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 Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:20 pm
"No... not at all, you're welcome anytime." She grabbed Blayre's hand and walked over to her bed, falling backwards onto it and smiling up at Blayre who was still standing.
"Join me won't you?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:35 pm
Blayre smiled softly, crawling in after Calypso and snuggling up to her side. From her new vantage point, she looked around the room with a curious eye.
"You know?" She asked softly, while reaching up to take her glasses off. "The room looks different from over here." Blayre smiled softly. She could hardly believe how far they've made it since this morning... It was amazing.
In the back of her mind, she felt a stirring. Yes, usually by this time Demented would begin her book reading for the night. Than, about two hours before the alarm was to go off, she'd sleep.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:42 pm
Letting out a low chuckle, she wrapped her arm around Blayre's waist and pulled her close before nuzzling into her hair lightly, a smile spreading across her lips.
"Well things look different when you're looking from a different place, it would be so very boring if everything would appear only one way ever." She closed her eyes and settled in comfortably.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:33 pm
"Perspectives..." Blayre murmured. She now settled in closely to Calypso, resting with her eyes open against her. The smaller girl seemed to be silent for a few moments, feeling Demented wake up entirely in the back of her mind.
"Calypso, tell me more about you." She said softly. "What do you like?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:41 pm
Cal let out a small laugh and ruffled Blayre's hair affectionately, she was so cute.
"Well... I've taken to playing pranks around here for fun, but I kinda miss studying with my Gran at home... she was one of the best teachers I've ever encountered..." She sighed softly and tilted her head on her pillow in thought.
"Come to think of it she taught me more then I learned here in every subject except transfigurations... she said it would give me ideas." A light snort of amusement came from her at her next memory.
"Like all the Dark Arts wouldn't... I swear, you'd think she wanted me to be ready for a war with what she taught me..." Yawning slightly she shifted and wriggled, trying to burrow into her warm sheets.
"Well at least she didn't forget to teach me discretion..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:57 pm
"It must be nice..." Blayre immediately ran a hand through her hair to straighten it again. She could take it if a few hairs were out of place, but having it ruffled like that would have caused irritation.
She enjoyed the gesture though.
"What do you mean? Did your grandmother teach you dark arts...?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 12:19 am
She nodded slightly and looked at Blayre with a content smile. "Yeah, she taught me all sorts of things, she mentioned something about being an expert, sort of as a hobby and... something else but I forget now."
Cal stretched under her sheets and nuzzled Blayre affectionately.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 12:48 am
Blayre laid there silently as Cal spoke, simply listening. Calypso was intelligent, than, in areas that one would least suspect. In her mind, she felt Demented inspecting the situation with growing annoyance. She suddenly felt uneasy, like her equilibrium was set off balance.
"So you..." Blayre paused. "Were home schooled until you came to Hogwarts?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 9:23 pm
She yawned and nuzzled Blayre's neck, closing her eyes and murmuring softly. "Yeah... my ma has an extensive library thanks to Gran and I've read almost all of them..."
Her words drifted off and she let her head fall limply against Blayre's shoulder as she began to doze.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 11:49 pm
Blayre smiled up at her and shivered. The neck was always a rediculously sensative place to touch. As Calypso dozed on her shoulder, Blayre's eyes began to droop and her body to shut down. It wasn't long before she fell into a deep sleep, snuggled up against the other sixth year.
And yet, in the morning, Blayre would find herself to wake up in her own bed with the curtains drawn and dark magic books splayed all over her lap.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 11:58 pm
Cal woke slowly, her eyes still shut and she snuggled under her blankets with a smile, reaching for Blayre. The smile ended and she opened her eyes slowly, bracing herself on her elbows and looking around.
She figured Blayre had either woken up already or had gone back to her own bed. She felt dissapointed but got out of bed anyway, peeling off her shirt and walking to her cabinet to look for clothes for the day, noone else seemed to be here or awake.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:07 am
Blayre opened her eyes slowly, the area around her bed still dark because of the curtains. She sat up with the same caution, blinking away tiredness from her eyes. There was no way to be sure on how long Demented had used the body last night. All that could be known was that Blayre was awake now, mentally.
A book on the left side of her bed slid off with the movement of covers and hitting the floor with a 'thud' in the silent room.
Blayre froze, somehow knowing which book it was. Swallowing softly, Blayre adjusted her pajama shirt (it had dropped considerably down her upper torso in her sleep) and leaned over the side of the bed to retrieve the fallen book. As the covers were moved more, another book fell off the bed and bounced a few feet away...
This book was potentially more dangerous if found. Blayre pushed back the curtains and hurriedly picked it up.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:12 am
Cal turned at the sound of things hitting the floor, she blushed when she realized: A)it was Blayre and B)she was facing Blayre in nothing but her underwear.
She hastily turned around and started rooting around for dry clothes. She coughed nervously. "M-morning Blayre..."
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:19 am
Well, considering, Cal was in luck. Blayre currently did not have her glasses on and couldn't see anything clearly. The death eater's daughter held the book tightly against her chest, A Cause for Pain, Book of Dark Spells.
"M-morning Calypso." She stammered out, quickly turning about to grab hold of the other book on the floor. The two were quickly shoved into the lower shelf of the cupboard next to her bed, and she began throwing the others there too.
"I... Um. Sorry." Blayre blushed. "I think Demented moved us last night." She pushed the last book into the cupboard and locked it up tight. With that accomplished, she searched the top to find her glasses.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:23 am
Why did she not have any clothes that were wearable?! Uniform!
"S'okay Blayre, you were asleep anyway." She began rooting around for the outfit she never really wore, tossing things about but pausing in thought.
"Not like it bothers me..." Oh but it did. She grit her teeth and fisted her hands tightly, forgetting about clothes for the moment.
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