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 Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:03 pm
Ray picked up his own broom halfheartedly, and gave Desiree's broom back to her. "Thanks," he said, opening up the broom shed and throwing the broom into it. "We should get going now. If anyone, Casa Nova'll be wondering where you've been.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:09 pm
"Ahh yes...my darling boyfriend." She laughed as she took her broom back, hoisting it on to her shoulder. As they walked back across the field, she spotted a confused, yet determined sixth year start to beeline towards her. "Oh no...he must have seen that I took my broom..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:26 pm
Ray grinned widely. "I know how to get rid of him," he said, taking Desiree's broom from her. "Pretend for a second that you are hormonally driven, and I'll do the same," he said, eyes twinkling.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:29 pm
"I'll try, but I must warn you, I never was a good actress." She grinned and watched as the boy approached, holding a box of something in his hands.
"Desiree, my one desire, I thought you might like some Cockroah Clusters. You made it seem like you had a taste for them before...back there...in the Common Room, remember?" He held out the box with a cheesy grin.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:04 pm
Ray choked back a laugh, turned back to Desiree, and clasped her hand, fighting to keep a straight face. "Darling, tell him to leave, so that we may be alone," he said, sighing theatrically and winking at Desiree.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:14 pm
Desiree covered her hand in a fake yawn to hide her laughter. "I'm sorry...honey...but he really likes me..."
The kid frowned, looking down at the ground. "Why didn't you just tell me you had a boyfriend?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:26 pm
Ray looked at the kid as disparagingly as he could. "Obviously, she pitied you," he said, feeling slightly bad for poor ol' Casa Nova. "Now, leave my Desiree alone," he instructed, putting the faintest emphasis on 'my.'
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:30 pm
Desiree thought that might have sounded a little harsh, so she patted him on the shoulder. "He only asked me out a little while ago...I'm sorry." She forced a friendly smile. "Besides, I'm too young for you. Go find some nice sixth year girl who will like you."
"The sixth years are all sluts." He looked up at the two with narrowed eyes. "I don't believe you. I think you're just trying to avoid me."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 10:20 pm
Ray stepped forward. "I am trying to get her to avoid you. And vice versa. In case you haven't heard, we're dating now," he said, in a voice that was more annoyed than masculine.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 10:14 am
"Yes, it is a pleasure to have her here, isn't it?" Peter asked, grinning widely. He hadn't, though, caught the look Jess had wanted him to, and had looked at her instead, tilting his head lightly. He wondered if something was wrong- that he should know about- but didn't press the matter; he was sure it was nothing. Jess, he found, was being slightly paranoid lately.
Kris smiled. "Yes, liked by everyone. Tell us, Jess," she said sweetly, although somewhat dangerously, "how do you seem to do such a thing?" she continued, smiling. She looked from Matt to Jess, frowning slightly, but keeping her sweet innocent look on her face; something, it seemed, was going on between Jess and a lot of boys. Why, she wondered, Peter didn't know was a question she found would never be answered.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 10:58 am
Jess giggled lightly and turned her head to look at Kris, her eyes full of a dark type of mischief that only she could see. "I suppose it's just my charming personality." Her eyes glanced at Matt for a split second but returned quickly to the girl next to her.
"So you've said...but I still don't believe you." The boy looked between the two. Something seemed awfully suspicious.
"Well I don't know what we're supposed to do to try and prove it to you." Desiree gave him a stern look making sure to stand close to Ray as she caught the boy's disbelieving look.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:33 am
"And your willingness to be friendly to absolutely everyone," Matt chimed in, grinning.
Ray shrugged. "You'll have to take our word for it. We're absolutely madly in love, I'm afraid. Go find another student; it doesn't need to be a 6th year," he said, firmly holding onto Desiree's hand and beginning to walk towards the castle.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:46 am
Jess winked at him. "It's always good to be friendly." She finished eating the little food she did have and excused herself. "We must have class soon. Peter, would you like to come with to get our books?"
"Yeah right!" He called after them, his arms crossed over his chest. "Then why don't you kiss her?"
Desiree stopped short, her eyes going wide as she turned back no her heel towards the smirking boy.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:50 am
Matt smirked at Jess. "We have free period next. Unless you two are going to be...busy then?" he said innocently.
"Kiss her?" repeated Ray. "Well...anyone could kiss. It doesn't necessarily mean anything," he said, a little nervously.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 6:33 pm
"Oh...well, I have to go to Herbology...or Potions...either one, not like it really matters." She leaned over and gave Peter a deep, long kiss, making sure Kris could see it, before waving goodbye and taking off for the dungeons.
"Y...yeah." This was going too far. She had no problem holding hands with Ray and saying cutesy things, but she would feel horrible if she made Ray do something quite that drastic.
"Well fine, but if you won't even hold any claim on her, then I guess she's free reign..." He caught up with them and took a cluster out of the box, holding it up to her face. "My sweet..."
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