I like it like this ((open))

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Anyone who walked down the hallway at that particular moment would have seen a little blond first year, whose eyes weren't looking ahead, but were looking down at a letter in her hand instead. It was from her mum and daddy. Her daddy had made sure all her needs were met, and was sending almost everything she had asked for. Including the owl. Everyone had one except her, and now she wanted one. Her daddy had also sent her the lavender suade shoes with the buckles. Way too cute, which was why she wanted them.

She finished reading the letter, and her gray eyes shone bright with happiness, and there was a slight bounce in her step. Her delicate milky complexion, was flushed with pink. She was in a pretty good mood, mostly due to the fact that her daddy had succumbed to her every whim. Like normal. But I like it like this! A good mood for her was good for some people.....though it could be bad for others.

[Sora Blake]

If there was one thing that Sora hated out of all the things he hated, it would be running out of cinnamon sugar quills and having no replacements. Suffice to say, Sora was suffering from a sugar low, and he really needed his fix to stay awake (well, semi-awake at least) for the rest of the day.

Sora slowly rounded the corner, tired hands clutching his grumbling stomach, "Ugh...need...sugar...quills..."

He saw a short, compared to him, Slytherin girl stading with her back to him, something clutched in her hand, a paper of some sort. The girl had no interest to him whatsoever but there may have been a chance that she had some form of sugar on her person, hopefully sugar quills of the cinnamon variety but he wasn't picky,

"Oy! Little one! Do you have any form of candy and/or sugar quills on you by any chance??" he ask weakly, needing his fix of sugar badly.

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"No sorry mate, no sugar on me at all," she said without malice or spite or even her air of "I'm better than you." She looked over this tall boy, Slytherin maybe, who was clutching his stomach and looked as if he was in pain. No matter whether it was psychological or physical. "Are you okay? You don't like well," she noticed. She wondered why he needed sugar quills in the first place. Then she thought again about what he said. Finally! I meet someone who doesn't immidiately dislike me because of my age or house! Half the people who she met so far wouldn't have even thought twice about addressing her. However, she did pause to see how he answered her question. Perhaps she was wrong.

[Sora Blake]

"Ugh..." was Sora's only response as he ran a tired hand through his frazzled auburn hair. He really needed some sugar bad. He looked back at the young girl and grinned slightly. The young ones were always cute in the beginning before they all matured into hormonal teenagers like he was right now. Shaking his head from his random thoughts, he looked back at her,

"Do you have any form of sugar though? I need some for of energy..." he asked, "Do you, shorty?"

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If he had called her shorty at another time she may have been miffed, but he caught her in a good mood so she ignored the word. Instead she searched through her robes, mostly because he was being polite. She found half a chocolate in one pocket, and the other half in another. This was weird to her becuase half the time she normally would have eaten one half. She wasn't surprised that there was a chocolate bar there at all though. It happened. She offered him one half of the chocolate. "You can have this here if you like. I don't need it." Though she did have attacks to eat lots chocolate sometimes, she was positive that she had somemore back in her dorm.

[Sora Blake]

Sora's eyes widened with recognition as he slowly watched the little girl take a half bar of chocolate from a robe pocket and offered it to him. It was as if Sora's eyes turned into little imaginary hearts as he looked at the bar with love and hunger. Just as the girl offered it to him, he quickly grabbed the bar and peeled the cover before instantly shoving the bar into his mouth, loving the taste of the tasty creaminess of the candy. Finally, his sugar hunger was sated...for now.

He looked over to the girl and gave an embarassed smile, "Thanks, I owe you big time...I -er- didn't catch your name. My name is Sora...Hey..."

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"I'm Koren," she said peering at him closely. She recognized him from somewhere. She had probably seen him around school somewhere. The red, hair, the height....Then she remembred where she had seen him. During the lockdown in the Slytherin common room. He had been involed in a duel of sorts. WIth Reina, they had met before, and Sonja who had pushed her almost as soon as she got to the common room that day. I remembered grotty older girl who looked liked she needed a makeover. A really bad makeover. "Weren't you one of the people in that fight, arguement, whatever, in the common room the day of the lockdown?"

She just wanted to confirm what she already knew. So she wouldn't be jumping to conclusions, for a lady didn't do that. Well...She did, but she ahd to confirm what she knew with other people. Gossip as she heard people call it.

[Sora Blake]

Sora shrugged first before he nodded, scoffing slightly. It was true that he was in the duel with Reina and SOnja but he didn't start the duel. He was provoked by that beast-of-a-girl Sonja and Reina was in cahoots with her. He leaned against the wall as he peered at the little girl,

"...Yeah..." he said, giving her the simplest of answers. His view on the subject was that others should mind their own business.

Gossip was truly unnecessary.

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((okay. you gotta give me something to work with here. you know make it interesting))

"Hm. Just asking." Koren shrugged her shoulders. Now that she knew who this boy was she really didn't care anymore. She just needed to know who she was talking to more thoroughly. An older teen with a craving for sugar. Speaking of which, she took the wrapper off her end of the chocolate with slow ease. Then she stuck a piece in her mouth. Savoring the flavor, which was something Sora hadn't done. Thing was Koren was addicted to chocolate so chances were she would have a piece somewhere even if she didn't know it. Before she put the other piece in her mouth she swallowed, and looked over the older kid again.

"How is it that you came here, looking for, what was it? Sugar quills?" The fact that he came out of no where and asked her for some was completely random.

[Sora Blake]

((Yeah, my fault. Should've gave you more to work with heh))

The Slytherin boy paid no attention to the words that just came from Koren's mouth. He simply just stood their with his eyes closed, taking deep sniffs in the air as if searching for a particular scent. A few more sniffs and his eyes opened, now staring intently at Koren. He took a few more steps towards her till she was directly in front of him. He leaned in and, without an explanation or cause, took a big sniff of Koren. His stomach gave a loud grumble ad he stood up straight, pointing at her,

"My keen sense of smell tells me that you have a sugar quill somewhere on your person!!! DO YOU?!?!" he asked with a fiery passion, eyes burning with hunger and longing. One way or another, he was going to get a sugar quill.

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Koren was surprised at his sniffing and took a step back when he did so. She took another step back when started yelling at her about sugar quills. What in the world was he talking about?! She reached in her robes to touch her wand. However, she had already decided that if he did something she would punch him instead. He was a sixth year for goodness sakes! She did not know any spells that he did not already know. "You better not take another step towards me, or I'll...I'll...I'll do something!! I don't have a sugar quil!!" She added the last bit after a second thought. This Slytherin was crazy. Had to be.

Keen sense of smell? If she had a sugar quill she would have given him one, but she didn't. At least she didn't think she had one. His eyes were burning with hunger, but hers wasn't. She was looking quite confused. Did she have a sugar quill? Either way, before she would have given it to him. Now she wouldn't because a gentleman would never talk to a young girl like that. She hoped she did have one so that she could say NO NO NO NO! She would leave him in the corridor begging but not for sugar quills, but for help.