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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 17, 2004 17:14:34 GMT -5
The blush hasn't faded well (he's an awful good blusher) as he watches Cherchie return to the Slytherin table. He cops a glance at Viv who had quickly sunk into a foul mood. He taps her on the wrist, concern in his eyes.
"Chica, are you okay?"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 17, 2004 17:20:28 GMT -5
"Been better." She said, idly pushing her food around with her fork. She had settled into a funk, which was werid. Especially for her.*
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 17, 2004 17:25:44 GMT -5
Zack frowns, not liking the rapidity of the mood swing. He tugs the hat off his head and places it on Viv's head carefully, wondering what kind of a reaction he'd get between his now sticky-uppy hair and the bright red hat now adorning her head.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 17, 2004 17:39:42 GMT -5
*She looks askance at him and smiles weakly and leans over and hugs him.*
"Thanks."
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 17, 2004 17:46:07 GMT -5
He returns the hug with strength to spare.
"No problemo, kiddo."
Before pulling away, he discreetly plants a kiss on her forehead and returns to his dinner.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 17, 2004 17:55:25 GMT -5
*She was stunned. There was no way he just kissed her forehead, but if the faint tingling that was spreading through her was any indication he really had. She must have looked shocked since Zack was chuckling softly next to her.*
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Post by Cherchie Luzon on Nov 17, 2004 18:06:59 GMT -5
((Oo.. A howler.))
A falcon flew swiftly through the air landing in front of her. A red envelope with a red ribbon wrapped around its leg. "Oh no." She sighed. Then.. "HOW CAN YOU? I LEAVE YOU ALONE FOR SEVERAL MONTHS. NO WORD FROM YOU EVER SINCE YOU LEFT. AND NOW I HEAR THAT YOU DIDN'T EAT EXCEPT FOR THE MUFFINS DEREK GAVE YOU... YOUR BROTHER IS COMING OVER AND TRANSFERRING FROM DURMSTRANG BECAUSE OF YOU. I am very pleased that you have been placed into Slytherin. Congratulations." The howler then disintegrated into ashes disappearing in the air. "Such a wonderful dinner, is it not?" She replied to noone in particular.
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Post by Cherchie Luzon on Nov 17, 2004 18:08:59 GMT -5
((Sorry. Couldn't resist.))
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 17, 2004 23:44:26 GMT -5
Zack winced at the overwhelming sound of screaming echoing through the rather acousticly tuned Hall. It left his ears ringing, but it also created a sort of void that was once filled by the incessant chattering of the voices only he could hear. Well golly gee, that's odd...
He refused to feign interest in someone else's hate mail, and immersed himself back into his dinner whole heartedly. What happened to other people was none of his concern unless he was directly responsible. Which... happened a lot...
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