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Post by payton on Dec 1, 2004 1:19:19 GMT
After the ball all he could think about was sending and owl off to Pops. He ended up writing it that very night, Dillion marching around complaining about how his wand was to bright and it was messing with his sleep cycle--well, not in those words. It came out as 'bright lumos, bad. Bed. Need bed, you mess up' but he and Dillion always did understand eachother. The letter was short though, and the very next morning a school owl was flying away towards London with it.
It was just under a week later that the same owl returned, carrying a note from his father. He had immediatly rushed to the Common Room, but the girl he wanted seemed to have found antoher place to be that afternoon. After a hint from a fellow student, he made his way towards the courtyard, and after walking down one of the paths, he saw her sitting on a bench and a grin crossed his face.
"Owl Post!"
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Post by sethia on Dec 1, 2004 2:06:32 GMT
Sethia had woken early, as was the norm for her, and she had an early breakfast. It was winter, and Hogwarts’ grounds were covered in a soft blanket of snow. Sethia looked out the place windows, it was beautiful out, almost like her home in Yorkshire, she had to go out.
Sethia ran back to her dorm and grabbed her scarf, coat and gloves from in her chest, “Where’re you off to?” came a voice behind her. “Oh, it’s so great out, thought I’d take a little time outside and enjoy it; down in the courtyard. Want to join me?” she asked the other girl. The girl shook her head, “Can’t. I let my work back up on me. Got a ton to finish by the end of the week. You enjoy for the both of us,” she said with a smile and left the dorm. Sethia saw her as she passed out of the dorm, she was sitting at a far table, her nose buried in books, and she gave her a wave and was off.
Sethia walked out onto the snow covered grounds, and made her way to the courtyard, it looked amazing. She brushed some snow off the bench and sat. She had not been there long when the snow began to fall again. Sethia’s hair was open, falling over her shoulders, and the flakes landed on it. She looked up and laughed; she then stood and began to spin in the falling snow. She sat again as the snow stopped and soon after she heard someone calling to her. “Payton!” she said with a smile as she saw it was him. Sethia had been nervous about seeing him since the ball and now that he was there she wasn’t nervous anymore. “It came?” she asked him, half excited, half scared. “Did you read it? Wait, how did you know I was here?” she asked him all at once, a smile on her face throughout.
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Post by payton on Dec 1, 2004 2:17:55 GMT
He was still grinning as he closed the distance between them and settled down on the bench beside her, having to smile at their matching Hufflepuff scarfs.
"I have my sources"
He raised his eyebrows before looking down at the letter, which was in a white muggle envelope that he had obviously not opened carefully. After a quick glance at it, he closed his fist around it, not compleatly sure he wanted her to see what his father had written.
"And yes I have read it...not that I was worried, I know my rather rather well. He went on about how you were welcome and why haven't I brought anyone home sooner."
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Post by sethia on Dec 1, 2004 2:55:06 GMT
“Do you now? You must tell me who they are?” she said with a smile. “Oh my God!” Sethia said and flung her arms around his neck. She moved back quickly, “Show me? Did he really say that?” she wanted to see for herself, to see Payton’s father’s writing saying that stuff.
“Please?” she said smiling so brightly, it was like looking at the sun. She couldn’t believe his dad had said yes. She held out her hand for the note. There was only getting her aunt’s approval left and if what Payton said was true, she would write her that very day, immediately. Of course what Payton was saying was true, she didn’t think he would lie to her.
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Post by payton on Dec 1, 2004 3:05:32 GMT
Caught off guard by her momentary hug his own hand went to her waist, and still relying more in instinct than his own though, and enjoying their rather happy moment, even when she pulled away, one of his hands remained, the other still clining tight to the letter. He looked down at it for a moment when she said that she wanted to read it. It wasn't that there was anything bad...but....he looked at her for a moment his gaze holding her own for a moment, and before he even realized it his hand relaxed aroud the letter and he placed it in her own palm. How could he say no to her when she looked at him like that?
Payton,
You know me too well! Of course your friend can come! You never bring home friends form school its about time. Its a she, then? Is she cute?
Tell Dillion he can bring a friend too.
Love from everyone,
Pops
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Post by sethia on Dec 1, 2004 3:26:09 GMT
Sethia’s eyes met Payton’s and for a split second everything went still and then he handed the letter to her, very slowly. She looked down at the letter in her palm and then back at him, “Thank you.”
She began to read, it was a really short, but sweet letter from his father. He told him that he she could come and that his brother could bring home a friend too. She was still looking at the letter, “What are you going to tell him?” she looked at Payton. “He asked if I’m a girl and if I’m cute. What are you going to say?” she asked with a smile.
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Post by payton on Dec 1, 2004 3:45:02 GMT
He laughed stretching a hand out to try and snatch the letter back. He and his father always wrote very short letters, but that to some extent was how most of the family was, and everyone just knew how to read between the lines. The simple question 'is she cute' held much more meaning to it than simply what was written.
"I am going to tell him the truth, that you are a look like the witches from TV"
He grinned again his eyebrows raised. There were many witches on TV....the ones from certin pop shows did remind him of her....
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Post by sethia on Dec 1, 2004 4:01:01 GMT
Sethia pulled the note away from Payton, to her chest, “Uh uh. What witches might that be Mister Moore?” she asked smiling. “The Witches of Eastwick? Charmed? Bewitched? Or the ones in say Macbeth?”<br>
She stood and looked down at him, “Well? Which is it?” she held the note behind her back and laughed. There were snowflakes on her eyelashes and in her hair, and for once she looked truly happy other than at home.
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Post by payton on Dec 1, 2004 4:06:11 GMT
He was laughing, leaning forward his arms snealing around her to try and snatch the letter that she was holding behind her back.
"Which of that list is going to get me into the last amount of trouble?"
He leaned forward a little more, his hands still trying to grasped arond her wrists, his face now close enough so that whe she moved her head some of the snow collecting on her hair brushed off onto his nose.
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Post by sethia on Dec 1, 2004 4:22:39 GMT
Sethia giggled as Payton tried to get the note from her, but failed. He was very close to her face but she wasn’t bothered, she was enjoying herself. “How about this? You tell me which it is, and I’ll tell you how much trouble you’re in?” she giggled, her smile brightening up her pale cheeks.
She stepped back once, if he wanted to the note he would have to get it from her. She stepped back again. “So what’s it going to be?” she said with a devilish grin.
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Post by payton on Dec 1, 2004 13:53:54 GMT
He struggled for few more moments, one arm held out to the side for balance, while the other was still around her back trying to snatch the letter
"Fine....how about...Bewitched?"
He never watched to many magical based telivison programs back home, but Bewitched seemed innocent enough
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Post by sethia on Dec 1, 2004 15:44:32 GMT
Sethia smiled, “Bewitched?” she stood very straight, the note still behind her back. Her face went very stern, “Bewitched?” she tried to stop herself from laughing but couldn’t.
Bewitched was a show she had seen before, with a witch named Samantha who married a normal man named Darren. It just so happened that Samantha was a blonde, just like her, and she was not bad looking. In Bewitched, Darren and Samantha had two children a boy and a girl, Tabitha and she couldn’t remember the boy’s name.
“Mister you are in so little trouble,” she told him, trying not to laugh.
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Post by payton on Dec 2, 2004 2:43:30 GMT
He was ready for anything, but when he said little he broke out in laughter again, a look of relief washing over his face, made dramatic with a little extra effort.
"Good, I was afraid that I was going to have to introduce you to my family while trying to duck whatever punchs you might try to throw at me"
He was grinning now, his efforts to snatch back his letter paused for a period.
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Post by sethia on Dec 2, 2004 3:32:09 GMT
Sethia laughed, “Oh I wouldn’t hit you…in front of them,” she added teasing. She carefully put the letter in her pocket, “I think you will get this back later, but first,” she said and quickly reached down and took a handful of snow and tossed it Payton’s way. “Got you,” she said and laughed.
She could not help it, Payton was such a kidder that she had to get him.
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Post by payton on Dec 2, 2004 3:58:42 GMT
He moved his hands up to try and deflect some of the snow, laughing as he aso started to duck against the assult.
"Hey! If you wanted war, all you had to do was ask"
His laughing starig up again, he grabbed a handful of snow and formed it into a ball, before throwing it back in her direction.
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Post by sethia on Dec 2, 2004 14:34:11 GMT
Sethia laughed, “Payton?” she said as he reached for a handful of snow, “NO!!!” she screamed as she started running away as the snowball came flying in her direction. The ball hit her on the shoulder, “Well I guess it’s war then,” she said and picked up another ball of snow; two in fact. She threw the first and the second soon after, “HAHA!” she said as she ducked behind a plant.
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Post by payton on Dec 3, 2004 2:13:59 GMT
He tried to block her snowball, and managed to deflect the first one, but was less sucessful after that and the next one landed squarely on his arm, making him drop his half formed snowball. He waisted no time in forming a replacement though and soon sent it flying at her, working on his next immediatly after
"You have a pretty good arm"
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Post by sethia on Dec 3, 2004 2:22:32 GMT
Sethia laughed, “Thank you,” she said and tried to avoid his snowball but it hit in the stomach. “Think you could do that twice?” she asked him and formed another snowball as she ducked behind a nearby plant. She got up soon after and ran behind the fountain, letting another snowball find its way towards Payton.
“Do you think your family will like me?” she asked and she peeked from behind the fountain to see what he was up to.
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Post by payton on Dec 3, 2004 2:42:22 GMT
He managed to duck behind the bench enough to aboid the full impact of the snowball, but when it came in contact with the stone, it sent small clumps flying and coated his red hair.
"Of couse they will like you"
He formed another snowball as he answered, then peeking up over the bench sent it flying towards the fountain she was hiding behind.
"Whats not to like?"
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Post by sethia on Dec 3, 2004 2:50:55 GMT
Sethia rested her back against the fountain, a smile forming on her face as Payton told her that his family would like her. She turned slowly, expecting another snowball at any second. She smiled at Payton’s hiding place. There was a place to hide just passed him, she could run from the fountain to the oak and get him with a snowball in the process if she was lucky.
His snowball hit the fountain and she took off running. She had a snowball in her hand and went as fast as she could pass him. She threw the ball as she went by and tried to make it to the tree before he got her.
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