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Ama · 03-07-2009, 06:05 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

The seekers were going into a dive RIGHT there in front of her, and of course she was screaming her head off! It was such a close game! But before the break, Gryffindor was in the lead with two snitches and now Bunbury was sure she was rooting for them.

"Look at that, Cale!" the redhead beamed, scooting closer to the Prefect for warmth. "You're winning! We're winning! YAAAAY!"

"Yaaaay," repeated Daphne in a much more less enthusiastic voice both in energy and volume than Professor BunBury's declaration of joy. At least she was distracted by the game now even though she had only chosen sides because of Cale. Hopton could have sworn she saw her shoot a special look his way as if seeking approval.

Merlin, gag me with a flobberworm.

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Originally Posted by Miss Lissy Lou

"Oh, uh, so you're decided on Gryffindor then?" he asked nervously. Gahhhhh, he was blushing again. "Well, erm...good cause we're gonna crush Slytherin," he said with a playful grin, winking over in Daphne's direction. He could tell the younger girl was a little, uncomfortable with the situation. He didn't blame her--he was freaking out quite a lot himself.

Then Bunbury forced him to look at the game again--Anna had just blocked a number of goals, and he hadn't noticed till just now. OH NOES! He was being such a horrible boyfriend! Jumping up in panic, he had another near miss as he stumbled on the bench and started waving his flag. "YEAHHHHHHH ANNA!" he cried. Oh lordy, if she could see him in the stands right now, he would be more than dead when they got back to the Common Room.

Ah, well, yes that made a lot of sense. Who wanted to walk around with uneven sideburns. The thought alone made her chuckle. How silly and unattractive and very loser-ish. Tugging her hair out of her scarf delicately, Daphne made a mental note to get thicker earmuffs.

These Quidditch Heads were still too loud.

Just as she was rubbing a finger on the corner of her mouth, wondering if she should apply more lip balm or memorize that Slytherin's features for future background dig up (He had not just sent a dangerous Quaffle at her Qudditch Head friend) Cale Newell winked at her.

...

HUH?

Oh, this is getting ridiculous, thought Daphne turning away from Cale as she patted her blond tresses. What was with these boys and not being able to resist her perfect charm. In her efforts to avert all eye contact with her Prefect she noticed a girl dressed in Slytherin colors waving at them. Heh. Surely, she wasn't waving at her. Daphne rolled her eyes. Must be for Newell. "Mister Newell, I think that girl over there is trying to demand you attention by waving her arms like a neglected circus monkey."

03-07-2009, 06:05 PM	#77 (permalink)
Ama MLE Werewolf Join Date: Sep 2003 Posts: 65,730 Hogwarts RPG Name: Tahir Kovac Khatri First Year	Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl The seekers were going into a dive RIGHT there in front of her, and of course she was screaming her head off! It was such a close game! But before the break, Gryffindor was in the lead with two snitches and now Bunbury was sure she was rooting for them. "Look at that, Cale!" the redhead beamed, scooting closer to the Prefect for warmth. "You're winning! We're winning! YAAAAY!" "Yaaaay," repeated Daphne in a much more less enthusiastic voice both in energy and volume than Professor BunBury's declaration of joy. At least she was distracted by the game now even though she had only chosen sides because of Cale. Hopton could have sworn she saw her shoot a special look his way as if seeking approval. Merlin, gag me with a flobberworm. Quote: Originally Posted by Miss Lissy Lou "Oh, uh, so you're decided on Gryffindor then?" he asked nervously. Gahhhhh, he was blushing again. "Well, erm...good cause we're gonna crush Slytherin," he said with a playful grin, winking over in Daphne's direction. He could tell the younger girl was a little, uncomfortable with the situation. He didn't blame her--he was freaking out quite a lot himself. Then Bunbury forced him to look at the game again--Anna had just blocked a number of goals, and he hadn't noticed till just now. OH NOES! He was being such a horrible boyfriend! Jumping up in panic, he had another near miss as he stumbled on the bench and started waving his flag. "YEAHHHHHHH ANNA!" he cried. Oh lordy, if she could see him in the stands right now, he would be more than dead when they got back to the Common Room. Ah, well, yes that made a lot of sense. Who wanted to walk around with uneven sideburns. The thought alone made her chuckle. How silly and unattractive and very loser-ish. Tugging her hair out of her scarf delicately, Daphne made a mental note to get thicker earmuffs. These Quidditch Heads were still too loud. Just as she was rubbing a finger on the corner of her mouth, wondering if she should apply more lip balm or memorize that Slytherin's features for future background dig up (He had not just sent a dangerous Quaffle at her Qudditch Head friend) Cale Newell winked at her. ... HUH? Oh, this is getting ridiculous, thought Daphne turning away from Cale as she patted her blond tresses. What was with these boys and not being able to resist her perfect charm. In her efforts to avert all eye contact with her Prefect she noticed a girl dressed in Slytherin colors waving at them. Heh. Surely, she wasn't waving at her. Daphne rolled her eyes. Must be for Newell. "Mister Newell, I think that girl over there is trying to demand you attention by waving her arms like a neglected circus monkey."