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Savvyy · 05-04-2011, 05:06 PM

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Originally Posted by elllla_Wtwins

Ella ran up the table after finally spotting Nika. After waving to her she stopped and scowled. Oh look who it is.. she thought.
Talking to a girl.. he obviously had a problem with her..
Before turning to walk back down to her seat, she gave him a sweet smile and waggled her fingers at him. Just to maybe freak him out a bit more! She was thinking to herself. Shame he didn't choke on that pasty.. She grinned to herself as she walked away.

Matt sat, wide-eyed, another frenzied blush beginning to appear on his pale cheeks. He recognised the girl from earlier, when he'd been speaking to another first year boy she'd popped up. And now here she was again.

...This tallied up to three girls. THREE GIRLS.
AHHHHH.

The young Gryffindor bit his lip, trying to take his eyes off that waggling wave (which, by the way, he had to literally hold his mouth shut with his hand in an attempt to bite back a whimper) as he reached for his drink.

But he missed, and the butterbeer spilled everywhere.
Right onto his lap.
...
Matt just stared.

05-04-2011, 05:06 PM	#459 (permalink)
Savvyy Jarvey Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: The Moon :) Posts: 668 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hester Nevada Monroe Third Year	♥ Glee ♥ Bowties are COOL ♥ Quote: Originally Posted by elllla_Wtwins Ella ran up the table after finally spotting Nika. After waving to her she stopped and scowled. Oh look who it is.. she thought. Talking to a girl.. he obviously had a problem with her.. Before turning to walk back down to her seat, she gave him a sweet smile and waggled her fingers at him. Just to maybe freak him out a bit more! She was thinking to herself. Shame he didn't choke on that pasty.. She grinned to herself as she walked away. Matt sat, wide-eyed, another frenzied blush beginning to appear on his pale cheeks. He recognised the girl from earlier, when he'd been speaking to another first year boy she'd popped up. And now here she was again. ...This tallied up to three girls. THREE GIRLS. AHHHHH. The young Gryffindor bit his lip, trying to take his eyes off that waggling wave (which, by the way, he had to literally hold his mouth shut with his hand in an attempt to bite back a whimper) as he reached for his drink. But he missed, and the butterbeer spilled everywhere. Right onto his lap. ... Matt just stared.