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HaRoHeGiNeLu · 10-23-2011, 04:54 AM

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The Ravenclaw was already taking off her gloves. Most likely, her hands would soon be in his and they'd be practically unnecessary. Plus, once they were in Treyen's hands, she'd rather feel his actual skin than have a barrier that was the fabric of her gloves between them. They went in her cloak pocket.

...Hi, Treyen. Ellie's still-warm hands cupped the back of his neck as they kissed. It briefly occurred to her that Treyen was awfully happy, but, of course, his kiss didn't allow her to think for very long.

And then BAM.

Suddenly, her heart stopped and her stomach twisted into knots of some sort or SOMETHING like that. She was shocked. And speechless. And it was only after his additional comment that all these questions and doubts rushed through her mind. But she wasn't allowed to ask them.

He kissed her again, anyway, so she was momentarily sucked into his mind-wiping trap. He kissed her. Because...she wasn't thinking enough to react to that second kiss. Not at all.

It kind of felt like that night Treyen first kissed her over a year ago. When she totally couldn't speak or think or...function. Her hands basically just dropped into his.

Ellie blinked at his next question. It was as if he'd spoken a completely different language. She couldn't figure out the meaning behind the words....at first.

It was then that she remembered this thing called breathing and realized that she hadn't been doing it. Once she did inhale, things made more sense.

The stands. Treyen asked about the stands. "I-I..." Really? She was stuttering? "Of course I w-was."

WHAT WAS HE DOING TO HER? Seriously? He was just moving on like that? From THAT? Really? No explanation. He KNEW she liked explanations and she wasn't supposed to ask anything. Mean.

10-23-2011, 04:54 AM	#483 (permalink)
HaRoHeGiNeLu Bicorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: EST Posts: 16,579 Hogwarts RPG Name: Valerie Warren First Year x8	Satisfied Neon Text Cut: jfkadfjkld Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian Incredible, how he managed to turn around the second the 'Keeper' part was mentioned. Granted, he knew the voice, and now everything was perfect because she was there. "Hey, Captain," because he didn't want to mention anything that involved 'seeking' or 'seeker' or 'snitch'. Merlin knows how she still felt about that and he didn't feel like ruining his own day right now. If he called this day perfect and the team had lost...then what would've happened if they'd won? At least he'd realized something. Anyway, he closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her before his lips met hers. Well, yes, he was happy today, that was obvious, and he kissed her softly at first. The Prefect had to pull away just to say one tiny little thing, though, one tiny little thing that was said almost in a whisper, his eyes on hers, "I love you." It was followed by another set of words soon after he said that, "Don't question me, and don't say anything back," then she was kissed again, just so she wouldn't have time to reply. In all fairness, he'd been trying to figure out how he felt about Ellie for quite some time and the conclusion of that little questioning came a lot faster than we figured out he liked her in the first place, but he wasn't ready to hear it back, and she probably wasn't ready to hear it, but he had to say it. His arms were no longer on her waist, for his hands were looking for hers. "So, you were at the stands?" he asked, like nothing had been said, like he'd just met her on this particular path, the Quidditch one he hadn't been on since, well, this morning, but also since last term. His heart was racing faster than usual, but that was because of Quidditch, right? Yes, of course, it was because of Quidditch. The sport that he shouldn't play because it made him realize stuff, and that wasn't always good. The Ravenclaw was already taking off her gloves. Most likely, her hands would soon be in his and they'd be practically unnecessary. Plus, once they were in Treyen's hands, she'd rather feel his actual skin than have a barrier that was the fabric of her gloves between them. They went in her cloak pocket. ...Hi, Treyen. Ellie's still-warm hands cupped the back of his neck as they kissed. It briefly occurred to her that Treyen was awfully happy, but, of course, his kiss didn't allow her to think for very long. And then BAM. Suddenly, her heart stopped and her stomach twisted into knots of some sort or SOMETHING like that. She was shocked. And speechless. And it was only after his additional comment that all these questions and doubts rushed through her mind. But she wasn't allowed to ask them. He kissed her again, anyway, so she was momentarily sucked into his mind-wiping trap. He kissed her. Because...she wasn't thinking enough to react to that second kiss. Not at all. It kind of felt like that night Treyen first kissed her over a year ago. When she totally couldn't speak or think or...function. Her hands basically just dropped into his. Ellie blinked at his next question. It was as if he'd spoken a completely different language. She couldn't figure out the meaning behind the words....at first. It was then that she remembered this thing called breathing and realized that she hadn't been doing it. Once she did inhale, things made more sense. The stands. Treyen asked about the stands. "I-I..." Really? She was stuttering? "Of course I w-was." WHAT WAS HE DOING TO HER? Seriously? He was just moving on like that? From THAT? Really? No explanation. He KNEW she liked explanations and she wasn't supposed to ask anything. Mean. __________________ a *practical* person, who *may be considered a perfectionist, perhaps you like being organised* or *paying close attention to detail*, you are...