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Post by Inky on Aug 19, 2009 16:19:52 GMT -5
Sarina was sitting in the corner, alone, and desperately bored. Her hands were around a mug of half empty butterbear, which she had been nursing for over half an hour. What she was doing there she didn't really know, she had had an urge to get out of the castle that after noon, and had ended up in here. She'd hoped to spot a familiar face or two, but she'd forgotten that this weekend was one of the first for the new third years, gaggles of whom were huddled in various corners, gulping butterbeer and giggling with excitement at their new found freedom.
She sighed, bored with it all, as her finger started to play with her hair. That boy over there - he was surely staring at her. her brow furrowed, he looked too young to even be a third year! She was way out his league.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 20, 2009 1:03:42 GMT -5
Dominik walks in with Roman at his side like always. He looks over and see's his girl. He realised that she was looking at someone and he followed her eyes and saw a 2nd year loking at her. He raised an eyebrow and walked over to him. "I'm a school prefect and i saw you looking at my girl. A weeks worth for you and if i see you looking at her again it will be more then just lines" He threatened the terrified boy.
He turned around and walked over to his girl and sat down side her. "How are you? Need a top up?" He asked in a kind but also dark way.
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Post by Inky on Aug 20, 2009 12:29:56 GMT -5
She bushed slightly as Dominik walked over, her gaze now falling on him. He looked very masculine, and handsome at that, his strong feautres defined in the smokey light surronding them. No wonder that third year had been trembling. As he sat, she looked back over to the third year, who was now staring at the floor, occaionally glancing up once or twice when his friends tried to talk to him. He jumped somewhat when spoken to, scared it was the fifth year back for more. Sarina felt a little sorry for him, but hey, he had been the one eyeing her up.
She smiled slyly at her boyfriend, "No, thanks I'm alright..." she pushed her legs up unerneath her, so her toes pointed out to the side, and leaned in towards Dominik. "So, what up with you?"
Roman was on Dominik's other side, and seemed slightly out of touch. Maybe he'd taken one too many beating to the head on the quidditch pitch? Whatever it was, Roman always seemed to be glued to Dominiks side, somewhat like a lost puppy. Maybe she'd have to perswade Dominik to shake off his 'lover boy' sometimes, so they could have some time alone now and again...
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 20, 2009 16:21:45 GMT -5
"Nothing much, just going with the flow?' Taking hold of her hand while talking but then stops half way. His father taught him not to show PTA and with roman being there he felt really shy all of a sudden. "So that third year is in for it. Roman go get us a drink!!" He said in his cocky way
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Post by Inky on Aug 20, 2009 16:42:01 GMT -5
She held his hand, shy also in the presence of Roman. It was kind of odd to see Dominik so quiet, his usual arrogant self must be hiding away. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about him.... he's only little." she looked up into his eyes, distracting him somewhat. She did not want the boy too suffer too badly, she was quite a kind girl really, and it looked like he had learnt his lesson, given he was still cowering over there.
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Post by Dominik Porter on Aug 21, 2009 4:02:48 GMT -5
"He will learn..." He muttered. Looking overly pissed off. "Roman, hurry up with those drinks" He yelled. He looked back at Sarina and admired her. "Father is in the front page again.." He remarked trying not to care.
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