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| Faye Gallagher | May 24 2009, 02:32 AM Post #31 |
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" You're welcome." Faye enjoyed Devon's hands in her hair. It felt nice, that for once, something was going slow. It was like he was actually taking his time and being respectful. It was nice, and she enjoyed it. She held her breath for a while, wondering what he would do next. Hopefully he wouldn't just stop there. " Mmhmm... says the girl sitting on my lap. I think you already gave in." "Well, Mr. Charming," she whispered, "that's only because your lap is very, very comfortable." She was teasing him, obviously, but she felt him growing anxious. He wouldn't be able to resist her anymore. Not in the state they were both in. Her head was starting to feel light. The alcohol was beginning to have effect now. "I've given in? Really now?" She loved his adorable little chuckle. It was cute. She moved her hand from his belt line to the hem of his shirt. She played with it for a moment before slipping her hand underneath, skimming the skin of his abdomen with her fingers. Her other hand snaked around his neck, stringing her fingers through his soft hair. Then, he pulled up her chin, and slowly began to kiss her. She resisted a victorious smile and replied softly at first. She held the kiss steady for a while. Then, she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. "How's this for giving in?" She asked innocently. |
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| Devon Tyler | May 24 2009, 03:16 AM Post #32 |
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"Well, Mr. Charming, that's only because your lap is very, very comfortable." " Good, I'm glad that you're comfortable." Devon said, he smiled, " You got the best seat in the place, not many girls get to sit on my lap." Devon added, it was true, but he was joking around with her. It was easy to joke around with her, she knew he was joking around, most girls sometimes flipped out at him, she didn't and that was one of the things he liked about her. "I've given in? Really now?" " Hmm, yes, because one, you're sitting on my lap and two, your hand is under my shirt, which actually feel very good by the way." Devon said he laughed slightly and let her continue what she was doing as he enjoyed it greatly, he knew that they really should be able to be doing this especially in a place as open as this but right now he didn't really feel like moving. "How's this for giving in?" Devon chuckled at this and shrugged, " I got tired of waiting I guess." he replied, he winked at her playfully, wanting to kiss her again, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers once more kissing her deeply, his one hand staying in her hair. |
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| Faye Gallagher | May 24 2009, 12:56 PM Post #33 |
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" Good, I'm glad that you're comfortable. You got the best seat in the place, not many girls get to sit on my lap." Faye smirked. "I'm privileged I suppose. It is a great honor." Faye laughed softly and continued, "Then again, I'm not like other girls." Faye was tired of sitting sideways to Devon, and since the chair was pretty big, she decided to maneuver around a little. She twisted her body so that she face Devon completely, and then tucked her knees against the armrest, insuring her staying in position. She made sure her dress wasn't ruffled too short and then looked back at Devon. " Hmm, yes, because one, you're sitting on my lap and two, your hand is under my shirt, which actually feel very good by the way." Faye laughed and then let her hand roam around some more against Devon's warm skin. She slipped her hand to his back and then leaned in and whispered in Devon's ear, "Feels good is not what I was going for," she teased. No, she was going for more! She then proceeded to butterfly kiss his neck for a brief moment. She left little kisses along his jawline, before reaching his lips. " I got tired of waiting I guess." He kissed her again, but deeper. She couldn't help but sigh into the kiss happily. His hand was still in her hair, keeping her head in place. She ran the hand on his back further up and tried to pull his body closer. She kept her other hand in his hair, playing with it gently. "Well, well, well. Impatient little guy, aren't ya? Or maybe you're just scared." She enjoyed teasing him. It was fun. |
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| Devon Tyler | May 24 2009, 09:41 PM Post #34 |
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"I'm privileged I suppose. It is a great honor. Then again, I'm not like other girls." Devon nodded, " I know you're not, that is one of the many things I find intriging about you." Devon told her honestly. He let her get comfortable on his lap again, now she was sitting face to face with him. Devon moved his hands to her hips to help make sure that she wouldn't fall off his lap. He kept a light grip on her hips though tight enough to ensure she wouldn't slip off. "Feels good is not what I was going for," Devon laughed lightly, " And what exactly were you going for?" Devon asked her curiously, his grip tightened just slightly on her hips as she placed a few kisses on his neck and jaw line. She was very direct another thing her liked, he was the same way most of the time. "Well, well, well. Impatient little guy, aren't ya? Or maybe you're just scared." " can you blame me....beside, you seem to be a little impatient yourself, you're the one whose hand is under my shirt at the moment." Devon replied, " And I'm not scared of anything, just maybe a little worried that I might end up losing my job if we get caught." Devon said, he kind of needed his job at Hogwarts, he needed to make a living. Devon brought his lips back to hers and kissed her deeply once more, he moved one hand back up into her hair. |
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| Faye Gallagher | May 25 2009, 03:17 AM Post #35 |
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" I know you're not, that is one of the many things I find intriging about you." "Full of compliments, aren't ya?" Faye smiled, enjoying the secure feeling of Devon's hands on her hips. He was finally doing something other than talking to her. He was touching her. Finally! And it felt good. She wouldn't mind if those hands slipped accidentally, or anything. She was all over him already, she supposed it was only right for him to have some fun too. But maybe he was just the perfect gentleman? " And what exactly were you going for?" "Well, I dunno. Maybe Amazing? Amazing would work." Faye felt Devon's hands hold on to her waist tighter, as if he didn't want her to stop. She laughed and placed another set of kisses on his neck. " can you blame me....beside, you seem to be a little impatient yourself, you're the one whose hand is under my shirt at the moment. And I'm not scared of anything, just maybe a little worried that I might end up losing my job if we get caught." "Hmm," Faye murmured into the kiss and pulled her hand out from under Devon's shirt, "not anymore." She teased as she ran the hand up his covered chest and left it hanging on the collar of his shirt. "Maybe I'm impatient. But is that such a terrible thing?" Faye smirked and hooked both hands at the waist of Devon's pants. "Your job? Come now. I think this beats your job," she teased, "besides, we won't get caught in here..." Faye leaned into Devon and whispered in his ear, "hopefully." |
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| Devon Tyler | May 25 2009, 05:05 AM Post #36 |
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"Full of compliments, aren't ya?" Devon grinned at her, " I try." devon said with a slight shrug of his shoulders he chuckled softly and quickly ran a hand through his hair before he returned it to her hips, he pulled her closer to him gently and slowly and cautiously moved one hand to her thigh and let it rest there, he was sure she didn't mind. Devon respected women, he didn't like to push them into anything or do anything they didn't want to do. "Well, I dunno. Maybe Amazing? Amazing would work." Devon did a slight nod, " Ok, it felt amazing." Devon replied to her honestly, he winked at her, " Was that better then?" Devon asked her, he was just joking around with her, and he knew that she knew that. "Hmm, not anymore. Maybe I'm impatient. But is that such a terrible thing? Your job? Come now. I think this beats your job, besides, we won't get caught in here... hopefully." " No not at all, I got impatient too, so I guess we're both guilty of being impatient then huh?' Devon said, he kissed her neck in return, " It does beat my job..." he muttered against her skin, " but, I need my job so I can make a living for myself." Devon explained, " But right now, I don't want to think about my job." He told her honestly, keeping his face in her neck. |
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| Faye Gallagher | May 25 2009, 01:08 PM Post #37 |
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" I try." Faye laughed. "That's one in a hundred then, eh?" Not many guys gave compliments. Not many guys gave compliments and then didn't try anything stupid. So it was a relief that all he did was pull her even closer and slide his hand down to her thigh. He kept it there. It didn't roam or anything. This kept Faye relaxed. This was quite a good evening. " Ok, it felt amazing. Was that better then?" "Much." She replied into a swift kiss. "Much better." She loved how he winked. He did it often, but it was cute. Sort of a habit for him, she guessed. She wondered how often girls did something like this for him. He must've been famous, so he had to get a lot of attention. The question was whether he allowed it or not. But he'd already said that. She was one of few. Good. " No not at all, I got impatient too, so I guess we're both guilty of being impatient then huh? It does beat my job...but, I need my job so I can make a living for myself. But right now, I don't want to think about my job." Faye smiled as Devon went in for her neck. Finally, he was acting. This was getting better each moment. And the murmur against her neck made her anxious, it tickled and soothed at the same time. Laughing quietly, she placed a hand around Devon's neck and pulled him closer, forcing the soft and butterfly kisses on her neck to get deeper. She was enjoying this all to much. She then pushed Devon's head away and smiled slyly before kissing him on the lips passionately. She let her hands drift downward onto his thighs and leaned into him as far as she could. She nibbled at his lower lip before continuing the kiss. That was when she didn't even notice the tall, older woman enter the bar. ~ Lem walked into the bar and ordered a small scotch from the bartender. It had been a long school day, and she had wanted to get out of the castle. Of course, being alone had it's benefits, but she also felt like she could have used a friend. Drinking alone wasn't that bad though, right? She swiveled in her stool, only to notice a rather PDA couple in the far corner on one of those big comfy chairs. Lem would have thought nothing of it, had it not been for the fact that the man was a teacher at Hogwarts. Devon Tyler. He taught flying lessons and helped with the Quidditch team. He was quite young, but well behaved. Lem was surprised he'd been able to resist all of the pretty girls at Hogwarts. He was only several years older from them. Lem smiled to herself and was about to turn away when she noticed something about the girl on Devon's lap. Those blonde curls reminded her of someone. Though, she couldn't quite place it. Many people had blonde curls, maybe it was nothing. But Lem knew better than that. She waited, and watched as the girl's left hand roamed up Devon's chest and found it's way into his hair. That was when Lem had a perfect view of the girl's wrist. The tattoo was clear and very familiar. And Lem was now far from happy. So much for Tyler being a good boy! Slamming her drink onto the bar, Lem made her way to the kissing couple and without notice, grabbed Faye by the wrist and roughly pulled her off of Devon. She didn't care about the shocked expressions on their faces. "There are so many problems with this picture. Any one care to explain? Ms. Gallagher? Professor Tyler? Do I need to remind you of the rules of engagement between Student and Teacher?" Lem cuffed Devon on the head rather roughly. "None are allowed! Have you both lost your minds? Am I to assume you let your groins do the thinking tonight? Honestly! And what the hell are you doing outside of school?" Lem glared at Faye. "Give me one good reason not to turn the both of you in?" |
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| Devon Tyler | May 25 2009, 04:57 PM Post #38 |
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"That's one in a hundred then, eh? Much. Much better." Devon laughed and shrugged, " Maybe, maybe not, who knows really." Devon said, waving it off, joking again of course. " And I'm glad you approve of my new answer." Devon replied, he grinned and shifted slightly beneath her. Devon was relieved to know that she didn't seem to mind what he was doing to her, she was afterall doing the same thing to him earlier, though of course he didn't want to scare her or freak her out so he was taking it slow, as he always did when he got like this with a women, he didn't lioke forcing them into something they didn't feel comfortable doing. Devon kissed her back lightly as she kissed him again, still wanting to keep things slow. The next thing Devon knew, Faye was roughly pulled away from him, he opened his eyes and paled when he saw who it was, another professor at Hogwarts. Devon immediatly stood up and winced as she hit him over the head roughly with her hand. This was it, Devon was screwed and he knew it. " Please...just calm down for a minute." Devon said, he ran a hand through his hair and roughly rubbed his face with his hands, trying to think, now he was frustrated, he should have been more careful, " I'm well aware of the rules Professor Tarendeau." Devon said at last. He was trying to find a way to explain himself, he could find no reasonable explaination to this, he knew he would have to face the consequences of his actions. Then Devon finally got an idea, he just hoped that Faye would realize it and play along, " Professor I can assure you that this will never happen again, people make mistakes, I've had a very rough and tiring day and I wasn't thinking clearly, and I know that is no excuse, but I'm certain that at least all of the professors have broken at least one if not more, of the staff rules, no one is that perfect enough to follow them to the T, am I right Professor?" Devon asked, back when he was in school he has seen many of the professors breaking their own staff rules, of course he didn't realize it until he himself became a professor and learned the rules inside and out. Though he wasn't sure if any Professor broke the same rule he just did, but that was regardless of his point. Any Professor that broke a staff rule and got caught and was turned in either resulted in a suspension from teaching for two weeks or more without pay and a penalty against said Professor or a firing. But really what other professional quidditch player would be willing to teach students on the side of their professional career, maybe 2 in 10, not even. Devon kept his steady gaze and Ralem and never faltered it. |
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| Faye Gallagher | May 26 2009, 03:05 AM Post #39 |
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" Please...just calm down for a minute. I'm well aware of the rules Professor Tarendeau. Professor I can assure you that this will never happen again, people make mistakes, I've had a very rough and tiring day and I wasn't thinking clearly, and I know that is no excuse, but I'm certain that at least all of the professors have broken at least one if not more, of the staff rules, no one is that perfect enough to follow them to the T, am I right Professor?" Faye felt herself being yanked off of Devon in a hurry. Before she could realize what was going on, someone hit Devon across the head and was holding her arm very tightly. Regaining her composure, Faye looked up to see Professor Tarendeau. God. She was screwed. Devon was screwed! They were both screwed! Oh god! And what's worse! She was caught outside of school! No! She was going to get murdered by Professor Tarendeau! Oh no... Sighing, Faye was going to try and get herself out of this mess somehow when Devon started talking for the both of them. What was he doing??? Why was he admitting to the mistake? Yes, it was obvious they both were in trouble and that they both had been making out. But still, why admit to it? Why was she letting him talk? Soon enough though, Faye decided to go along with Devon. "Professor. I'm really sorry. It's been a long day, and I understand that what I've done is inappropriate and breaking the rules. I have grossly over stepped the boundaries. I have no excuse for what I've done." Adding effect, Faye hung her head. Professor Tarendeau looked from Devon to Faye, not knowing what to say first. "Professor Tyler, I will not have you trying to turn the tables on me. Teachers may or may not break rules, but none such as terrible as this. This is beyond words. This is a shame to our institution! If something like this gets out, Hogwarts will never hear the end of it!" Lem glared at Devon. "And you Ms. Gallagher, you are in more trouble than you can expect. Not only have I found you with a professor, I've also found you outside of Hogwarts without permission!" Sighing, Lem looked around the bar briefly before looking back at Devon and Faye. "Look. I don't feel like doing this today. So what you're going to do. You're going to stop doing anything with Professor Tyler. You are going to go back to Hogwarts, the both of you, with me. You are not going to speak to each other, contact each other, or do anything with each other. Same goes for the summer too. You will not do anything your stupid hormonal bodies want you to do. Got it? And in turn, no one finds out about this." That was final. No argument. |
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| Devon Tyler | May 26 2009, 05:03 PM Post #40 |
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"Professor Tyler, I will not have you trying to turn the tables on me. Teachers may or may not break rules, but none such as terrible as this. This is beyond words. This is a shame to our institution! If something like this gets out, Hogwarts will never hear the end of it! And you Ms. Gallagher, you are in more trouble than you can expect. Not only have I found you with a professor, I've also found you outside of Hogwarts without permission! Look. I don't feel like doing this today. So what you're going to do. You're going to stop doing anything with Professor Tyler. You are going to go back to Hogwarts, the both of you, with me. You are not going to speak to each other, contact each other, or do anything with each other. Same goes for the summer too. You will not do anything your stupid hormonal bodies want you to do. Got it? And in turn, no one finds out about this." This pissed Devon off, what right did she have to order him around like this, he was an adult and was perfectly capable to think for himself, and here was Ralem treating him like a student, she had to learn and understand that he was a professor too and yes he broke one rule but that doesn't entitle her to order him around like this, she was not his teacher, she was not his mother, she was his colleauge. " I had no intention on turning the table towards anyone, Professor, I was merely stating a fact, Clearly you didn't understand." Devon said, his jaw clenched. " I have told you up front that I had made a mistake and not many people would own up to it like that, I apologized and told you that it wouldn't happen again, so take it easy." " I can't go to the castle tonight as I have a practice early in the morning and the apparation distance between my house and my practice field is shorter then between the castle and my practice field. And to speak frankly Professor just because you caught me with a student once, and really the situation wasn't that bad, you have absolutely no right to order me around, you're not my boss, you're not my teacher, and you're not my mother. If you don't want us to see, talk or do anything with each other, fine, but you have no control over what happens over the summer, none. I'm not saying that anything will happen, and the chances that it will are slim as I won't be here much, you still have no right to tell us what we can or cannot do over the summer as it is not during school hours." Devon said. He gave Faye a quick, fleeting look, hoping she would just go with it and then turned away from both women, " Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get going." Devon said and he walked briskly out of the topsy. |
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| Faye Gallagher | May 26 2009, 11:52 PM Post #41 |
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Faye was surprised at how pissed off Devon was. After all, he had made a mistake. But what was worse, he was acting like the King of the planet, pretending that Professor Tarendeau had no say. But truthfully, she had every right to tell them to never see each other. It was a rule. And he was being such a...guy about it. So goddamn proud. The one thing that turned her off with men, was pride. They took it too far. Devon needed to stop and realize that the Professor was right, and would always be right. And as for being much much older than Devon, he should have respected her. Yes, faye was a bitch. But when it came to her elders, she was respectful. Devon needed to realize that he was still a baby in the Professor's eyes, and would be so for a very long time. The Professor looked irked too. She didn't like Devon's blatant disregard for her orders. Hell, he should have known better! This was the ex-Head of Aurors! She was respected and feared by all. Why was he being an idiot? Why couldn't he just say, yes ma'am, I'm sorry ma'am...blah blah blah. They could still sneak around Hogwarts. That is, if Devon still wanted to. By the sound of it, he wasn't interested anymore. What a ridiculous excuse. he wouldn't be around a lot in the summer? Come on! That one was obvious, and it made Faye want to hit him for being an ass. She was going to mutter something under her breath when the Professor spoke. "Watch it Tyler. You may think I have no jurisdiction over your summer vacation, but you're wrong. Once a teacher, always a teacher. No matter what. And since Ms. Gallagher here will be a Seventh Year next year, that still makes her a student, and a returning student at that. And that means, according to the rules, that you are not allowed to have relations with her. If you don't like it, I can always take it up with the headmaster, and I assure you, he will not be so kind." The professor's voice was stern and cold, with a hint of daring. She wasn't about to be talked back to by a child. Faye hung her head, avoiding eye contact with Devon. He really thought she'd play along with him after basically saying he wasn't interested in her? Asshole. She wouldn't. After Devon left, Faye looked up at a tired looking Professor. "Alright, to Hogwarts with you. And please, stay away from Professor Tyler. He's young, and good looking. I know. But it'll be a disaster. All the girls at Hogwarts drool over him. That's fine. But we don't want any bigger problems." Faye caught the professor's drift and decided not to reply. "Yes, Professor." "Now, let's go get some sleep." And the two left the Topsy Turvy and headed for Hogwarts. |
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| Casimir Dragomeru | Aug 1 2011, 01:37 AM Post #42 |
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It wasn't often that Casimir ventured out beyond the regular Diagon Alley boundaries. He preferred the wizarding nature and shops and friends he'd quite often get in trouble with. But today, it seemed, was the day Casimir would spend alone. Nicole had been very distant lately, it probably had to do with some of her family issues. Becca was...well, disappearing for quite some time now. Here and there she'd pop up and say hello and then disappear just as quickly. Nicole and Cas had sensed something was wrong, but honestly, Cas didn't have the attention span to focus on it. And dear Asteria: she was off on some happy family vacation again. He often didn't envy her, but on rare occasions like these, he did. His only family was Tallen, and it really wasn't very cuddly in Chatsworth Hall. The big and full of himself duke was too busy keeping the muggle world together in parliament, or shooing Cas out of the estate so he could have a private dinner with Dayla. Even Dayla had a job now! Cas seemed like the only one who had absolutely nothing to do, and the big rain cloud just tortured him daily. He'd considered getting a summer job at one of the shops, but each time he'd asked a store clerk, they'd thought he was joking. Everyone knew who Casimir lived with. It wasn't any secret. Living with a duke really killed any chances of employment-in any world. Thus, Cas was left to himself, wandering the streets until he came upon the Topsy-Turvy. He might as well do something to enjoy himself. Once in the VIP lounge, he picked a corner booth away from all the talkative people and watched the magical act up on stage without any hint of interest. He even started blowing bubbles in his drink like a little kid. He missed having some form of entertainment. Hell, he really felt like causing mayhem somewhere, just like the good old days. |
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| Anastasia MacLeod | Aug 1 2011, 02:15 AM Post #43 |
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At a near by table Ana watched the familiar looking young man sit down in his booth. She was pretty sure he was in her year, but also sure he was a Gryffindor. Normally, Ana would never associate herself with someone so full of good heart and kindness, but she was feeling awfully pathetic watching her mother throw down drinks and shmoozing with all the other wealthy wives while her father was off discussing business with shady wizards in an office somewhere else in the building. Mrs. MacLeod just loved to make Ana dress up in the latest trends and show her off to their colleages. She would boast about Ana's looks and future plans to be an auror...that is until her first few drinks when Mrs. MacLeod would then become much more interested in the handsome young men around and would gawk openly at them with the other gold digging cheating wives. A small smirk twitched on Ana's lips and she took a sip of her water. She certainly had no room to talk, having never been in a committed relationship. There were plenty of relationships...just not a lot of commitment going on. Love was for fools, it ruined peoples lives. Ana has plans to be great, powerful, and could not let a man get in her way. But, they were fun to play with and this handsome Gryffindor looked like he needed a playmate. In a tight black dress, that had beautiful silk ribbons lacing up the back and knee high leather boots that had a heel so sharp it could stab through your chest, Ana approached Casimir, "Hey...weren't you the guy who caught the professors hat on fire our first year?" Her smile was playful as she allowed herself a seat across from him. Not used to being rejected, Ana had a sense of cockyness and flawless confidence. Propping her elbow on the table and leaning in closely, he had her full attention, many men of all ages found her act hard to resist. |
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| Casimir Dragomeru | Aug 1 2011, 02:44 AM Post #44 |
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Bored and seriously considering causing some form of chaos in the lounge to ease him down, Cas was about to rise from the booth, still uncertain of what he would do next. But he felt a pair of eyes lingering on him, and following the eerie feeling, he found himself looking at a quite attractive girl. Quickly diverting his gaze back to the act up on the stage, Cas wondered if she was stalking him. A shudder passed through his body before he tensed up, ready to flee. He had thought that the girls of Hogwarts had finally learned that he was someone else's prize. Maybe not all of them had gotten the message. Or maybe... Cas quickly glanced back at the girl. Maybe she wasn't from Hogwarts. He couldn't tell. She had this darker and more mature air about her that just didn't quite fit with Hogwarts. Either way, Cas quickly decided it didn't matter. She was just another girl staring him down in the Topsy-Turvy, where of all places he would never have dreamed of being stalked down here. Sighing, Cas sat there, unable to make any sort of decision. He was better off just hiding in the shadows of his booth, trying to avoid interaction. It was quite apparent, however, that even sitting idly wasn't going to get him out of this mess. Sure enough, the girl has risen to her feet and was slowly making her way towards him. She was dressed darkly, reminding Cas of the wardrobe his friend Dayla liked to sport. This was different, however. This girl looked like she was at some sort of outing, with many older looking women. One of them was family, no doubt. By the time the figure had made it to his table, Cas realized that it was too late to run in any way. Trapped, he conceded and hoped that the situation would quickly dissipate. "Hey...weren't you the guy who caught the professors hat on fire our first year?" Cas raised a brow studiously, realizing that she was, indeed, from Hogwarts. Slytherin, no doubt, he smirked to himself as he eyed the girl's fashion closely. The heels really gave it away. But there was something that irked him about this Slytherin. Not the fact that she was from a warring house, and still interacting with him. It was something else. Her confidence astounded him. Usually the girls who tracked him lacked any form of eloquence and resorted to mumbling and bumbling when trying to converse with him. This girl was different. Either she had had way too much time to prepare, or she really hadn't been stalking him down as if he were prey. "Mea Culpa," Cas stated simply. He had indeed, caught a professor's hat on fire on more than one occasion. The professors had quickly caught on that it indeed was not an accident, but a prank. He then grinned, "But in Beauxbatons, ma chérie." He had transferred to Hogwarts after his aunt had died in his fifth year. Nonetheless, he felt like he'd been in England for all of eternity. He noted her immediate sliding into the booth, not awaiting permission. She was a bold one, he'd give her that. "And you are?" |
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| Anastasia MacLeod | Aug 1 2011, 03:35 AM Post #45 |
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"Hmm...I must be thinking of someone else then. I'm Ana. And you?" She avoided using her last name, unlike some from prominent families, Ana preferred to earn her reputation than to attach a label to her forehead. In these inner circles it was as easy to tell your family history as it was to spell your name, just by providing someone with your last. That was, if they did not already recognize you. It was like living in a small town. Anyone who was anyone would know of her parents and their long history of dark arts dealings, though some how they alwasy managed to stay above water...way above it. Sure it was suspected that her family was filled with dirty, conniving and evil wizards but no one could really prove it. Ana's father always said 'fake it til you make it'. She was not sure where they were trying to make it to, but she knew that faking it involved putting on a pretty smile and pretending her dad was the legitmate business mani he claimed to be. She also did not bother herself with politics of other families like her mother did, so this young man's history was unknown to her. Anyone in the VIP lounge was well connected usually, so he was probably just another spoiled brat looking for a good time like the other good looking rich boys, a small group of which was eyeing her from across the room. If this guy ended up boring her she would more than likely pluck another from the bunch to entertain her later tonight. They were just so easy, and since he had not immediately reacted to her like others did, than maybe he would prove more of a challenge, "Beauxbatons, huh? I was sure you looked familiar though..." Ana's lips pouted slightly, her emerald eyes rimmed with mascara looked upon him innocently as she absent mindedly stirred the ice in her glass with a long crimson fingernail. |
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