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AmbiguouslyMe · 03-13-2012, 01:34 AM

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Louisa smiled widely at him and shook her head when he almost apologized again. "We're working on that." She popped another grape in her mouth. "It's a pity that you think too much about what you're expected to say or not to say. I don't really think of it like that." The girl stared thoughtfully at him, not really seeing his face. A moment passed before she snapped back to earth and gave the boy an apologetic smile for finding no comforting answer to him.

She wasn't that good with helping people get over their uncomfortable issues. Maybe she'd use some kind of potion and set him with a blind date? He could practice with her too. Great. Now she just needed to teach him how to... talk.

"You don't know whether girls tend to love you or not. You're not giving them a chance to know you." She dropped her knees to the ground and sat a bit straighter, "For example, how many girls have you gone out with a nice picnic beside myself?" Pause. "Don't answer that, by the way." She was just making a point.

And to not make him uncomfortable, Louisa went back to popping grapes into her mouth. "And yes, there is a baby house-elf in the castle. Born last year." And he ruined the decoration at the end-of-term feast last term but that wasn't necessary really. "He's quite the troublemaker too." Well she couldn't let that within.

Emrys furrowed his brow. "It's not so much that I think about what I'm expected to say, at least not before. It's that I over analyze after." He reached for a grape as well. "Which is really helpful when I'm dealing with school work, the analyzing bit, that is."

He looked away, feeling her eyes on him. But his eyes shot up when she asked about girls and picnics. He was about to say none when she stopped him.

"Can I be honest?" He paused, and decided not to wait for an answer. "I went back to my room yesterday completely dumbstruck and unable to figure out why someone like you would want to have a picnic with someone like me."

He reached into the basket and pulled out a platter of what seems to be a variety of pigs in a blanket, potato puffs and mini quiche, still warmed from whatever charm had been cast. "Hmm," he said, digging further, and coming up with a little bowl of mustard. "Those elves thought of everything," he muttered.

And speaking of elves... "No, I didn't see a baby," he said. "But I'm surprised I didn't know. I... tend to wander into the kitchen a fair bit."

03-13-2012, 01:34 AM	#1054 (permalink)
AmbiguouslyMe SA & DMLE Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Boston Posts: 6,676 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hazel Martin-Pryce First Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Scout MacIntyre Daily Prophet Reporter x4	Granddaddy Ravenclaw \| \| Jermione Granger Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul Louisa smiled widely at him and shook her head when he almost apologized again. "We're working on that." She popped another grape in her mouth. "It's a pity that you think too much about what you're expected to say or not to say. I don't really think of it like that." The girl stared thoughtfully at him, not really seeing his face. A moment passed before she snapped back to earth and gave the boy an apologetic smile for finding no comforting answer to him. She wasn't that good with helping people get over their uncomfortable issues. Maybe she'd use some kind of potion and set him with a blind date? He could practice with her too. Great. Now she just needed to teach him how to... talk. "You don't know whether girls tend to love you or not. You're not giving them a chance to know you." She dropped her knees to the ground and sat a bit straighter, "For example, how many girls have you gone out with a nice picnic beside myself?" Pause. "Don't answer that, by the way." She was just making a point. And to not make him uncomfortable, Louisa went back to popping grapes into her mouth. "And yes, there is a baby house-elf in the castle. Born last year." And he ruined the decoration at the end-of-term feast last term but that wasn't necessary really. "He's quite the troublemaker too." Well she couldn't let that within. Emrys furrowed his brow. "It's not so much that I think about what I'm expected to say, at least not before. It's that I over analyze after." He reached for a grape as well. "Which is really helpful when I'm dealing with school work, the analyzing bit, that is." He looked away, feeling her eyes on him. But his eyes shot up when she asked about girls and picnics. He was about to say none when she stopped him. "Can I be honest?" He paused, and decided not to wait for an answer. "I went back to my room yesterday completely dumbstruck and unable to figure out why someone like you would want to have a picnic with someone like me." He reached into the basket and pulled out a platter of what seems to be a variety of pigs in a blanket, potato puffs and mini quiche, still warmed from whatever charm had been cast. "Hmm," he said, digging further, and coming up with a little bowl of mustard. "Those elves thought of everything," he muttered. And speaking of elves... "No, I didn't see a baby," he said. "But I'm surprised I didn't know. I... tend to wander into the kitchen a fair bit."