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Hermione_loves_Ron · 07-04-2009, 08:24 AM

The level of awkward at which Samson behaved made Issy want to swoon. Merlin, Awkward!Samson was positively adorable. Omnomnom. But instead of launching herself at Samson and hushing his awkward ways with her lips (which she dearly desired to do), she merely settled for smiling happily.

"Well, just know, Mister Carswell, that if I could, I would tuck you into your bed and sit with you and make sure that you slept well." Oooh! How she truly desired to be able to take care of him. It made her feel like they were connected more than by interlinked fingers and spoken words. Forgive the girl, but she wanted more! Something more to go with the words. She was sixteen! Issy desired conclusion to their coming together!

Was it so wrong that she just wanted to be able to call him hers? In her mind, Issy played with the words. My boyfriend, Samson. Ag, how silly. But, she had told him she believed him to be her soul mate... Oh Merlin, she was silly.

"Either way, Samson. You know I would gladly sit on the couch with you. I'd wrap you up in a blanket and I'd take your temperature if I had to and ensure that you get plenty of fluids. And when you're not sleeping, I would sit beside you and talk to you and when you finally fell asleep, I'd stroke your hair."

Merlin, she adored playing with his hair so much. Instead of reaching for it, she instead continued to sway their hands between them.

Oh Hufflepuffs. What a fine excuse for Issy and Samson to spend more time together. The fact that it was Samson proposing this meant they stick together filled her with glee. A long time ago, Issy had learned that, as long as she was with Samson, she would be happy. Brushing aside her fringe, her gaze remained on Samson, a serene smile upon her face.

But nothing could top what came next. Issy did all she could not to swoon and she fought to prevent the sigh that wanted to escape her parted lips as Samson tucked back a lock of hair she'd let fall free. But it was the words... her heart soared, her head buzzed, her body trembled gently.

"Samson..." she breathed, sighing. Whenever he did performed such simple actions or said such things... ag! It filled her with such bubbly sweetness... Her fingers curled tighter upon the remaining fingers she still linked to. "Oh, Samson, you're..." Her breath fell short.

07-04-2009, 08:24 AM	#358 (permalink)
Hermione_loves_Ron Hungarian Horntail Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Saffron City Posts: 69,656 Hogwarts RPG Name: November {Noe} Franze First Year	Brain Twin \| MASTAH ASHURRII \| Reisdent PokeNerd \| Digifangirl The level of awkward at which Samson behaved made Issy want to swoon. Merlin, Awkward!Samson was positively adorable. Omnomnom. But instead of launching herself at Samson and hushing his awkward ways with her lips (which she dearly desired to do), she merely settled for smiling happily. "Well, just know, Mister Carswell, that if I could, I would tuck you into your bed and sit with you and make sure that you slept well." Oooh! How she truly desired to be able to take care of him. It made her feel like they were connected more than by interlinked fingers and spoken words. Forgive the girl, but she wanted more! Something more to go with the words. She was sixteen! Issy desired conclusion to their coming together! Was it so wrong that she just wanted to be able to call him hers? In her mind, Issy played with the words. My boyfriend, Samson. Ag, how silly. But, she had told him she believed him to be her soul mate... Oh Merlin, she was silly. "Either way, Samson. You know I would gladly sit on the couch with you. I'd wrap you up in a blanket and I'd take your temperature if I had to and ensure that you get plenty of fluids. And when you're not sleeping, I would sit beside you and talk to you and when you finally fell asleep, I'd stroke your hair." Merlin, she adored playing with his hair so much. Instead of reaching for it, she instead continued to sway their hands between them. Oh Hufflepuffs. What a fine excuse for Issy and Samson to spend more time together. The fact that it was Samson proposing this meant they stick together filled her with glee. A long time ago, Issy had learned that, as long as she was with Samson, she would be happy. Brushing aside her fringe, her gaze remained on Samson, a serene smile upon her face. But nothing could top what came next. Issy did all she could not to swoon and she fought to prevent the sigh that wanted to escape her parted lips as Samson tucked back a lock of hair she'd let fall free. But it was the words... her heart soared, her head buzzed, her body trembled gently. "Samson..." she breathed, sighing. Whenever he did performed such simple actions or said such things... ag! It filled her with such bubbly sweetness... Her fingers curled tighter upon the remaining fingers she still linked to. "Oh, Samson, you're..." Her breath fell short. __________________ 'Cause out of all the people I've known, the places I've been, the songs that I have sung, The wonders I've seen, now that the dreams are all coming true, who is the one that leads me on through? TUNE IN! POTTERWATCH && BOOKCLUB