly more so because she was trying to push him out of her life. “Pleasure to meet you,” she told the boy, trying to change the topic of her mind. “I’m Isabella Cortella, but everyone just calls me Issy.” Insert charming smile here. Oh. It was definitely wrong for Samson to keep glancing around. He should have just kept his focus on the food. Because, though he forced himself to believe that this was inconsiquential, Issy seemed to be flirting with someone else. And Samson did not take to it well. Maybe it was just because he wasn't used to his friends flirting. But Gavin flirted. Alright. So he wasn't entirely used to the fact that his female friends flirted. And besides, the guy didn't even look all that appealing. And he was a Gryffindor. And... and... and. "Hey, Issy!" What? Samson pursed his lips carefully, and tried not to make it obvious that he was abruptly regretting his sudden outburst of a greeting. What was going on with him? It was weird, and new, and he didn't like it, either. Eh. __________________ -IVANHART-