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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 2, 2009 19:09:38 GMT -5
Dominik walks into the great hall with his large group of friends. As usual he is asked to sit with different girls but he walks past them and finds himself and his buddies a seat.
He looks around to see who is up and sees that no one interesting is up yet. So he grabs a piece of toast and puts jam and butter on it.
He wonders if his ex will try and sit with him, so he makes his friends Roman and Thomas sit on either side of him to avoid her.
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Post by Inky on Aug 3, 2009 4:15:54 GMT -5
Sarina sauntered into the Great Hall, And plonked herself down on the slytherin Bench with a sigh. She had woken early, and gone to bed late, making for an bad mood this morning. She reached forward to take a box of cereal, and poured it out into her bowl. The steady stream of food ground to halt, and she was forced to take out her wand, and mutter in spell "replenisho" under her breath, with another sigh. She carried on, and looked up briefly to see that fifth year she had seen the previous evening opposite her.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 3, 2009 4:22:13 GMT -5
Domink is nugded at his side by his friend Roman. "Oi, mate look at the looker" he whispers in Dominiks ear.
Dominik looks up and meets the eyes of the 6th yr. Whispers back" Tell me about it".
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Post by Inky on Aug 3, 2009 4:28:27 GMT -5
Her blue eyes watched them, she was taking in all thier actions. Alright, so a few of them iked the look of her. She hated to sound big-headed, but who didn't around here? As she had walked in, she was sure a few heads had turned in her direction, however they had quickly turned back again once they had seen her Green-clad robes. She continued to eat, however they were still looking at her, so she decided to take the bull by the horns, and asked "Can I help you, boys?".
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 3, 2009 4:40:43 GMT -5
"No,no. Just admiring what we see" Domink replied in his cocky way. He knows he is someone and knows that everyone around him finds him hot.
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Post by Inky on Aug 3, 2009 5:49:32 GMT -5
My God, she thought, He doesn't beat around the bush, does he?
"Well, thanks for the compliment. You're not so bad yourself...." she replied smoothly with a litlle smile She wasn't used to guys being so forward, but it was a nice change.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 4, 2009 3:51:45 GMT -5
"I'm better then not bad and i bet you would like a piece" His ego swells.
"Want to go out with me?" He asks in a very sure of himself way.
He watchs for her response..
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Post by Inky on Aug 4, 2009 14:46:35 GMT -5
She nearly spat out her food in suprise at his response, he was so self assured!
Luckliy, she managed to regain her composure and swallowed her food, replying casually "Where to?" She knew what he meant really, but she wanted to play games a bit first, see where it would lead her. It wouldn't do any harm, surely?
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 5, 2009 0:29:41 GMT -5
"Right on here." He points to his arm.
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Post by Inky on Aug 5, 2009 10:14:47 GMT -5
She giggled, he was a bit of sweet talker. She hesiated for a moment, bufore thinking to herself What the heck? Lord knows I need a bit of excitment in my life right now... She looked him the eyes, and replied, "Alright then." She waited for him to take the next move.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 6, 2009 16:36:24 GMT -5
Dominik gets up and sits beside his new arm candy. "Hey there sexy." he said to her while put his arm around her. "ROMAN, too slow my man" he said to his friend who was looking rather jealous.
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Post by Inky on Aug 7, 2009 14:40:01 GMT -5
She leaned in slightly towards him, and pushed a way her bowl. "whats your name anyway?" she asked, laughing.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 8, 2009 5:51:16 GMT -5
"You don't know?" He asked looking offended. "I'm our houses best chaser and you have no idea who i am?"
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Post by Inky on Aug 8, 2009 13:49:39 GMT -5
She blinked at him - uh no? "Sorry, quidditch isn't really my sport. Bit rough for me really... But you're the Slytherin chaser?" she toom another look at him- She supposed it could be true, he was quite athletic looking, though very handsome for a Quidditch player - most at his age had a crooked nose from it being broken too many times, or a couple of scars or grazes visable at least... he looked like he had stepped out of a catolouge only five minutes ago.
"But I bet you don't know who I am, do you?" she raised an eyebrow teasingly.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 8, 2009 14:49:17 GMT -5
" I know who you are! What male doesn't?" He said teasing her.
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