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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 9, 2015 23:08:45 GMT
"Of course you are," he said, avoiding her gaze. "I mean, you're brilliant at Quidditch. And you're kind, and you're funny, and beauti- uh, and..." He trailed off, face burning as he continued to stare at the table, or at the floor- just anywhere except her. You idiot.
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Post by Copper on Jun 9, 2015 23:19:09 GMT
"Well, thank you very much," she said cheerily, ruffling his hair. "How sweet of you."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 9, 2015 23:25:59 GMT
He smiled nervously at that, tongue-tied, and was infinitely grateful as someone nearby commented on the time. "I- uhm, I should get ready for my lessons. Uh, thank you." He wasn't really sure what he was thanking her for, but as he scurried away all he could reflect upon was the way she had ruffled his hair and called him sweet. It wasn't quite the reaction he'd wanted, but at least it was a start.
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Post by Copper on Jun 9, 2015 23:31:30 GMT
Bianca twiddled her fingers in a wave goodbye, putting away her lipstick. My goodness, I need to find that boy a girlfriend.
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Post by Copper on Jul 8, 2015 18:02:15 GMT
Bianca stepped inside the Great Hall. That girl, the one with the Tarot cards... she had to be here somewhere. Hopefully she'd be easy to notice-- after all, the Slytherin had only ever heard of this girl and her supposedly amazing skills in Divination. If I'm lucky, maybe she'll have foreseen my arrival or something.
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