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Yourenodaisy · 10-07-2012, 01:48 AM

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Originally Posted by Grangerfn1

"We can't really complain, can we?" Max laughed lightly, turning his gaze to the copious amounts of books. "Really? The whole series? Maybe I'll need to spend more time here than in my common room. We really do have everything we need here." They could definitely come back often when they were cold, right? Especially if they both wanted to let their grades slip... which they probably didn't. But maybe they'd have to a little. This room was too much of a temptation. So comfortable.

He smiled, letting his eyes fall over her features as she spoke about the clothes. He liked the way her eyes seemed to shine all the time - he always noticed a little spark, something that just... made her eyes gleam.

Who was he kidding, though? Everything about her was like that. Just then, he officially decided that she couldn't possibly be any more beautiful, neither inside nor out. She had reached the maximum. It would just be UNFAIR for her to become any more beautiful over time.

Once Max was back on the couch, he curled up in a ball, keeping one hand through his mug's handle as he rested it on his knee. He was trying to warm up quickly so that once Em joined him, he would be a nice little source of extra heat for her. He sat in silence, drinking his tea, staring into the fireplace before him for a few long minutes, deep in thought. When she finally joined him, Max uncurled from his cocoon, sat up straight, and gave her a broad grin. Wordlessly, he set his tea down on his side table, unwrapped himself from the blanket, and carefully put it around Emmaleigh from behind. "Warmed it up for you," he said, making sure it covered her nicely but wasn't going to get into her tea mug.

Since he was now blanketless, Max rose, stole the blanket laying over the nearby chair, and curled up in that one instead. His usual 'I'm-with-Emmaleigh-this-is-the-best-feeling' smile was still plastered on his face when he picked up his tea once more.

...So?

"So," he repeated aloud, drawing his gaze to the fireplace. "I've been thinking. Where would we be... if you hadn't come back to Hogwarts?" It was a very sudden, serious question. It made him feel anxious to think about. Honestly, where WOULD he be right now? Would he even be happy at all? "It's funny... that we went though five and a half terms without talking to each other... being in the same classes... and..." His voice trailed off, a sad smile on his face. Now his eyes were shining. "It scares me to think that you might not have come back. I... think this probably would've been a really sad... lonely," he cleared his throat, "term for me. I'm... I know I've said this, but I'm really glad you're here."

At that, Max rested his hand between them, palm up, hoping she would accept his hand to hold with his silly Emmaleigh smile still on his face.

"Thank you." For what? Existing? Well... yes. Probably. Her existence was something he was quite thankful for.

As Max began moving beside her, Em watched him curiously. She smiled up at him as his arms were around her for just a moment while he wrapped the blanket around her, the warm, toasty Max blanket. “Thank you,” she said, snuggling into it, and letting the soft warm fabric rub against her face. Seeing him moving about in the teal jumper, she couldn’t help but think of how he had looked earlier in his damp shirt and snow pants. How incredibly attractive he had been standing there looking at her. She blushed a little at her thoughts.

As he sat down next to her again, she leaned against him a bit, and listened as he began to talk. She’d probably be at New Bern again, but she was pretty sure that wasn’t what he meant. She gave him a small smile. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. About how lucky we were to run into each other on the train. How if you had arrived just a few minutes later I probably wouldn’t have been there still.” They would have been in classes again sure, but would they have ever gotten the opportunity to even say hi each other? “And it doesn’t matter if I was at New Bern or here at Hogwarts, if I hadn’t met you, I would have been lonely too. I’d have just tucked myself way in the corner of the common room.” Just like she had done for her last couple of terms here. Most of the people she had ever even met at Hogwarts were gone now. And even though Michael was here this term, she had barely even seen him. He was always off somewhere doing potions stuff, and studying about being a healer. She tended to feel alone in the common room even when it was full of people. “Me too,” Em said, glad she was back here at Hogwarts, and here beside Max.

Seeing Max lay his hand out as if she was to hold it, Emmaleigh smiled, glad that he seemed to want to hold her hand as much as she wanted to hold his. Lacing her fingers between his, she rested her head on his shoulder. “I’ve honestly never been as happy or had as much fun as I do when I’m with you.”

10-07-2012, 01:48 AM	#46 (permalink)
Yourenodaisy Billywig Join Date: Jun 2010 Posts: 3,747 Hogwarts RPG Name: E M Knight Fifth Year	Hufflepuff Forever Interstellar Hitchhiker Text Cut: the boy :) Quote: Originally Posted by Grangerfn1 "We can't really complain, can we?" Max laughed lightly, turning his gaze to the copious amounts of books. "*Really? The whole series? Maybe I'll need to spend more time here* than in my common room. We really do have everything we need here.*" They could definitely come back often when they were cold, right? Especially if they both wanted to let their grades slip... which they probably didn't. But maybe they'd have to a little. This room was too much of a temptation. So comfortable. He smiled, letting his eyes fall over her features as she spoke about the clothes. He liked the way her eyes seemed to shine all* the time - he always noticed a little spark, something that just... made her eyes gleam. Who was he kidding, though? Everything about her was like that. Just then, he officially decided that she couldn't possibly be any more beautiful, neither inside nor out. She had reached the maximum. It would just be UNFAIR for her to become any more beautiful over time. Once Max was back on the couch, he curled up in a ball, keeping one hand through his mug's handle as he rested it on his knee. He was trying to warm up quickly so that once Em joined him, he would be a nice little source of extra heat for her. He sat in silence, drinking his tea, staring into the fireplace before him for a few long minutes, deep in thought. When she finally joined him, Max uncurled from his cocoon, sat up straight, and gave her a broad grin. Wordlessly, he set his tea down on his side table, unwrapped himself from the blanket, and carefully put it around Emmaleigh from behind. "Warmed it up for you," he said, making sure it covered her nicely but wasn't going to get into her tea mug. Since he was now blanketless, Max rose, stole the blanket laying over the nearby chair, and curled up in that one instead. His usual 'I'm-with-Emmaleigh-this-is-the-best-feeling' smile was still plastered on his face when he picked up his tea once more. ...So? "So," he repeated aloud, drawing his gaze to the fireplace. "*I've been thinking. Where would we be... if you hadn't* come back to Hogwarts?" It was a very sudden, serious question. It made him feel anxious to think about. Honestly, where WOULD he be right now? Would he even be happy at all? "It's funny... that we went though five and a half terms without talking to each other... being in the same classes... and...*" His voice trailed off, a sad smile on his face. Now his* eyes were shining. "It scares me to think that you might not have come back. I... think this probably would've been a really sad... lonely," he cleared his throat, "term for me. I'm... I know I've said this, but I'm really glad you're here." At that, Max rested his hand between them, palm up, hoping she would accept his hand to hold with his silly Emmaleigh smile still on his face. "Thank you." For what? Existing? Well... yes. Probably. Her existence was something he was quite thankful for. As Max began moving beside her, Em watched him curiously. She smiled up at him as his arms were around her for just a moment while he wrapped the blanket around her, the warm, toasty Max blanket. “Thank you,” she said, snuggling into it, and letting the soft warm fabric rub against her face. Seeing him moving about in the teal jumper, she couldn’t help but think of how he had looked earlier in his damp shirt and snow pants. How incredibly attractive he had been standing there looking at her. She blushed a little at her thoughts. As he sat down next to her again, she leaned against him a bit, and listened as he began to talk. She’d probably be at New Bern again, but she was pretty sure that wasn’t what he meant. She gave him a small smile. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. About how lucky we were to run into each other on the train. How if you had arrived just a few minutes later I probably wouldn’t have been there still.” They would have been in classes again sure, but would they have ever gotten the opportunity to even say hi each other? “And it doesn’t matter if I was at New Bern or here at Hogwarts, if I hadn’t met you, I would have been lonely too. I’d have just tucked myself way in the corner of the common room.” Just like she had done for her last couple of terms here. Most of the people she had ever even met at Hogwarts were gone now. And even though Michael was here this term, she had barely even seen him. He was always off somewhere doing potions stuff, and studying about being a healer. She tended to feel alone in the common room even when it was full of people. “Me too,” Em said, glad she was back here at Hogwarts, and here beside Max. Seeing Max lay his hand out as if she was to hold it, Emmaleigh smiled, glad that he seemed to want to hold her hand as much as she wanted to hold his. Lacing her fingers between his, she rested her head on his shoulder. “I’ve honestly never been as happy or had as much fun as I do when I’m with you.” __________________ So many things are possible just as long as you don't know they're impossible