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Post by Vince Forrest on Aug 1, 2010 19:47:31 GMT -5
Vince smiled and sat back on his lap. I like sitting on your lap. So much better than the chair. Vince said smiling brightly at him. He cuddled into him and thought of the most random questions What's your favorite color? Oh and food? he wasn't sure why he asked this but it sounded like something he might want to know. Well there was more that he wanted to ask but this was the start.
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Post by Casteil DeLuca on Aug 1, 2010 20:05:54 GMT -5
He watched the boy and laughed, "My preferred colour is brown. As for food, being raised Italian I must say is penne pasta with alfredo" Casteil wrapped his arms around the other boy and whispered in his ear, "though if I didn't know better I would say you look good enough to eat." he munched on the cartilage.
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Post by Vince Forrest on Aug 1, 2010 20:14:39 GMT -5
Vince took mental notes of that. He to like the color brown but doesn't ever remember trying the food the was talking about. That sounds good. What does it taste like? Vince's family really didn't eat fancy food. They specialize in soups more than anything, it was something that his father fancies. And if it soup it usually some type of meat with some sort of vegetable. Vince had never tasted any type of paste though he's heard his brother talk about it when he gets back from one of his trips.
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Post by Casteil DeLuca on Aug 1, 2010 20:22:22 GMT -5
"You or the pasta? Because I find both delicious" he ran his hands through his lover's hair playing with the ends and nibbling on his ear. He had a love for pasta but his secret favorite was steak, rare... very rare. He refused to even mention his other SUPER secret favorite. One trip to the American south had ruined him on grilled chicken, so he hadn't touched the stuff in over a year.
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Post by Vince Forrest on Aug 1, 2010 20:30:50 GMT -5
Vince was enjoying the feeling Casteil playing his hair and ear, he giggles at the touch. The paste mostly, though what I taste like sounds interesting. I don't think I've ever trying Vince. He said laughing trying to make joke. Vince sat there closing his eye's loving Casteil breath on his neck.
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Post by Daniel Flume on Aug 2, 2010 22:45:17 GMT -5
"Well, i don't really like Quidditch. But what about you?"
Well, bloody hell. What were they going to talk about now? He looked down at his book and shrugged. "I don't know--heh, honestly, I never really followed one. I just like the aerodynamics of flying brooms and such as well as the physics of the game." He smiled shyly up at her, reaching down to put his book away. She was cute... Why was she talking to him? He didn't want to scare her off by asking that, so he bit his tongue, falling silent for a moment. Scrambling his brain for something to talk about, he looked around as the library, which was filled with people suddenly, emptied, leaving them mostly alone.
"So... uh... Ho--Hehe, enough about science." He blushed faintly, internally chiding himself. Why did he have to sound so stupid? He sighed softly to himself, shaking his head. "Um...to be honest, I don't really--um...I don't often talk to people so..." He trailed off, his face slowly turning red. He looked down, fiddling with the edges of the chair cushions. "Um... W-wanna get out of here and get some fresh air?"
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Addison Bell
Second Year
Gryffindor
I'm not as quiet as I seem.
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Post by Addison Bell on Aug 3, 2010 1:31:58 GMT -5
Addison sat there/ smiling softly, watching the boy in front of her stutter through his speech. He was so cute and smart. That was a rare combination. He liked brooms, that was quite obvious, but didn't enjoy Quidditch, same with her, Addison couldn't help but smile, but quickly focused on Daniel, catching his finally words.
"Um... W-wanna get out of here and get some fresh air?"
Addison smiled and hopped up, picking up the book she had gotten she stuck it in her bag and threw that over her shoulder, she looked down at Daniel, watching him put away his book, "Do you want to go up to the Astronomy Tower? It'll be dark enough to see stars soon..." Addison bit her lip, it was a, well, flirty suggestion, most kids when up there to snog, but maybe Daniel didn't know that, or he did, either suited Addison just fine.
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Post by Daniel Flume on Aug 3, 2010 1:57:18 GMT -5
Daniel blinked up at her. The Astronomy tower? "Sure." He smiled softly, standing up as well. Grabbing his books as well, he held them close to his chest and looked down. Wow, from this angle, he could see clear over her head. Shrugging that random thought aside, he smiled at her, beginning to walk out. "That would be nice. I think Mars is going to be really bright tonight." His steps were slow, waiting for her to catch up. He looked down at his books, letting silence befall them for a moment. "So um...you like to look at stars?" He smiled hopefully at her. "If you don't it's cool, I just think they're fascinating. I can show you some constellations if you want."
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Post by Casteil DeLuca on Aug 4, 2010 19:10:00 GMT -5
"Vince... the ball is tonight... I was wondering... if you would do me the honor of skipping the crowded hormone filled party and staying somewhere a little quieter. I have no costume and think that an evening with you would be much more enjoyable. Though if you wish we can make an appearance." he whispered silently remembering that it was that evening. His lips never left the delicious ear he was chewing on lightly. "And as for the taste of Vince. It far outranks any other taste by far on the delicious scale"
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Post by Vince Forrest on Aug 4, 2010 19:17:54 GMT -5
Vince nodded. I am not good with crowds or noise. Not good at all, Vince has been known to moody from getting uncomfortable not because he a mean person. He good with one on one but not so good with to many people. One time he made a girl cry at one of his dad's parties, he felt bad and apologized later when he caught her by herself. I think some place quiet would be nice. Vince like the quiet, quiet is good.
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Post by Casteil DeLuca on Aug 11, 2010 17:06:17 GMT -5
Right now Vince was all Casteil wanted to see so he was pleased that the boy wanted to be alone. His hands began to roam over the hufflepuff's back and sides. He placed one firm kiss to the other boy's neck. He was sometimes a social creature but at the moment he had no will to leave the boy in his lap for even a second. "I am glad. And due to the lack of people here... I think this would be a lovely place to stay. After all this is a library... it's quiet and isolated" His hazel eyes locked on to Vince's and held steady a smile spreading across his face.
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Post by Vince Forrest on Aug 11, 2010 18:00:27 GMT -5
Vince smiled back. The library seemed even more quiet than normal everyone must be going to the dance, which was fine with him. Vince's arms wrapped around the other boys neck, but not in a clingy sort of way. Vince didn't want to leave and really didn't want to leave, so he was glad Casteil didn't want to either. Much lovelier place to stay when there are lesser people around. Vince said smiling back at him. He loved looking at Casteil's eye's, they reminded him of something, but just wasn't sure what yet.
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Post by Marcus Feyson on Aug 12, 2010 6:59:11 GMT -5
Whilst all the other students were flirting and chatting away, Marcus was sitting by himself at a table drawing a picture. His pencil moved back and forth, making out lines and circles. As the picture formed in his mind his pencil moved formed it on the paper, the shape of petals began to form and after five minutes so did a stem, it was a rose. He continued drawing, his pencil making out every detail. Unaware that he was being by a girl, he just kept draw, never stopping, never waiting. Once his picture was complete he began to write a poem, but after 2 minutes his mind blanked. Still he had not yet notice the girl watching him.
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Post by Rosemarie Willington on Aug 13, 2010 1:48:01 GMT -5
Rose didn't bring as many books as she was carrying around yesterday because she didn't want to have to make someone else once again carry them around for her, they were heavy and she honestly didn't think anyone would want to help her, but now that she knew they did she wasn't about to let anyone else take her load. Rose looked around everywhere seemed to be full today, ugh she hated it went it was like this hard to find any space and it always seemed like someone was looking over your shoulder, even though they weren't. Rose spotted an empty place next to a Ravenclaw boy, she went over and set her books down next to him and watch while he drew a really nice rose. She smiled at it and watched from over top her book, pretending to read. She was shy and wasn't about to disturb the boy from his really good drawing. Rose looked around wonder if Xing was going to come soon, she enjoy his company and was hoping that she didn't scare him off.
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Post by Marcus Feyson on Aug 13, 2010 2:52:13 GMT -5
Marcus finaly finished the poem and looked up to, finaly notice the Gryffindor girl watching him, but pretending to read. Marcus was angry that this whole time he was being watched, though he was happy to know that someone had taken interest into his work, this made him smile. "Can I help u miss?" Marcus asked the the Gryffindor girl, still pretending read.
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