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Ama · 08-06-2009, 08:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Nabs

Here was a suddenly rabid fourth year Gryffindor (Garret always suspected those Gryffindors were unstable) physically assaulting him, and Neo was too busy making lame, old man jokes over there with Lyra. HIS Lyra. He didn't understand why it was so hard for Daphne to believe that HE, Garret Crocker, could have gone out with Lyra Noir.

*sniff*

He turned his freckled nose up at her as he tried to pull his arm out of her grasp, "It is true and YES," a gloating note entered his voice, "I kissed her."

Or, well, she kissed him. On the cheek. But well, it still counted.

For a moment, an inexplicable anger flashed through her eyes before it was replaced with feigned indifference. "Fine," she replied simply. "Good for you. It's about time."

Without further ado, she turned her back to Garret and laid on her belly on the blanket. Reaching for the corner of the blanket, her fingers wrapped around the remaining grass. Silently, she began pulling tufts of grass from the ground.

Fine. Fine. We're fine.

08-06-2009, 08:58 PM	#266 (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 Nabs Here was a suddenly rabid fourth year Gryffindor (Garret always suspected those Gryffindors were unstable) physically assaulting him, and Neo was too busy making lame, old man jokes over there with Lyra. HIS Lyra. He didn't understand why it was so hard for Daphne to believe that HE, Garret Crocker, could have gone out with Lyra Noir. sniff He turned his freckled nose up at her as he tried to pull his arm out of her grasp, "It is true and YES," a gloating note entered his voice, "I kissed her." Or, well, she kissed him. On the cheek. But well, it still counted. For a moment, an inexplicable anger flashed through her eyes before it was replaced with feigned indifference. "Fine," she replied simply. "Good for you. It's about time." Without further ado, she turned her back to Garret and laid on her belly on the blanket. Reaching for the corner of the blanket, her fingers wrapped around the remaining grass. Silently, she began pulling tufts of grass from the ground. Fine. Fine. We're fine.