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Old 09-12-2013, 08:50 PM   #15 (permalink)
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Gideon Emerson
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Seventh Year

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He could feel Olly's eyes still on him as he turned his attention back to the swamp, which made him count another internal victory. Smiiiirk. There were so many things about Olly that amused him and her constant of what seemed like frustration was one of those things. He also liked her hair. It seemed really soft and whatnot, which brought him back to his theory. The fifth year was convinced that to be admitted to Hogwarts as a female there was a good looking test.

No, seriously. Every girl in this school was a dame. Jeez. It had to be some kind of conspiracy for the poor saps at this school who had no social skills. Aka, any bloke who wasn't in Slytherin. S'not his fault that his house mates had game. Him most of all, of course. Not ego, just honesty.

After a few seconds of feeling her watching him, Ascanius started to count internally. He wanted to see how long it would be before she couldn't resist talking to him. Which, to be honest, was going to eventually happen. His charm was not easily matched. Ahem.

One...two...three...four...

The swamp was a feat if he was being honest with himself, but only in a truly Gryffindor fashion. He had earlier thought about how it would be more epic to keep the public guessing and go down in infamy, but the Weasley's were cool, he supposed. Not epic, but cool, yeah? Although he did find it sort of strange that the world's most powerful witches and wizards were employed at this school and not one of them could figure out how to disable this charm, which, at the time, had been performed by teenagers.

sixteen...seventeen....eighteen....nineteen...twe-

Bingo. When he heard her voice a large smirk crept up on his face, but he did not look at her. Instead, his greyish green eyes were fixated on the thing in front of him, the swamp. He did not, however, ignore her question. Ascanius just shoved his hands in his pockets and replied with a certain level of ease, "Naturally, gorgeous." Ascanius hadn't been looking for her, but he'd let her think that if she wanted. Giving the ladies what they wanted. He was good at that.
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