The mention of his eyes brought back the memories of earlier that afternoon but he pushed those thoughts out of his mind and focused on Sasha. Smiling at her he leaned down and kissed her walking her closer to the bed.

When she felt the backs of her legs meet the bed, she reached an arm behind her and drew the shades. Sasha fell back onto the bed with a small plop and she giggled as she pulled Brandon down with her. "Feeling better, yet?" she asked with a look of mischief in her eyes as she fingered the buttons on her shirt.

As she reached for the buttons on her shirt, Brandon slipped his shoes and socks off and his shirt and tossing it onto a nearby chair. Leaning into her he brought one hand behind her neck and the other on her thigh and leaned her back kissing her.

It seemed like she had been waiting so long for this and it all happened so quickly. Sasha lay in Brandon's arms afterwards, her hand caressing his smooth stomach. If only he didn't have to go back to that school in the fall... Oh well, at least they had the summer and maybe he'd tell her what was wrong, if it was still bothering him, of course. She smiled contentedly and pulled a blanket up to cover the bottom part of their legs so their toes wouldn't get chilly.

Brandon pulled Sasha close to him and kissed her forehead. He didn't want her to think he only was using her. Looking at his watch he realized it was getting late and he really didn't want his mum to worry about him. So with a final hug he got up and got dressed. "Hey you wanna go out to eat tomorrow night?" he asked her as he sat on the bed tieing his shoes. He knew they wouldn't last because they were to different...in more ways then one but he wanted to be with her. Even if it was only for the Summer.

"Sure, that sounds like fun," she said, pulling her shirt back on and buttoning it up most of the way. Sasha knelt down in front of Brandon and smoothed her hand on his face before pacing a hand on each of his knees. "You okay?"

Brandon placed his hands over hers and looked at her. "Yes, I will be. Thank you for being there for me" he said with a smile and kissed her again. Not wanting to leave but knowing he would have to eventually he stood up and helped her up too and gave her a hug. "I'll call you tomorrow and we can decide on what time to head out."

"I'll always be here for you Brandon," she said and stood with him. She walked him to the door. "I'll be expecting that call. Say hi to your mom and dad for me," she said as she waved goodbye.

Brandon's expression changed from a smile to not quite a frown ..."Yeah i'll be sure to do that" he replied to her and with a quick kiss he walked out the door and headed to his own house not to far away. He closed the door behind him as he walked in and gave his mum a hug and kiss and walked up to his own room to write more and to think.

And I bet he NEVER called her. MEN! *loves on yall* Now what? Now what do we play?

hahahahahaha *loves on ern* I'm sure he called her. We could rp the rest of the summer or find a deleted scene from somewhere hehe cause ive really gotten into this lol *loves all ya'll*

NEW SCENE. RANDOM. DIAGON ALLEY. TWO GUYS. TWO GIRLS. That's all I know. Let the show begin.

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Jack pulled his robe tighter as the icy wind whipped through the street. His friends were supposed to be there already, but as usual with those three - they were late. He paced back and forth in front of Malkins counting the steps, his breath visible in the cold air.

Jill was rushing, her bags catching in the crowds of people thronging the street. She sighed as she was pulled back again, yanking teh bag free. She stopped, fixing them, and taking a quick glance at her reflection in a nearby window. Then seeing the time, she set off at a run again. 'Jack,' she called, waving over the crowd as she spotted him.

Tristan walked through the streets calmly and occasionally kicking the snow that lay in his way. Rolling up a snowball and throwing it and some person and acting innocent when accused. He meets up with Jack and Jill in front of Malkins. "Sorry guys for being late, had a few snowballs to throw" he said with a laugh.

Cylindra hurried down the street, robe pulled tight about her and her hood covering her ivory face and bright red hair. Her green eyes searched ahead of her as she found her friends. "Hi everyone, sorry I'm late." She was a little out of breath from running up to them.

"No need for appologies, I'm really rather used to it with you all. What's this, the fifth year running where I've been standing alone out here waiting for you." Jack gave them all his penetrating smile, and took Lin and Jill by the hand. "You look stunning. Absolutely stunning. Let's move inside." Jack bowed his head, his long black bangs swooshing in front of his eyes as his opened the door for them all.

Jill smiled, taking a breath and moving inside. Parties weren't really her thing, somehow she had never quite gotten the hang of them. But this was their last year at Hogwart's, so she'd made a special effort and was determined that everything would go well.

Tristan just rolled his eyes and followed them into the hall. Taking the ladies' jackets and giving them to the doorman he walked into looking around. "Hey this looks really good." he said in awe and surprise. He winked at some random girl and gave a small chuckle when he saw her blush.

Cylindra followed and let Tristan put up her coat. "Thanks." She said, always polite to her friends. Her green eyes sparkled with delight as she looked around. She tried to warm up her hair because frozen curls against her face always irritated her. She smiled at a few guys, but not the friendly one for those close to her, the one that warned them to stay away. She liked parties, but she just wanted to be with her friends this night.

Jack's family knew everyone, and therefore Jack knew everyone. "Forgive me, guys," he whispered lowly as they started into the thick of the party, where he undoubtedly would caught up several times by people stopping - asking how the family was. He took Lin by the hand and led her in front of him, making sure Tristan had a good firm hand on Jill first.

Jill was nearly sick - hating the crowd - the noise. If they could only get to their booth she could breathe again. Holding tight to Tristan's arm they started through the crowd. "Jack - shut up already," she whispered in his ear as he stopped for the eighth time to greet someone. "Tristan, come on," she said, her patience dwindling.

Tristan smiled and placed his other hand on Jill's arm to guide her to the booth. "Eh Jack'll be around as soon as he get's done "fullfilling family obligations" he said as he rolled his eyes playfully. Leading her to their booth he let her sit down before he sat down beside her. "Are you going to be ok? I know how much you don't like crowds." he asked as he rested his arm behind her.

Cylindra held tight to Jack's hand. Now was not the time to get separated. She knew if she allowed that to happen, she'd never find the booth. She tried to follow Tristan and Jill, though not too quickly, she knew Jack had to talk to those who stopped, she would smile and be nice. She felt a little sorry for Jill, all these people, she didn't do well in crowds, unlike Cylindra herself. She loved crowds, especially when they were focused on her or the people she was with.

She saw Tristan and Jill reach the booth, she leaned back to Jack, "They made it to the table, you can talk with whom you need to, they'll forgive us a few minutes." She said, she didn't want him to feel pressured to hurry along too much. Everyone understood his obligations.

"I'll live," Jill said, her curls already starting fall down from the clip in her hair. "I don't see how he does it," shaking her head and even more curls falling. "Let's order drinks. I know between you and Jack I'll be dancing before the night is out. So - drinks please." Jill grinned over at Tristan and handed him the drink menu. "You choose."


"Yes.. yes, mother is well. I'll bid her well for you. Thanks," Jack droned on and on. Finally, a clearing and Jack bent low to whisper to Lin. "Make a run for it, it may be our only chance." He tightened his grip and rushed through the opening of people toward their table.

"Your hair looks really pretty tonight" Tristan said looking at it and poking playfully at the loose curls. "Yeah I do plan on doing some dancing so hmmmm...I don't know what I want to drink. I might not do any drinking." He mused to himself..."pick what you want and i'll have it too I guess." he said looking at the drink menu with her.

Cylindra nodded once to Jack, she knew how to do this, spent years in school doing the same thing. She rushed through the opening, dodging people and focused only on the goal at the other end. Her hair was fanning out behind her, like a streak of flame.

After running through the opening she went to the booth Tristan and Jill were already at. "Hey guys, we made it." Her eyes were brighter now and her hair was a little mussed, but nothing a hand through her hair couldn't fix. She sat in an empty seat and smiled at Jill and Tristan. "Have we ordered anything yet?" She looked over at Jack, "Is there anything you want? Other than a chance to hide from everybody out there," She pointed to the people they just ran threw.