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Post by Aden McGrogan on Apr 16, 2005 8:55:06 GMT
The early spring air was warm with the sun shining brightly in the air. The courtyard was filled with dozens of children with happy and beaming faces. Aden hated it. He traveled the expanse of the courtyard with a scowl on his face. The site of all the half-bloods and muggleborns enjoying the sun and acting as if the courtyard belonged to them was enough to make him hurl. Aden like the outside, it was good to get outside sometimes and get some fresh air, but with the horrible acceptance rate of this school. Muggleborns were everywhere and it was nearly impossible to find a spot that wasn’t infected with the filthy blood. One Hufflepuff nearly made the mistake of approaching him, but noticed who it was at the last moment and changed course. This action both disgusted Aden, and made him happy. He was disgusted that the quality of wizards had dropped to such cowardice, but he was happy that he didn’t have to interact with the boy.
Aden approached the bench in the middle of the courtyard. There was a group of younger students sitting on it having their own little discussion. It was time for them to move thought Aden. Aden approached the bench with a powerful and direct stride. He pulled his wand out and held it in front of him, pointed at the bench. One of the students there noticed the wand aimed and hey quickly warned his friends. They all turned as one and looked at Aden. They looked at his face, and the next second they were all scrambling to collect their things and get as far away as possible. Aden smirked as he watched them scramble away from sight and leave the bench abandoned.
Tucking away his wand Aden laid down on the bench. Folding his hands behind his head he shut his eyes. At least this way he didn’t have to look at the mudbloods. There wasn’t any classes today. Maybe Aden could catch a bit of sleep out here. The day was definitely nice enough for him to catch some sleep. Aden had made many enemies that might think it a good time to sneak up on him while he was sleeping, but he wasn’t worried about that. Even in his sleep he was very attuned to his surroundings and hardly anyone could sneak up on him while he was sleeping.
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Post by Desiray on Apr 16, 2005 9:27:19 GMT
Desiray laid on her stomache on her bed in the fifth year girl's dormatory, trying to read, but the words were too familiar. The music from her magic powered headphones blasted through the speakers and made her feet move with the beat of the heavey metal song, but the book was boring her to no end! She had read almost every book in the Dark Arts section of the un-restricted part of the library and she had read this book about four times more. She had her forehead resting against her hand and she couldn't help but yawn in boredom. She sighed. She had thought about taking a nap that afternoon, since there weren't any classes that day, but for some reason her body wouldn't let her sleep! She tossed and turned until she was out of breath, but sleeping was just not an option a few hours ago, so she had grabbed the same book that she had read the night before and laid down to read it.
Desiray, frustrated at the book, stood from her bed and got dressed in her school uniform (which in her opinion looked like a Catholic School girl's uniform and she did not have a problem with it. It got the boys attention and that was all that she cared about most of the time). She then went to her mirror and brushed out her long blonde hair, the red roots of her hair stood out against the stark white of her shirt. She shook her head and decided on a black tank top with her school unifrom shirt ove rit, open except for one button and showing her right shoulder. Her skirt was rolled up at the elastic so it was higher than most of the other girls. She applied her makeup, dark and making her bluish green eyes stand out, and walked out of the dormatory. She walked outside, a nice roll in her hips as she walked and sighed as the air greated her in a nice warm breeze.
Desiray gritted her teeth together as she realized how many mudbloods and scum dominated the grounds on a nice day such as this. She took a deep breath and walked furthur into the courtyard, glaring at the oher students. She then noticed a rather good looking boy layign down on a bench off by one of the fountains. She bit her lip and tilted her head, twirling her index finger in a few stands of her straight blonde hair. She smiled slyly and slowly started to walk toward him, the swing in her hip more noticable now. She neared him and smiled realizing who it was. Aden. She sighed loudly, trying to get his attention.
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Post by Aden McGrogan on Apr 19, 2005 4:03:06 GMT
Aden was quite content. The outside air was feeling great. Especially after being inside the dungeons all day it was good to get outside. The only thing to make this situation perfect was to remove the continuous noise of the annoying kids out in the courtyard. Even with his eyes closed and his body slowly drifting off to sleep Aden was very attuned to his surroundings. If anyone stepped within a certain radius of him he would be up in a snap. There were many students around who would love to catch Aden by surprise, but that was never going happen.
Aden was just about asleep when someone stepped near him. Aden inwardly snapped back to attention and was prepared to move into action if needed. The person stopped near him and seemed to only be looking at him at the moment. Aden could sense that the person wasn’t going to try and harm him and Aden’s body relaxed. He chose to ignore the person for now but a feminine sigh caught his attention. He turned his head and opened his eyes. His elbow was to high and it was blocking his view. So he lowered it. He was looking at the midriff of a girl wearing a rolled up skirt.
He slowly let his eyes roll upward along the body of the girl. His eyes slowly traveled upward until they finally stopped on the girls face. He looked at her. He knew her. Desiray Cestbon, a Slytherin 5th year. He had never talked to her, though he had attended classes with her. Her being in the same year and all. He looked up at her. Not moving from his position. “Yes?” He asked simply.
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Post by Desiray on Apr 20, 2005 2:31:27 GMT
Desiray waited for him to respond after she sighed. She watched as his body tensed and then relaxed, his eyes opening and his head turning to look at her. She couldn't help but smile more sensualy as he moved his elbow to look at her. She marveled in the way his eyes slowly traveled up her half exposed body to ifnally meet her eyes. She titled her head, hip cocked to one side and her hand resting on her cocked hip. He said one word to her and she flipped her long blonde hair, shrugging her shoulders. She bent over so that her face was about five inches from his, the black tank top fell slightly, giving him a clear view of what lies benieth her shirt.
"I just wanted to say hi, is all," she said, her voice silky, "Is there anything wrong with saying hi?" she added after a few moments pause.
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Post by Aden McGrogan on Apr 20, 2005 3:39:53 GMT
Aden arched an eyebrow at her answer. Just saying hi? A believable story if it werent for that tone she spoke in or the view she was generously thrusting into his face. He had caught one good view before he averted his eyes and forced himself to look up at her face and not fall for her bait.
"I suppose there isnt any harm in saying hi. Although, I hardly see the advantage in just saying hi, unless you wish to take the conversation further. Isnt that correct?" He asked her.
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Post by Desiray on Apr 20, 2005 3:47:02 GMT
Desiray tried not to smile as he stared down her shirt for a few moments. She stood up straight, her hand going back to her cocked hip. He made a comment about taking the conversation furthur. She smiled wider, a real smile, only for a second and shrugged. She put one shoulder up towards her face and batted her eyelashes girly.
"Why of course I want to keep talking with you, Aden," she stopped batting her eyes and gave him a smile that she was joking, then as usual, the smile went away. She looked at him expectantly, she glanced down at his feet that he was rudly taking up with the whole bench. She looked back at his face and waited for him to say something.
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Post by Aden McGrogan on Apr 20, 2005 4:07:09 GMT
Aden could easily tell what she was after. Any fool would be able to see that. She seemed to have taken his comment and twisted the meaning of it so it sounded more like he wanted her to take the conversation further. 'A bit of selective hearing' he thought to himself. She looked down at his feet that were in her way. Again he could easily tell what it was she wanted of him, but the fact that she just looked at him and expected him to comply did not sit well in Adens stomach.
His face lost all of the amuesed expression and looked up at her in a expressionless look. "Yes, those are my shoes." He looked down at hers. "They look a bit big for your feet. I suggest instead of eyeing mine you go and find a pair that fits you." He brought his eyes back up to her face and he looked eyes with her. Aden wouldnt play this silent advance game with her.
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Post by Desiray on Apr 20, 2005 4:18:00 GMT
Desiray's expression fell and felt her eyes glare. Her expression turned to slight anger and her stance showed that she wasn't happy with his last comment. She stared down at him, all traces of her flirtatious ways had vanished. She stopped herself from sayin anything too nasty, she just stared for a few moments, her eyes boring into his skull. Yes... her anger was a problem but at the moment, Desiray didn't care.
"I didn't even say anything about your shoes," she said in a cold voice, "I didn't make any rude comments or anything so why the insult?" she asked in the same cold tone.
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Post by Aden McGrogan on Apr 20, 2005 4:34:43 GMT
Surprisingly Aden didnt blow up like he usually would have. Instead, he casually shut his eyes again in a bored expression. He lay quiet for a moment. Than without opening his eyes. "Why the insult? Because I refuse to play this game. If you wish something from me than ask me directly, and I will see if it is in my best of interests to comply. I will not tolerate the silent hint of "move your feet."
With that he fell silent. He had to wonder how this girl would react. He hadnt figured her out enough to guess her course of action. Would she come back with a angry outburst? Or pheraps she would drop the issue? Either course she chose didnt matter to Aden. He would see to it that this situation was resolved. Whether it be on hostile terms, or friendly terms.
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Post by Desiray on Apr 22, 2005 17:42:02 GMT
Desiray silently gritted her teeth. She hated it when someone played her like that. She forced the glare from her face and took a slow breath to calm her anger. She put a hand on her hip and sighed. Then she looked away, forcing her face to not look angry and trying very hard to remain calm. She looked back at him when he started to talk and wished she had gum to stop the grinding of her teeth. She sighed and waited for his comment to end.
"Fine then." she said, "Please, move your feet," her voice wasn't as friendly as it should have been but at the moment she didn't quite care.
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Post by Aden McGrogan on Apr 25, 2005 6:43:56 GMT
Aden watched her closely. He could see the rage clearly in her. She was hating the fact that he wasnt going to be one of her easy targets. She wasn't bad looking, in fact, she was extremly good looking, but he wasnt going to let that get to his head that easily. She seemed to be debating her course of action when she finaly spoke again. He had to say he was surprised at her course.
This girl could prove to be a interesting acquaintance. So he decided to grant her wish this one time. He swiveled into a sitting postion, moving his feet off the bench and onto the ground. He waved his hand over the spot. "Sure, have a seat." By the tone of her voice it seemed she had gotten past her previous mood. From now on she probably show her true colors throughout the conversation.
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Post by Desiray on Apr 28, 2005 23:41:58 GMT
She nodded once in politness and sat down, crossing her slender legs and placing both hands in her lap, cris crossed. She looked to Aden and smiled ever so slightly to show that she was greatfull for him moving, even though her eyes were still stone cold. She didn't know what to say now, she wasn't in the flirting uncontrollably mood anymore, she felt... strange. As if she didnt feel anything. No flirtation, no anger, well... there was some anger, but not alot. She sighed, feeling bored and awkward. she bit her lip slightly, glaring at a Hufflepuff who walked by.
"So..." she mumbled, "thank you for letting me sit down, i guess," her voice was still slightly cold, but most of the anger had gone from her voice.
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Post by Aden McGrogan on May 4, 2005 6:27:22 GMT
Aden watched as she sat down. There was a moment of silence and she seemed to be thinking of a few things. Aden watched her out of the corner of his eye. She looked a bit confused. She probably wasnt expecting him to give in.
She muttered a quick 'thank you' which surprised Aden. It was a rare occasion for any Slytherin to say 'thank you'. Even if you had just saved their life. He shrugged. "Consider it a favore. You owe me now." He said with a smirk.
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Post by Desiray on May 4, 2005 23:29:53 GMT
She grunted slightly in a strange sort of laugh at his comment. She looked at her long green painted nails and then glanced at Aden. What should she say? She had no idea. This was one of the first times that she had been speachless... and it was all because Aden had given in and let her sit down... The whole week seemed strange now. She tried not to sigh, but failed. Her attempt to force the sigh from her lungs had caused the sigh to sound strange. Almost as if she had been crying, but of course it was obvious that she hadn't been. She rolled her eyes mentally... she was acting strangly. First she had gone from extremely flirtatious to completly silent and SHE EVEN SAID THANK YOU!! She was absolutly insulting, even to herself. She felt disgraced and smiled at Aden suddenly, not letting the flirtatious manner which had so strangly disappeared show.
"Fine then... I soppose I owe you now!" her voice was sweet and she was happy it sounded flirtatious again. She smiled a sexy smile and looked down at her legs, purposly looking bored. She let her finger nails slowly move back and forth on her smooth slender leg.
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