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 Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 7:32 pm
  Though he heard the sound of light movements, the slight creak of a chair, and pages turning, Preston did not open his eyes, he didn't even twitch. No, his breathing was as calm as ever, and his face still passive and netural, like a Classical statue. It wasn't until a female voice spoke, that the brunette gave any sign of being awake or aware; he spoke. "That you Tammy?" He asked, eyes still closed. There was a faint, welcoming smirk on his lips. The teen pulled himself up, and then faced the source voice. It was indeed her.
Preston calmly scrutinised her appearance before commenting, "Gain casual Ah see..." When his gaze finally drifted down towards her chest, to the slight cleavage revealed by that tanktop of hers, his face was no longer passive. 'Damn hormones,' the Gryffindor thought, moving his head to the side, away from the womanly sight. Replying to her earlier question he simply said, "Sure." A day in Hogsmeade sounded perfect. F i f t h ||| Y e a r  [[ Accent Translation: 1. Gone casual I see]]
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 7:36 pm
 ❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E
6TH YEAR, GRYFFINDOR ~ PREFECT ￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
xxxxxxxxxx x x ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬Tamara smiled, placed her book down next to her and leaned forward, unaware of the sight she was providing. "Really? That'd be great. When... when do you want to go?" she asked, biting her lip and smiling slightly. She leaned forward a little more to be able to hear him better.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 7:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 11:41 am
❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E
6TH YEAR, GRYFFINDOR ~ PREFECT ￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
xxxxxxxxxx x x ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬Unlike last time, this time Tamara noticed his gaze and followed it to her chest. Her first reaction should have been to cover up and get mad at Preston, however, instead she felt her cheeks become hot. She smiled a little and after locking eyes with him for a little, averted her gaze. It'd been a while since she felt like this... and she wasn't exactly sure she felt bad about it. He suggested next weekend. "Oh, um, yeah, sure." She was surprised by how... shaky her voice sounded. She was suddenly aware of her heart pounding. Why am I feeling like this? she wondered to herself. Looking at Preston, she found her answer. Her eyes met his bright eyes again and traveled down to his chiseled but not overly muscled chest. Idly she wondered what exactly those clothes were hiding. At that thought, she once again flushed with color.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 12:45 pm
█ ████████████████████████ █████ ★ █████ ████████████████████████ █ Wandering around the girls' dormitory in shorts and baggy shirt, Lucy had been lazing around in common room and dormitory, mostly due to her recent lack of sleep. Either she spent her free hours with Oz, or other Gryffindors, or she studied for her OWLs. Stupid, damned exams. Who on Earth needed them? Personally, Lucy didn't mind not being an Auror. She was fine with being a member of Dementors Ate My Baby, her boyfriend's band. Anyway, back to the present. Lucy had been lying on her back, staring at the ceiling until distant, vague murmurs drifted past her ears. She straightened up and hopped to the Gryffindor Common Room, a genuine smile curling up onto her lips as she recognized her two friends. Preston and Tamara were seated, chatting casually, although the blonde did notice colors on their cheeks. Idly making her way to them, Lucy sank onto the floor beside the couch, since half of it was taken by Preston's long legs, "Wotcher," she nodded to them with a grin before tying her bleached hair into a messy ponytail, "So, what's up with you guys?" she questioned with curiosity, her pale gaze shifting from Preston to Tammy. Faint pink shades colored their cheeks, causing her to arch an eyebrow before furrowing her brows, "Hey!" she exclaimed, climbing onto her knees so she could rest an elbow on the edge of the couch, the other hand pointing to Tammy's flushed face, then Preston's, "What's with the blushing faces, hm?" she inquired with a teasing voice, a smirk tugging up one corner of her lips as she awaited for a surprised response from her two friends. She rarely noticed the two of them chatting together, except those playful jokes Pres radiated around the school. But it was odd to see the two of them blushing. Or at least from her point of view.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 12:53 pm
❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E
6TH YEAR, GRYFFINDOR ~ PREFECT ￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
xxxxxxxxxx x x ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬Tamara watched as Lucy came down from the girl's dorm and slumped down onto the floor beside them. She was about to comment when Lucy pointed out the blushing cheeks. Sitting back quickly, Tamara turned her head away to look at the fire. She muttered something and the flame roared to life. Wandless magic, gotta love it. "Oh, um nothing. Me and Preston are gonna go down to Hogsmeade next weekend. Maybe you and Oz would want to come too, eh?" she asked idly. When Lucy was with Oz, they usually weren't with Tammy. Third wheel, and all.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:36 pm
Hearing Tamara's voice shake was kind of surreal to Preston. This was totally different from her usual confidence self. Where had her smirk had ran off to? And his too on that note...? Though it might of been a bit egoistical in reflection, he couldn't help but to wonder if he was the cause of her nervousness. The thought only made him feel stupid for thinking it, and then nervous, and then stupid again. Preston let out a silent, frustrated sigh while his blue gaze drifted around the room—to sweep aimless train of thoughts away. In doing so, he missed the blonde's admiring sweep of his lean muscles.
His attention shifted towards someone who was approaching, he turned his head, recognizing that head of bleach blonde as Lucy’s. She came over to join them, and when the fifth year registered her curious look, he mentally groaned. Then it came...the question. Ah, yes. Why were they blushing? Finding the only excuse he could think up was “I was cold”, Preston wisely decided to say nothing—he was seated beside a fireplace and wearing a hoodie. Thankfully, Tammy answered Lucy’s question for the both of them.
Preston childishly nudged Lucy with his foot, before swiftly pulling his legs back so that she could sit down beside him on the couch if she wished. F i f t h ||| Y e a r [[ OOC: Hm, I'm out of retirement...]]
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:40 pm
❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E
6TH YEAR, GRYFFINDOR ~ PREFECT ￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
xxxxxxxxxx x x ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬Tamara flashed her eyes back to Preston, a little surprised at his silence towards Lucy. She had expected him to say something to answer her question, at least some bad excuse like 'I'm cold'. She rolled her eyes, but couldn't stop herself from smirking like an idiot. "So, uh, this weekend?" she asked, a nervousness coming back to her voice.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 4:26 pm
  Tyler stepped into the common room, a smile on his face. He had been told the Quiddicth positions where up on the bulletin board. He quickly rushed over and looked at the list, it covered his old add for Stink Pellets and Dung Bombs for sale but he did not care. His eyes lit up as he saw his position. "Yes! Seeker!" he said punching his fist into the air in victory. He was overjoyed to play his favorite, and the most important position on the team.
s p a c i n g s p a c i n g  s p a c i n g ტut ტf ეookies: Let's get this guild moving!
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 5:47 pm
 ==== ♋ ==== ♋ ====
☞ωilliam Ɍadcliffe☜
Fifth Year → Gryffindor
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►The man... The mystery... The legend...◄
Settling down onto the couch in front of the fire, Will took out his Potions homework and began to write. However, he soon found himself doodling instead of doing his work. And he found himself sketching Aravis' face. He paused and looked at his drawing, her smiling face flashing into his mind. Smirking, he continued to work on the picture instead of his homework.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 5:59 pm
Aravis Rosentha Fourth Year⇷Gryffindor⇷Dreamer Aravis walked into the Common Room, not being too sure of what else to do. Her homework sat amongst her things half-finished. She prefered to do her thinking late at night anyways. There was typically less to think about then.
Glancing over toward the fireplace, she noticed a familiar figure. Not just familiar because they were housemates, but because they had been starting to talk this year, and the Fourth Year couldn't help but walking over to him. She took a seat next to him, but couldn't see what it was he was working on. Whatever it was, he seemed pretty happy. "Hey, mind if I ask what you're working on?" Aravis asked sweetly. I am a dreamer
Take me higher Open the sky up
Start a fire I believe
Even if it's just a dream
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 6:35 pm
==== ♋ ==== ♋ ====
☞ωilliam Ɍadcliffe☜
Fifth Year → Gryffindor
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►The man... The mystery... The legend...◄
Will was daydreaming about Aravis when she suddenly appeared next to him and dropped down onto the couch. Instinctively, he quickly shut his book and flushed a light red color. "Huh? Working on what?" he stammered, caught off guard. He glanced at her and was immediately enraptured by her blue eyes, which seemed to shock him again despite having seen them for the past four years. Everything about her seemed to catch his attention and hold him prisoner. "N-n-n-nothing," he said, scratching the back of his head.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 7:02 pm
Aravis Rosentha Fourth Year⇷Gryffindor⇷Dreamer Aravis became even more curious as too what Will was doing based off his reaction. She thought that it was a bit funny and started giggling the way most teenage girls do when they know they're up to something, but they don't know what exactly that something is.
"Come on, it can't be that bad," she teased as she tried to reach for the book. As she did, she ended up missing, falling onto Will's lap. The Fourth Year's face started to turn the same color as Will's as more laughter escaped. I am a dreamer
Take me higher Open the sky up
Start a fire I believe
Even if it's just a dream
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 7:08 pm
==== ♋ ==== ♋ ====
☞ωilliam Ɍadcliffe☜
Fifth Year → Gryffindor
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►The man... The mystery... The legend...◄
"Hey!" Will called out as she reached for his book with her drawing in it and pulled back. He was more than a little surprised when she fell into his lap, flushing a little deeper. He looked down at her in his lap and instinct took over. He dropped his book, which fell open to the picture he was sketching. His arms wrapped around her and he leaned down. His heart hammering in his his ears, he pressed his lips against hers, feeling the rush of adrenaline as their skin met.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 1:48 pm
Aravis Rosentha Fourth Year⇷Gryffindor⇷Dreamer Aravis missed the book, that much was true, however the book did not stay in Will's possesion. It simply fell to the ground and something that looked like a person fell out. The girl couldn't see who it was, since her vision was soon blocked by muscles. She was caught in a warm embrace. Will's arms to be exact.
She definately could admit to some sort of feeling of shock. After all, she had no idea what Will was up to. However that feeling was overshadowed yet again by her own curiosity, and the butterflies that now filled her entire being. The next thing Aravis knew, Will was leaning his face down to hers, his mouth meeting hers in a kiss. The butterflies only intensifies as the Fourth Year pressed her lips back against his. She had no idea what brought this on, but Aravis was definately not going to complain. Not in the least bit. Why should she? He was hot. I am a dreamer
Take me higher Open the sky up
Start a fire I believe
Even if it's just a dream
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