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Post by Natalie Smith on Jan 2, 2006 7:20:47 GMT -5
After she asked him if everything was alright, she sat down on the edge of the bench. She waited for his responce and stared out at the sky again. The snow was falling rather fast now, she looked down at herself. Her sholders had snow piled ontop of them. She smiled, brushing it off. In the folds of her clothes snow could be found melting slowly. She shrugged and turned back. The was a little startled, though not supprised when he said he wasn't alright. Well almost anyone could have put that together... But then he talked to her again. Perhaps the most words he had said all night. Oh. Natalie rarely ever drank, let alone get drunk. It had happened perhaps twice, both this summer and because of her idiotic parents driving her insane, and out of the house. She thought about it for a moment. She realized probably more then anything the guy needed company. At least that was how it looked. But it startled her that he would ask her. A Ravenclaw and probably not his first pick for company. A guy like him probably had lots of friends... but where were they when he needed them, like now? She shugged, she could just have as easily asked where her friends were. Well they weren't here thats for sure. "yah, I think I'll come."
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Post by Seth Lestrange on Jan 2, 2006 11:46:07 GMT -5
[I'll go open a thread in Knockturn Alley]
Seth hadn't even been looking to see her reaction, or waiting to see her think it through. His dark eyes were resting on the fresh slush of the current snow which lay on the ground already turning dark grey. It was amazing how something so white could easily become so tarnished, and old looking. When her response came, he was mildly surprised. He didn't expect that kind of reply, he had been waiting for a slap across the face or even a turn of her back as she walked off. But he got neither. The look on his face now was mildly amused, as if he were silently asking her why she hadn't slapped him. He had just invited her to get drunk with him, and they barely knew each other. She seemed not to think at all if he might have other intentions, which he didn't, but that's usually what he saw go through a girl's mind when he suggested getting smashed. Unless they were Gemini, she never seemed to think that way when it came down that. A weak smirk appeared across his face, as if deciding now where they should go. A few minutes later he was up on his feet, having climbed down from the small throne that he had created himself atop a bench in the middle of Hogwart's lawns.
"Let's go." He remarked, deciding right away that he would led her into the small dusty pub that he knew well in Knockturn Alley. It was his usual watering hole. Cheap, scenic, and quiet, which made it a perfect place to hide from the world. Not bothering to dust the snow from his clothes or his black hair, now speckled white, Seth started across the lawns towards the gates of Hogwarts. He didn't even look back or wait up, which could be considered strange to some, but he felt that if he stopped now he wouldn't keep on going later.
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Post by Natalie Smith on Jan 2, 2006 15:18:47 GMT -5
(K) Natalie waited to see his reaction. She had thought right, he had no idea why she had accsepted. Well she didn't either. She waited for him to stand up and followed him, silently fighting withherself.
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