Dante Vroom
Ravenclaw Prefect
Seventh Year
It's choice - not chance - that determines your destiny.[on:Looking for trouble][of:Other stuff]
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Post by Dante Vroom on Jul 18, 2008 0:50:15 GMT -5
There was nothing that could take the smile off his face at this moment. He was so very excited with how everything was going tonight. Happy that she had the same feelings for him, that he had for her. It was usually hard for him to be able to show these kinds of feelings, even hard for him to admit them to himself. So when she asked him out, it released so much tension in the room. The smile went through every feature of his face, from eyes, to mouth he was happy that he need not over think anything for the time being. He could not hide the expression if he wanted to.
"I don't think I'll ever be able to eat such beautiful candies," He had to laugh at the comment. “Oh trust me, you will probably reconsider that if you try one.” It was true, the chocolate looked really nice, but they tasted even better. He had not had one in a while, but he still remembered finding them in a store such a long time ago. His mouth hungered for one of the candies, but he was able to counteract that desire with the last few drinks of his water. Setting the cup down, empty.
Then she asked a question he really should have been expecting. Dance? Really? Well, this was after all a Valentine's Dance, and not a Valentine's Sit-and-Talk. He looked over his shoulder to the band that was playing. And thanked Merlin that they were not playing anything where he would be forced to show his moonwalking skills. It had been a while since he had practiced his MC Hammer, or Vanilla Ice moves. But the music they were playing was something he was more accustom to. Something he could dance to without having his left and right foot meet unexpectedly, and causing a troubling fall. “Dancing sounds fantastic,” he said still grinning. But no sooner had he said it that he recognized a smirk on the girl's face. It was one he had seen before when they were plotting some trouble, so he wondered what it meant this time. No doubt it would be some fun, so he raised an eyebrow as if to ask what she was thinking.
He did not stay that way very long however, as he stood up from the seat. He wondered what the next move should be. Hold out a hand for Tallulah, or perhaps wait for them to lock arms as they made their way. But, there was another option that he thought would be more fun for the moment. Before she had a chance to get out of her chair, he bent down to her and kissed her on the lips. It was a brief kiss, but it was something he felt inclined to do at the time. He could not have explained it if he tried. But perhaps that was what it was about, not being able to explain the compulsion that made it so exciting to Dante. Before much else happen, he was reminded of something he had said before about his suit. He took off the coat portion it, and set the coat back down around the chair. Figuring that it would keep their table while they went to the dance floor.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 18, 2008 1:45:57 GMT -5
As soon as he had ahold of her hand, the butterflies in her stomach flipped like nothing else. It was hard to keep breathing, to hold down the butterflies, to not feel excited and giddy and think too much about what he was about to do. What mattered was he loved her and he wanted her to know just how much he loved her. A ring, something she never expected in a million years was what he was about to place on her finger, not the same kind a lot of people expected, but it was something she couldn't believe he was doing for her. David had given Ruth one while he was still at university, and Jacob had given Ashley one two years ago, in which he just replaced with a real engagement ring the new years previous and they were planning for their wedding later this coming summer. She knew she still had to ask Drew if he'd go with her, if he could.
Letting her eyes trail from their hands to his face, she saw that nervousness leap off of him. The biting on his lip was a tell tale sign, but just everything about his face was full of how she felt inside. It was perfect.
Glancing back down at their hands, her eyes returned to see his looking directly into hers, and then she felt the cool metal slip over her skin as he placed it right where it belonged. What made her face warm over was the exact finger he slipped the ring on, it jus felt so odd, so special, so nerve wracking, and a little loose. It fit, just it didn't feel as tight as she thought it should be, then again, she'd never worn a ring before.
"I think I might have to put some string around it," she told him, hoping it didn't sound odd. But her mum always said if a ring was a little loose to wrap a bit of string around the band until you get it fixed. "But I love it." Holding her hand up to admire the ring, she showed him how nice it looked, and then nestled against him, unable to believe just wonderful he really was.
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Drew Thornton
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training
I didn't do it and you can't prove otherwise...
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jul 18, 2008 2:44:01 GMT -5
Her eyes met his and as improbable as it might have been, his grin only grew wider. So it was official. She was his and he was hers. They had already come to that conclusion over a year ago, but somehow the ring made it more certain.
The string idea confused him a little, but he thought it might have something to do with wearing the ring. If it was too big, he didn't want her to have to resort to stringing it around her neck... unless she wanted to wear it that way, in which case he'd be sure to get her a proper chain. She held it up, so he was pretty sure she wanted to keep it where it was, and he smiled back at her, overjoyed that she liked it so much.
"I'll get it fixed. I... I had to kind of guess at the size," he told her, finding the admission a little embarassing, though he wasn't sure why. It wasn't like he could ask her for her ring size. The good news was that next time he bought her a ring, he'd know for sure. She snuggled back into his arms and he leaned into her, holding her close and keeping her warm.
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Tallulah Skeffington
Slytherin Prefect
Sixth Year
I'll be the sunlight in your everyday[on:I live to breathe..][of:To feel as real..]
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Post by Tallulah Skeffington on Jul 19, 2008 0:06:19 GMT -5
“Oh trust me, you will probably reconsider that if you try one.”
Smirking at his comment she looked back down at the candies. They did look quite yummy. Touching each of them lightly, not wanting to break them. She had already told Dante how much she loved them a hundred times. They were the most beautiful and thoughtful present she had been given her entire life. Tallulah would have traded every single Christmas present for these. They meant the most to her. The corners of her lips twitched a little as she looked back at Dante. "I know I've said this many times, but these are the most beautiful candies ever made and the most thoughtful present I've ever received. I feel like an idiot for not bringing you anything. I should have known.." She trailed off, shame in her light brown eyes.
“Dancing sounds fantastic,”
She laughed lightly at how quickly he got up. His enthusiasm excited her. She turned her head to look over at the dance floor. The band was now playing a slow number, something that reminded her of spring. She turned back to Dante, a smile still on her lips. Dante then did something she never would have guessed. He kissed her. Not ready for it she was surprised when his lips touched hers. When she finally kissed him back she felt something. A spark? More like when you shock someone after running over carpeted floor.
As he pulled away she couldn't help but blush a bright red. If someone was to touch her skin they would probably recoil from the heat she was giving off. The feeling of his lips on hers lingered. She lifted a pale hand to her lips and touched them lightly. Tallulah didn't want this feeling to go away. Ever. She stood up, her fingers still on her lips. She finally let her hand fall to her side. Tallulah smiled at Dante and reached forward to hold his hand. Entwining their fingers she looked down at their hands. Something felt right about this, them holding hands. Her hand felt right in his. She gave his hand a little squeeze as she leaned in to kiss him again. Like his kiss hers was light, their lips barely touching.
She pulled away slowly, her cheeks bright red. She couldn't believe she had done this. This feeling he gave her made her feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Tallulah smiled sheepishly at Dante. All of these feelings coursed through her body at once. Happy, excited, faint, and flushed. All she could do was sigh happily.
Her hand still in his she took a few steps toward the dance floor. The tune was still slow, something Tallulah liked. She wasn't really skilled in the art of popular dance. Trained in ballet and ballroom these new dances felt weird to her. Turning to face Dante she let go o his hand and put hers now around his neck, taking a step in to close the gap between the two.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 19, 2008 2:25:43 GMT -5
Smiling up at his smile, Felicity didn't mind that the ring was a little loose. And he didn't have to offer to have it made smaller, she could do that on her own. When he admitted that he had to guess at what size ring to buy, she tilted her head back and smiled up at him once more. "How did you guess? You're really close, just a tad bit off."
The ring really did fit, it was just slightly loose, and she really did wonder how he guessed what size ring she would take. Did he study her hands? And how did he manage to get a ring? Last time they'd been outside of the castle was in Hogsmeade and she'd spent the entire day with him then. So, how had he chosen a ring, bought it, gotten her size, and everything? Absolutely amazing, and she loved him all the more.
As he held her tighter, she sighed happily, amazed at how she felt so safe with him, at how he made her feel as special as he did, and at everything about him. A perfect day, night, holiday, and time. Nothing could've been better in her opinion. And being outdoors in the cold air, with the snow and the dark sky above, it just made things that much more perfect. "Will you dance with me, Drew?"
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Connor Manning
Head Boy
Slytherin Seventh Year Quidditch Captain
something in the way
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Post by Connor Manning on Jul 19, 2008 12:30:09 GMT -5
Connor knew that if it had been him in Jason's position, he probably would have been nervous as all heck. But seeing as how he was just sitting and hanging out with a new friend, he didn't really feel nervous about it at all. What he did feel nervous about was whether or not Celina would make an appearance at the dance. But sitting with Sophia, he was comfortable and felt relaxed around the girl, a good sign that their friendship would be one to stick around with the two sixth years.
He rolled his eyes upwards at himself with a laugh, knowing that it had been a stupid prank to pull off, but a fun one all the same. " It was a sight to see... " He admitted somewhat sheepishly as he lifted his cup to his lips and took a small drink.
Connor leaned his arm onto the table, glancing to the Gryffindor girl with a mischievous smile as she began to tell him the details of her own little pranking endeavors. " I bet they were pretty excited about that, huh? " He joked with an amused chuckle. " What did you.. do there? Perform and all, I mean.. " He asked, slightly curious about what she meant. He knew what a performing arts school was, but he didn't know Sophia was talented in that area.
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Drew Thornton
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training
I didn't do it and you can't prove otherwise...
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jul 19, 2008 12:58:19 GMT -5
Drew smiled and shrugged, a little embarassed by the process he had gone through. It had been a guess to figure out how big her finger was, but it had been a very well researched one. He took her hand in his and interlocked his fingers with hers. He had held her hand enough to know it pretty well. "I knew it was this big," he told her softly. "It almost matches my pinkie." In the end, he was glad it was just a little big. It would have been upsetting if it had been too small.
"Of course," he answered, kissing the top of her head. He really didn't need much of a reason to dance and it wasn't like she really needed to ask, but he was glad she did. "Do you want to go back in or just have our own private dance here?" he asked softly, already swaying to the music that was filtering out from the Great Hall.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 19, 2008 19:28:38 GMT -5
When he took her hand she grinned in answer, giggling at what he told her. He'd guessed merely by how her hand felt in his? She liked that, it was funny, and awfully cute. "Almost," she repeated softly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before standing on tiptoe to place a quick peck on his lips before she moved in closer to him. "Thank you," she added. "I really do love it, it's so pretty."
Taking a deep breath, she breathed in his scent, letting it linger over her for as long as possible. It only reminded her that his sweatshirt needed to be handed back again so it would once again smell like him.
"I like out here..." she answered, not bothering to hide that she wanted to be alone with him. As much as she wanted to show off her ring and him, at that moment, she wanted to take a bit more advantage of the fact that it was Valentine's Day, she was with the perfect boy, and nothing else mattered.
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Sophia Crawford
Gryffindor Prefect
Seventh Year
fearless[on:On.][of:Off.]
Posts: 257
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Post by Sophia Crawford on Jul 20, 2008 14:31:14 GMT -5
" What did you.. do there? Perform and all, I mean.. "
"It was one of the best times of my life." Sophia recalled happily. "Not that Hogwarts isn't great or anything. I love being able to do magic, but back at my old school, people were more open and energetic." She really did love Hogwarts, more than anything. The only thing that she didn't love was the rivalry between houses. Friendly competition is one thing, but hundreds of years of house-figthing...not fun. "I mean, here at Hogwarts I almost feel like a superhero, able to do anything. Magic just never ceases to amaze me. Try as I might, though, nothing can match the feeling of an opening night of a show, or the sound of applause...it's just something so...so unparalleled." There was honestly nothing in the world that could match the feelings that the theatre could offer. Magic was so close, but didn't quite make it.
"Back at my performing arts school we would have classes in the morning, depending on what you were 'majoring' in. I took classes mostly in vocal music and acting along with the usual Math and English stuff.. It's so insane there, though, because you get the really catty parents who come in with their five year olds, claiming that they'll make it to broadway or whatever. The grade levels were 1st through 12th, so it was a pretty big school. In the afternoons we would all have rehearsal for either a play or a musical or an upcoming concert. It was always really busy." She remembered how she ran around during the very last show she was in, checking that all of the little children were in their places, checking that she had fished the wire of her mic through her elaborate costume...stressful, but very fun.
The most stress she had encountered at Hogwarts was this dance and trying to figure out what to wear and who would be there.
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Layla Jimenez
Witch
Healer-In-Training
[on:*le pounce*][of:...in hiding]
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Post by Layla Jimenez on Jul 20, 2008 23:28:16 GMT -5
Jeremy shook his head and took another cookie. He hadn't even asked Hannah and Brenton if they were coming and the red-headed girl didn't talk to him, so he wasn't sure if she was planning on it either. With the cookie in his mouth, he stuck his head out from under the table cloth to see if there was anyone else he knew. He saw a few more familiar faces, but they were still attached to other people. Anyone who seemed to be on their own were strangers to him. He did see Tianne off to the side and wondered if she wanted to join their private party. She was nice, so Jeremy had no problem inviting her. Jeremy stuck his head back under the table to check and see what Layla thought about it. "Tianne's out there by herself,"he said, nervous about calling the other girl over himself. "We could ask her if she wants to come in if you want." Layla hadn't really noticed who was coming or not. She just knew that she sort of felt left out. That is, of course, until she invited herself to Jeremy's exclusive celebration. Thankfully, Jeremy had welcomed her and she felt much better. And now, the guest list. Just as Jeremy mentioned Tianne, Layla spotted the fellow Prefect sitting off to the side on her own. She grinned slightly, remembering when they'd first met at Madame Malkin's, and thought Jeremy made a good choice. "Ok," she agreed, handing her cup to Jeremy. "I'll be right back." Looking around to make sure no one was watching, she quickly slipped out and stood up, flattening her skirt before walking slyly towards 5th year. "Hey Tianne," she called out when she was within earshot. "When did you get here?"
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Drew Thornton
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training
I didn't do it and you can't prove otherwise...
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jul 20, 2008 23:53:44 GMT -5
He flashed a crooked smile, pleased that she liked it so much and proud of himself for getting it right. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel bad all over again about how he had responded to her birthday present to him. He would never do that again.
"Me too," he told her, pulling her in closer and kissing the top of her head. The clouds hiding the moon threatened rain, but Drew didn't care. He was pretty sure that he'd have no problem keeping her warm enough.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 21, 2008 0:16:41 GMT -5
Leaning right into him, Felicity slipped one hand into his, slid the other up under his arm and placed her palm at his shoulder blade, and then pressed her cheek firmly against his chest. When she danced with him, he tended to be more formal than she'd seen so many be, but it was one more thing she liked about him. Sighing happily against him, Felicity snuggled in, casting a glance upwards to see the threatening sky, but not worrying about it.
The reason she didn't worry was because when they had gotten back together, Drew made her promise to dance with him in the rain again. No, the last time it had been horrible, she'd told him they couldn't be together, even though she had wanted to be, but it didn't matter, because this wasn't then. This was now, and if it rained, she'd finally be fulfilling her promise to him.
Closing her honey graham coloured eyes, Felicity sighed once more, knowing she likely couldn't be happier than at that moment.
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Drew Thornton
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training
I didn't do it and you can't prove otherwise...
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jul 21, 2008 19:45:36 GMT -5
He smiled and leaned his head on hers as she put her arms around him like he usually held her to dance. He really didn't care where his arms were as long as they were around her. Drew saw her eyes drift towards the sky and he couldn't help but follow her gaze. He wouldn't mind a little rain and he didn't think she would either. Thank goodness she hadn't worn some fancy ball gown like so many other girls had.
"Think it'll rain?" he asked, pulling her in closer. If she got really cold or too wet he'd give her his jacket.
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Dante Vroom
Ravenclaw Prefect
Seventh Year
It's choice - not chance - that determines your destiny.[on:Looking for trouble][of:Other stuff]
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Post by Dante Vroom on Jul 21, 2008 21:09:09 GMT -5
Dante could only smirk at how red Tallulah got when they kissed. The reaction was really cute, and he was happy that she seemed to enjoy the surprise kiss. He had tested a boundary with the kiss, one he actually was not sure he was supposed to cross.
When she reached for and entwined their fingers it was another boundary answered. Granted, holding hands was a much smaller step than a kiss. She squeezed his hand, and he hoped his palm was not sweaty when she had grabbed it. And then she had drawn him in for a second kiss. Apparently he was not the only one who could catch someone off guard with a kiss. She was so light with the kiss; it reminded him of when she had been handling the flowers too, delicately. Her lips were soft as well.
She led him out to the dance floor, wrapped her arms around him and stepped forward. But Dante hit another boundary that he was concerned with. Where were his hands suppose to go exactly? Traditional dance training said waist, somewhere just above Tal’s hips. And so that’s where his hands went. He placed them on her dress very lightly, testing for a reaction.
His mind wandered a little, back to the table. When he accepted the date did that mean they were a couple now? Or did the kiss mean that? Perhaps neither actually meant they were an item yet. He could not be sure without asking her what she thought. He let his hands relax a little feeling more comfortable being closer to her. He began to take the first step to the left and with that they were dancing. He swayed to the left and right with her close. And with that the question finally hit his throat. He had to ask, “So does this mean we’re a couple?” He looked into her dark eyes with an honest smile. He hoped for several things at this point. That his question was not taken the wrong way, and that he heard the kind of answer he was hoping for.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 21, 2008 22:30:52 GMT -5
Feeling him pull her closer, she didn't know how they could really get so close, or closer, but it seemed he was always managing to move her closer against him, and boy did she love it. Letting her eyes drift from the sky to him, she smiled and knew her answer. The thing was, she hoped he'd agree with her, because she still had a promise to keep to him that involved said rain.
"I hope so..." Felicity told him, letting her palm slide along his back to rest around him more, her fingers sitting along his side. "I hope so, because I'd like another chance at dancing with you in the rain. And because I promised you we would again sometime."
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