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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 3:33:39 GMT
Patricia stood there in front of the fire with her paint and canvas; she was painting the warm fire. With every wave of her brush, she thought about Richard, and how much they had in conmen. And seeing if he liked her. She also thought of Rachel and how she must feel. She liked him to.
She felt bad for Rachel, but not in a pity way. In a more, of I’m sorry. It is my fault: way.
She also has never really had a boyfriend. So it was hard, sure she has liked boys but not like she liked, Richard... He understood her.
She then spiked up the fires with a deep crimson shade of paint. Sure painting was a muggle thing but she loved it, the only people that new she actually painted were her sister. She loved the paint, how it caressed the brush, and how wet, the texture of it was. How there was different types of paint.
Whenever Patricia painted she felt free, free to express anything. Her anger, her sadness, her love, and her confusion. She couldn’t understand why she even liked Richard. He was a Ravenclaw, She hates Ravenclaws, Muddbloods, Gryffendors everybody, but there was something about Richard that she liked. With one wave of her brush she pulled up a dark pale brown for the fireplace mantel. And smiled. With glee at the art. She was never any good mind you but she loved it.
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 6:25:47 GMT
Rachel watched as Patrica kept painting, admiring as easily Patrica handled the brush and the beautiful picture she was creating.
"Hey Trish," she said as she sat down on the arm of Patrica's seat.
"I don't want to disturb you or anything, I just want you know how tonight went with Richard," she asked, her eyes twinkling. Rachel never gave up the chance at some gossip.
"You have to tell me everything," she said, smiling broadly. Yes, Rachel did like Richard, but she didn't want to stand in the way of Patrica. She could tell Patrica really liked him, and now Rachel could have whoever she wanted. Patrica had Richard.
"Are you guys, like, going out now?"
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 6:33:51 GMT
Patricia dropped her brush on the ground and was startled by Rachel. “Bloody Hell!! Oh hey Rache. Um…well” She bent down to pick up the brush and washed it of along with the carpet. “He is really nice… we have a lot in conmen... actually... He is extremely shy… I am sorry. I kind of just threw you out there, I felt horrible.” She said and then. Started to put away her aisle and her paints as well.
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 6:41:15 GMT
Rachel laughed when Patrica dropped her brush.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have startled you. I'll help you," she picked up a brush and handed it to Patrica. Then she nodded.
"Yeah, he did seem pretty shy. But you have nothing to feel bad about. I went out by myself, I could've stayed. But I didn't want to, becasue I want you and Richard to have a shot," she said smiling. And every word was true. It was time Rachel started to be a little less selfish. Starting with her friends.
"Well, I think you should do it. Make the first move. I reckon he's crazy about you. And I know these things," she said, giggling.
"So what are you going to do? Are you going to ask him out?" She asked, leaning forward.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 6:46:43 GMT
After Patricia put her things away she walked over to Rachel, “Hmm….well I like him and all….but I don’t know what he will think. I’ll talk to him tomarrow. So tell me anything interesting happen. I hope you and Rayne patch things up…Soon.”
Why the did Patricia just say that, she hated Rayne, but she just felt like being nice today,, something made her happy and she couldn’t put her finger on it. She didn't know what it was but, today she actually didn't want to cry at all...all day.
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 6:51:38 GMT
"He must make you happy, you hate Rayne!" Rachel said, widening her eyes. Then she smiled.
"I'm glad you'll talk to him tomorrow. I really think you guys would be happy together," Rachel said. She wondered if she was pushing them too much.
"But I mean, dont' rush into anything," she said quickly, hoping Patrica didn't think she was being pushy.
"Seriously, Patrica, I'm really happy for you. So tell me, what did you guys do? Tell me all," she said, sitting back down and making herself comfortable.
"I want all the details."
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 6:59:42 GMT
Patricia sat in a chair “I don’t hate Rayne” looking the other way when she said that, then looking back at Rachel with a smile “ok I do…..but well” She smiled with eyes of gleam. “We went to eat, it turns out he writes poetry… and well he wants to see one of my paintings” She said with a smile. “And well…” She paused and bit her bottom lip and scrunched up her face. “I wanted to kiss…him…..but I thought it was too fast personally” She said with a bright awkward smile and a little laugh.
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 7:04:51 GMT
Rachel laughed.
"Yeah, that might've been a tad fast. But you never know, maybe he'll kiss you tomorrow," she said cheekily.
"He does sound perfect for you though," Rachel said earnestly. Then she began giggling.
"Mmm poetry, wanting to see your paintings, he wants you girl!"
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 7:09:08 GMT
Patricia smiled. She hasn’t smiled this much in how long. She only sneered, or had a fake smile… now she was really smiling…a lot.
“Oh he so wants me love” She said with a laugh. “So anybody you fancy?” she asked Rachel nudging her arm, giving her the look.
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 7:12:48 GMT
"No, not particularly. So if you know anyone, say, one of Richard's friends, give me a call," Rachel said laughing. Then she pinched Patrica gently.
"Yeah, he looooooves you. I can see it in his eyes," she said, waving her hands in front of her eyes, and then cracked up laughing.
"I dont' even know why I'm laughing, what I said wasn't even that funny," she panted between bursts of laughter.
"Patrica, save me!"
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 7:17:39 GMT
“Only if you save me first” She said in breaks of laughter “Ow...ow …Bloody Hell!!!!” she wailed… “Help…Profesor Snape, Profesor McGonagal. Anybody!!!!!” She yelled then fell to the floor, and bounced right up and bowed “Thank you, Thank you, You are all a wonderful audience” She said while laughing and the gently patting Rachel’s, back trying to get her to stop “Breath love Breath”
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 7:22:35 GMT
Rachel tried to breathe, she stayed still and just focussed on inhaling. But that just sent her into another round of laughter.
"I'm sorry, guys, I really am," she said to the group of Slytherins. Finally controlling herself, she sat down on the seat as if nothing had happened.
"Ugh, don't you just hate it when people distrubt the peace?" she asked, rolling her eyes at Patrica.
"It's soooo immature," she continued, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She bit her lip to try and stop laughing again.
"So, Pattttrica," she said, a giggle escaping, "what are you and Richard planning to do tomorrow?"
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 7:26:16 GMT
Patricia smiled an bit her lip hard trying not to laugh “So very rude if I do say so myself”…..she breathed a heavey sigh. “I-I-I D-d—don’t know a—cc—ctually” She said covering her mouth trying not to cry
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 7:30:56 GMT
"Ooh Patrica, are you crying because I'm so hilarious? Or are you...crying?" Rachel asked, suddenly concerned. Patrica had been so happy, and they were having so much fun, she really hoped Patrica was only laughing from hysterical laughter.
"Trish?" She asked, biting her lip.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 7:38:51 GMT
Patricia’s face turned burnt red and released her hand form her face “N-n-n-no I am fine. I was... Um……well that was so funny” She said with ah huge smile and turned to Rachel. “I haven’t laughed that hard in the longest time”
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 7:46:25 GMT
"Oh good," Rachel said, before bursting into laughter again. Rachel thought for a second.
"Hey, neither have I, when I think about it," Rachel said, before giggling again.
"We're too serious. That's our problem. Much too serious. I think we should do something completely reckless. Let's go into the Forbidden Forest," she joked. Rachel stretched out.
"Ahh...this is so good. Why can't all nights be like this one? You about to embark on your romantic destiny with Richard, me having the time of my life, and us destroying the peace in this room," she said blissfully.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 7:52:49 GMT
Patricia relaxed. “Yes I agree. My romanitic journey with Richard and your…..How to say…….exciting journey of being relaxed” She joked. “She yawned, “What a long day I must say… hey that was a rhyme. Hey love, Do you by any chance know the time?”
Patricia knew that was stupid so why did she say it, but it mad her laugh out loud and all the other Slytherins looked at them almost petrified. Patricia looked at Rachel in silents, and burst out laughing again.
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Post by jess4ever on Jan 5, 2007 7:58:02 GMT
Rachel burst into laughter again, struggling to breathe.
"Oh Patrica, you slay me," she gasped.
"And no, I don't know the tiiiiiiiiime," she tried to say without laughing, and failing. She stood up.
"I'm much too cool for time, but I must say, I am about ready to retire. I bid you my goodnight, and hope I see you again tomorrow morning," she said, sticking her nose in the air. She couldn't believe how much fun she was having. Normally, she would rather die than be stupid, and have a laughing fit in the middle of the common room. But right then, she just felt content.
"Night, Trish." She said, smiling. Then she started giggling.
"No, dont' say anything or else I'll start up again!" She cried before running out of the room, happier than she had ever been.
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Post by Patrica Dawsinson S3 on Jan 5, 2007 8:02:15 GMT
Patricia held in her laughs until Rachel Left. The burst. And then when she was finished cracking herself up she looked at all the other Slytherins, who looked at her like she was insane. “Ok…………well……..Goodnight” She said and ran to her room and went to sleep.
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