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 21, 2008 22:52:58 GMT -5
She could sense Dante's surprise when she kissed him. She reveled in this knowledge. Not that she surprised him, but that everything felt so new to them. Granted they had never kissed nor really done anything that was reserved for couples. The word 'couple' stuck out in her mind. She loved that phrase when Dante was put in context with it. Couple. Tallulah couldn't really grasp that fact. Her mind was cluttered with too much excitement at the moment.
When they got to the dance floor she felt Dante's hesitation to what he should do. She grinned at his hesitation. The fact that he did hesitate before putting his hands above her waist showed what a gentleman he was. In Tallulah's eyes, Dante was the epitome of the perfect gentleman. She only wished that if and when she told her parents about him they would see that too. But that was much too far in advance for her to be thinking about. All she could do now was sigh and be happy about this new relationship for her and Dante to pursue.
“So does this mean we’re a couple?”
His eyes burned into hers as he asked her this. She thought about this question before. Her answer was yes, they were. But were they really? They were now set to go on a date, they kissed and held hands but did that mean they were a couple? Or were you a couple after the first date? In the few seconds after he asked that she thought of her answer. "Yes, I'd say we are a couple," Nodding a little as she said this. The word couple was now her favorite word, next to boyfriend. A grin broke out on her face and a light giggle escaped her lips. What was she turning into? A giggling, wishy-washy girl who had no control over her actions? Tallulah knew Dante was doing this to her, if inadvertently.
Slowly swaying from side to side she could feel the warmth coming off Dante's body. Glancing down quickly she noticed how close they were to each other. Their bodies weren't touching but they only had an inch or two between them. Feeling a rush of glee and rested her head on his shoulder. The act could show she was tired, something she hoped he didn't think that. If anything she could stay up all night dancing with him. She knew that couldn't happen, this dance had to end sometime. But not now, not while they were dancing.
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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 22, 2008 2:02:04 GMT -5
Just the sensation of her gentle touch, as her hand made its way down his back, made those butterflies start acting up again. It was kind of neat having their own private Valentine's dance just the two of them and while he knew they'd eventually have to join the others, he hoped it wouldn't be for a while.
His free hand found it's place low on the small of her back and he brought the hand she clasped close to his chest. He hadn't forgotten almost forgotten the promise of anothere dance in the rain, probably because the first one had gone so terribly wrong. He hoped the next one wouldn't. "I'd like that," he told her honestly, glad he'd get another try to make it right.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 22, 2008 2:26:08 GMT -5
When his hand was placed where he wanted it, their hands brought between them, Felicity knew she wanted nothing different. Everything was perfect, and the only thing that could make it better would be if the clouds let loose down on them. Unfortunately, while the clouds were threatening, she doubted they would open and allow the rain to fall on them while they were out there.
Smiling again, Felicity turned her to bury her face against him, pressing her lips against the spot just below his shoulder. The soft murmur of the music from the Great Hall could just be heard, but when she turned to press her cheek against his chest once more, the only sound she could hear was the beat of his heart, strong and faint to her ears.
"Thank you..."
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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 22, 2008 10:00:58 GMT -5
The Slytherin boy listened with interest as Sophia talked about her former school... he had barely ever heard of such a school for ' performing arts. ' Sure, he knew what performing arts were, musicians, artists, actors and actresses, that sort of thing, but he hadn't ever heard much of a school specifically for them. But then again, he was currently sitting in the Great Hall of a school for wizards and witches, so he supposed there were schools for all sorts of people, including the artistically inclined as well.
" So you were an actress, then? " He questioned, spinning his cup in his hand without paying much attention to it. From the sound of it, the school had been a rather good place for Sophia. Connor wasn't very talented in the arts, he was an okay singer but couldn't act much, and he had never tried to play an instrument before. He always wanted to, but was always either busy, or the opportunity never arose for him to take it.
" Would you say you liked it better there, or at Hogwarts? " He was curious to find out how she compared the castle to her former school. Maybe she even compared it to the same way Connor compared Hogwarts to Beauxbatons. Both schools had been good for him, but he was growing more as a person now that he attended school here. He had matured a bit, which was always a good thing. Not too mention, he wasn't nearly as shy as he used to be, which, again, was also a good thing for him.
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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 22, 2008 11:05:55 GMT -5
It was nice to dance; he had forgotten how much fun it really was. It had been some time since he was able to actually go to a dance. And the last time he had been stuck with a dance partner from his training that had two left feet. Or two right feet, he wasn’t sure either way. He waited anxiously for what seemed a life time for her to answer his question. The steps of their feet were in time with the music, almost a pacing around the dance floor. But they had been staying fairly close to where they started.
"Yes, I'd say we are a couple." He grinned; it was the kind of answer he had hoped she might say. He knew this was going to be a struggle in some aspects. For one, families. He remembered all to well their conversation in the courtyard about family, especially arranged marriage. But it would be something to worry about at another time. For now, he could only have a smile on his face and nothing would change that. His mother would be overjoyed to here that he had a girlfriend. She’d likely start sending him more dress shirts and colognes. It was just like his mother to take things to such extremes.
She rested her head on his shoulder, and he figured it was not because she was tired. If his excitement over the most recent events was any basis for it, she was more likely finding a comfortable spot to nestle her head. He lowered his head just a bit to touch her cheek with his own. She was still rather warm, and he equated that to her blushing before and smiled. This girl is something else, he thought to himself as he brought his head back up and scanned the dance. It was a quick glance around, seeing tables with people, dancing couples, and those who still stood around new the food. The crowd seemed to be so few people that he actually knew. But it did not even bother him to be in a crowd of mysterious people. There was at least one person that was happy he was there, and he was content in that.
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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 22, 2008 17:09:51 GMT -5
It was as if they were the only two people in the world at that moment, enjoying the stillness of the night, the voices of the others just part of the music that filtered out to where they were. It was, in his mind, the perfect night with the perfect girl. He couldn't ask for anything more.
She kissed his shoulder and he kissed her head, sighing as she snuggled back up against him. He wasn't sure what she meant by her thanks. If anything, it was him who should be thanking her. "What for?" he asked quietly, not wanting the break the moment.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 22, 2008 21:17:24 GMT -5
"What for?"
Did he really have to ask such a silly question? There were so many things to thank him for, she could hardly think of where to begin. He was sweet, gentle, kind, wonderful, he gave her millions of gifts she'd never asked for or thought of, for every smile he ever gave her, every touch, every time he told her that he loved her. She had so much to be thankful over when it came to him, to Drew. He was everything to her.
"For your ring, for right now," she started, her voice growing softer and softer. "For everything."
Maybe it was cliche to think about all of those things on Valentine's Day, a day turned into such meaningful things about love and all, but it really was how she felt. "I really should say how thankful I am a little more," she admitted to him. "But I mean it, thank you for everything."
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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..]
Posts: 279
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Post by Tallulah Skeffington on Jul 22, 2008 23:27:10 GMT -5
She could tell he liked her answer to the 'couple' question. Biting her lip she couldn't help but kiss him again. This time their lips met, but not as light as last time. She didn't let this kiss fade away quickly. She gave him a few more little kisses after. Tonight was like from one of those fairy tales she used to read. The ones where the girl and boy meet and fall in love and live happily ever after. They had just started dating so the whole 'in love' and 'happily ever after' wouldn't come for a while, yet the thought that they may warmed her heart. The idea that she may not be forced to marry someone she hated and forced to live her life the way her mother did was something, up until now, was reality to her.
She could feel his cheek on hers as they danced around. Everything about this felt right. His hands on her waist, her arms around his neck, just everything. Usually in situations like this she would do everything possible to be the center of attention. Tonight all she wanted to be was with Dante. Everyone else could fade away, save Dante. Tallulah lifted her head and glanced at the other people there. Some couples danced while most people either stood around or sat at the tables. A few of her girlfriends tried to catch her eye by waving at her. She gave them a smirk and looked away. Tallulah knew when she made it back to the common room she would be plagued with questions about this.
"Tonight is turning out to be....magical." She couldn't help but use that word. Something about everything that was happening in her life. She couldn't help but be gleeful. "If I knew I'd meet someone like you when I came here I would have transfered to Hogwarts earlier." As they danced along her dress flew out a little, making it look like her dress was much puffier. "I'm really lucky."
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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 23, 2008 0:45:03 GMT -5
Drew smiled, though he didn't think he had really done anything worth thanks. On the other hand, she trusted him, loved him, and allowed him to love her back. He liked to hear it, but he didn't think he really deserved it.
"It's you that I should be thanking," he told her. raising his hand to play with her hair. He loved the way it always smelled like vanilla, and loved the way it felt between his fingers. "You're the most amazing girl in the world and I'm so thankful you want to be with me."
He leaned in slowly to give her a soft and gentle kiss, but paused and looked up at the sky as he felt a raindrop hit his face.
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Post by Jeremy Taylor on Jul 23, 2008 18:25:36 GMT -5
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?" After Layla made her exit, Jeremy peeked out from under the table again, watching to see if the girls would come back. The rest of the party looked like it was fun and he really wouldn't have been surprised if Layla didn't come back, much less bring Tianne back with her. Why would two pretty, older girls want to hang out with a loser like him? He thought he saw someone else looking at him and he quickly ducked under the table again. Putting another cookie into his mouth, he considered the pros and cons of looking out again. The pro was then he could see what was going on, but of course if he did, then everyone could see him too.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 23, 2008 19:15:32 GMT -5
When he told her he was the one who should be doing the thanking, she shook her blonde head, completely disagreeing with him. Drew was the most wonderful boy in the world and she knew it, but didn't outright tell him how much she really appreciated him and everything he did enough. She made sure to make a note to herself in order to tell him more often just how thankful she really was of him. In fact, she needed to tell him a lot of things much more often.
When he started to lean down toward her, Felicity tilted her chin up to meet him, though when her boyfriend paused, instead of meeting her as she assumed, she gave him an odd look, though he was all ready looking skyward, not at her.
"What is it?" she asked, having not felt anything, nor seen anything. But her eyes were all ready searching the sky, looking for hardly visible stars, a falling one, or something out of place. She could tell whatever it was wasn't threatening as he hadn't tensed, but she wasn't sure what it was that had distracted him.
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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 24, 2008 1:13:47 GMT -5
She might think he deserved her gratitude, but he believed she deserved his. She was incomparable to any other girl he knew: smart, funny, sweet, pretty, strong, and dang if she didn't always smell good. He knew he was lucky to have her and knew there was no way he could possibly tell her enough.
When she spoke, he looked down at her felt bad for getting distracted half-way to the kiss. She didn't seem mad and instead looked up at the sky to see what he was looking at. "I felt a rain drop," he answered with a wide grin. Maybe they'd get their dance in the rain after all.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jul 24, 2008 1:34:54 GMT -5
"Really?" she questioned with a growing grin on her face, searching the sky. It was funny that she was looking for the clouds to just split apart and drop rain down on them, but she didn't actually care either, she wanted to dance in the rain and if it was really going to rain, then she wanted it to hurry. The outdoors was cool enough without something more than just a sweater and Drew's arms, and though she didn't mind, she knew the rain would only make it all colder, but if it came down sooner, it would give her and Drew enough time to spend outdoors, and enough time for them to hopefully go back to their common rooms and change, then meet back up somewhere, maybe that one tower they'd spent their last Valentine's Day in.
And though she was searching, she wasn't seeing the clouds part, nor did she feel anything falling on her. "Are you sure...?"
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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 24, 2008 9:24:36 GMT -5
It was a barrage wasn’t it? When she kissed him repeatedly it could be considered a barrage of sorts. After all, it was a rapid succession, it seemed right to call it a barrage. Though at the same time he thought barrage was a poor word to describe it. When Dante thought of the word barrage, he thought military tactic, the use of the term barrage to describe the use artillery rather than the use of a girl’s lips. Perhaps it was more suited to be a romantic barrage? Or perhaps that was to lovey-dove for the Ravenclaw. He was still fairly uncomfortable in showing such emotions, and even thinking about them instead proved difficult. So he just smiled afterward, and took the option of not saying anything. A silent bliss was better than ruining a moment.
“Tonight is turning out to be....magical." Magical? Well, yet again where he found himself analyzing a definition. Though Dante knew that she was not talking in terms of every day magic; the kind that they used and learned at Hogwarts. Instead it was the kind of magical that was wondrous. But he didn’t need to look hard into this definition, as he could relate to this statement. He felt the same way, though maybe he wouldn’t use the term magical for it, he enjoyed her using the term. It made him a little more confident that she really was enjoying herself.
Focus turned to her puffy dress that was running into the bottoms of the legs of his pants. With that he finally realized that the music had quickened in pace just a little. The song had simply changed tempo, only a little faster than it had been going before, but from what he could tell both he and Tal were so focused on each other that neither had noticed. Instead they continued to dance, almost subconsciously changing pace with the music. Or at the very least, he had not noticed, and she compensated for his ignorance of the change. “I’m really lucky.” His smile turned into more of a grin when she said it. “We can debate who the lucky one is later,” his voice trailing off, almost questioning if he should continue such a statement. For now he was overjoyed in dancing with Tallulah and he was somewhat terrified of ruining any of it with some dumb statement.
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Sophia Crawford
Gryffindor Prefect
Seventh Year
fearless[on:On.][of:Off.]
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Post by Sophia Crawford on Jul 24, 2008 12:38:45 GMT -5
She was happy that her conversation was engaging enough for Connor, that at least she wasn't babbling on while Connor was bored to death. That was always a worry Sophia had when she was talking to anyone: that they were bored with her. Of course, she wouldn't ever lie to keep interest; she didn't want to end up like those annoying girls who made up fantastic tales and spun petty stories...ewww.
" So you were an actress, then? "
"Yeah, I suppose so. Not one of those glitzy, glamorous, famous ones, but I definitely qualify as an actress. We did so many shows at my old school, and I did get some pretty great roles." She tried her best to remember all that had happened in those years. "I didn't only act though. I sang and I played a couple instruments here and there. The school was firmly rooted in being 'multi-talented and well-rounded'. It was a lot of fun." It was truly a great time, and Sophia marveled at how Hogwarts didn't have any kind of musical clubs or anything like that.
" Would you say you liked it better there, or at Hogwarts? "
"Wow. That's a hard one." It really was. She tried to compare both as best as she could. "Hogwarts has opened up a whole new world of peers and of people who understood what it is to be...well...magical. At my old school, I couldn't speak a word about magic. I had to hide everything from anyone. Even though I had friends, they were never really that close. My mum always performed magic in the house, regardless of who was there. She scared most of them away. I learned to keep my friends at school away from the house, and I went over to their houses instead. Being at Hogwarts lets me be myself to a whole 'nother level, I guess. I do miss acting a lot though and singing...but I suppose I like Hogwarts more. It's so enchanting here, and there's always something new that I've never seen before."
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