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Post by Dominik Porter on Jul 30, 2009 21:59:51 GMT -5
Dominik walks down the dim hall on the way to his classroom. He is not walking in his normal cocky owning the world kind of way.
He mutters to himself "How could she?I'm..A great looking pureblood quidditch player, yet she ditches me for a half blood fire ball..."
He looks up and realises that he is not alone down here.
"What are you looking at you flithy mudblood" he said to a pretty 3rd year muggle born girl. This girl who he does find attractive but he hates himself for it.
"Noth..Nothing" the girl replied in a scared voice and she ran off seemly scared to be alone in a dark hall way with him.
Dominik watchs her run off and starts to brood in his self loving way.
"What is the point in being flifthy rich, good looking and a pureblood, if chicks are not falling for me? I mean i know i'm hot and i know i'm the best piece of meat out there." He thought to himself.
He rests against the wall near the door to the class room. He looks utterly attractive under the dim light and it makes him look even more dark.
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Post by Inky on Jul 31, 2009 14:56:29 GMT -5
Nelly was walking alone for once - usually, she had a posy of friends around her, vying for her attention. She considered herself popular, she supposed, but wasn't all up-her-own-ass about it.
She wandered along, thinking things over to herself... not particularly interesting thoughts, but enough to amuse herself. She brushed her blondish brown, curly hair from her face, only to find a small tangle - she teased it out gently, biting her lip in concentration. She was early for her class yet again - it wasn't like she took a shortcut or anything.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Jul 31, 2009 18:01:45 GMT -5
Dominik looks up at the sound of foot steps. He watches the 5th year girl tease her hair and realises that he is mildly attracted to her.
He cannot let himself have these sorts of feelings towards a hufflepuff. His pairs and family would hate him for it. So he sneers at her and asks "What are you doing here flifthy?"
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Post by Inky on Aug 1, 2009 3:28:01 GMT -5
She looked up, not realising there was someone there before her.
His rudephrased question was retailiated to : "I'm going to my lesson, stupid..." It was obvious enough wasn't it? she was inhis year, they always had this class together. But then again, she'd heard that pretty much all of the Stlytherins were as thick a planks, and spent more time in from of the mirror then most of the girls inher year. From the looks of this one, she'd hit the nail on the head.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 1, 2009 3:58:27 GMT -5
"Really? I thought i smelt a horrid smell" he remarked.
Dominik stares at her and can't help himself admiring her. Once he realised what he was thinking he looked away down the opposite way.
"Why do all the half bloods have to be lookers?" He thinks to himself.
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Post by Inky on Aug 1, 2009 6:33:26 GMT -5
"Maybe you should take a wash or something then?..." she muttered to him, staring him down. Okay, so he was kind of handsome, but geez, he sure didn't know how to make friends fast. Luckily for him, Not much fazed Nelly, and she was curious, so asked: "What's your name, anyway?" She had seen him around, and in the class, but had never spoken personally to him before.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 1, 2009 14:05:33 GMT -5
"You don't know? Dominik Porter. You?" He looked at her in a puzzled way.
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Post by Inky on Aug 1, 2009 15:05:39 GMT -5
She raised her eyebrow. Duh, she had no idea... was he meant to be like royalty or something?
"Ornella Scott - But Nelly is what everyone calls me." Her first name had always irked her a little for some reason... It had never really suited her, the long phrase didn't quite fit. Sure, It had a pretty meaning, Flowering ash tree in italian, but it was a little too... I don't know... Sickly sweet?
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 1, 2009 15:41:45 GMT -5
Dominik stares at her in a boldly rude way.
He wonders to himself if the pretty girl will gain a high mark in potions. If so he would have to mock her with his buddies but deep down he didn't want to mock her. He was rather enchanted by this pretty 5th year hufflepuff.
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Post by Inky on Aug 1, 2009 16:01:08 GMT -5
She watched him silently. He wasn't one for talking was he?
She stood there a moment longer, untill Proffeser Slughorn opened the door to call them in - "Nelly my dear Girl, how are you? Do come in, come in now I say... And Dominik, you also, theres a good lad" He ushered them in, Nelly was a firm favourite because of her good nature and hard working attitude, She suspected Dominik was a bit of teachers pet too, the way Slughorn was talking to him...
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