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Lockhartian · 11-08-2012, 08:31 PM

Text Cut: Spike! Spike!

Lottie, quite positively, BEAMED at Spike's comment. There was no possible explanation that could end up in her not being...excited. But it was SUCH a nice day out! Did we mention that? A small shrug came to her shoulders as she tried to regain what little composure she could.

The blue eyes were always going to give her away. At least today.

And, well, everyday.

Lovely day? Are you for real? We thought you were a genius, Spike! A genius! So, he was definitely messing with her. She let out a girly giggle and smiled. As if she wasn't already smiling. "Lovely." So as long as he doesn't mention she ought to be in class and ruin this for her. But he wouldn't, yes? Spike was cool.

IT IS SPRING! "Yes, of course," yet a small frown met her joyous expression, "And trees...," she added, as she silently sighed. Now he was getting a blue gaze, and what could be defined as a small pout too. Did he not remember?

That's when she noticed something..., "Your hair's moving. Why's your hair moving?" she asked, whispering the last bit.

11-08-2012, 08:31 PM	#593 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,982 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	OMG. she is an ordinary excitable firstie. XD Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Text Cut: Spike! Spike! Quote: Originally Posted by hermygirl Spike stopped mid-whistle, his lips still pursed, as he turned to find out who was calling his name for all in the grounds to hear. He lips curls upwards into a grin as he saw the little Hufflepuff first year running towards him, and he stood awkwardly as he wondered whether she was gonna to jump at him to catch, or to put his arms out for a hug, to form some kind of stopping device, or just simply to duck out of the way. So he stood there, a bit like a deer in wandlight, arms floundering, until she stopped abruptly just in front of him. Er, phew? "Wow, someone's excited," Spike commented, with a grin. Matilda, confused by the excitable loud noise, rustled around in his curls some more. He glanced upwards under his curls, and shook his head lightly at his tarantula. "Hi Lottie," he said, making note of her suddenly calmer tone, though her wide eyes still gave her away. "Lovely day, isn't it?" he added mock non-chalently, though there was giveaway a twinkle in his eye that he was only playing. "Quite so," he said, as she pointed out it was spring. "A time of new beginnings." In more ways than one. "And a particularly good time to enjoy the wildlife..." Lottie, quite positively, BEAMED at Spike's comment. There was no possible explanation that could end up in her not being...excited. But it was SUCH a nice day out! Did we mention that? A small shrug came to her shoulders as she tried to regain what little composure she could. The blue eyes were always going to give her away. At least today. And, well, everyday. Lovely day? Are you for real? We thought you were a genius, Spike! A genius! So, he was definitely messing with her. She let out a girly giggle and smiled. As if she wasn't already smiling. "Lovely." So as long as he doesn't mention she ought to be in class and ruin this for her. But he wouldn't, yes? Spike was cool. IT IS SPRING! "Yes, of course," yet a small frown met her joyous expression, "And trees...," she added, as she silently sighed. Now he was getting a blue gaze, and what could be defined as a small pout too. Did he not remember? That's when she noticed something..., "Your hair's moving. Why's your hair moving?" she asked, whispering the last bit.