Text Cut: Aimee & Olly
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Originally Posted by
littledhampir
What? Oliver turned, searching for the source of the voice. He was surprised to find that it did not come from the Slytherin table, but rather from a Ravenclaw standing nearby. And he was trying to make JOKES while there was a BITE MARK on Olly's HAND. He scowled for a moment, but just a moment. He wasn't seriously frustrated, and his mood lifted quickly. He might have been amused if he had not been the subject of the painful joke. He did study the teacup for a moment, from a safe distance, before turning back to the boy.
"I'm fine." Oliver even showed him his hand to prove it. See? No bleeding, just the imprint of a bite. He hoped it wasn't infectious, like a vampire. Since it hadn't broken skin he assumed he'd be fine.
It was then that Olly noticed the liquid on the boy's robes. Tea? Oops. He grimaced, guilt evident on his face. "Sorry about that." But could he really blame him? Oliver figured it wasn't entirely his fault, considering he had a teacup biting him. Ahem.
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Originally Posted by
LouLou Malfoy
"Yeah, I'm good, yeah...Thank you," Aimee gave a strained smile, checking for bleeding. When she was sure she was fine, she eased up a little. She didn't know who was behind this, but it was a real shame she didn't think of it herself. As someone who was known to swap her classmates' Sugar Quills with Invisible Ink Quills for laughs (and for her own taste buds' enjoyment), she wasn't angry about the situation, only slightly peeved that she didn't think of it first. Oh well. More power to them.
She finally was able to focus on the two boys that came rushing to her aid, one a Slytherin and one a Ravenclaw. They looked younger, but not by much. She outstretched her arm for a handshake to one, then the other, and said introduced herself, "I'm Aimee by the way. Aimee Collins."
“Not to worry, mate. It couldn’t be helped, I guess”, Sabbath shrugged at the boy dismissing his tea-stained robes and stuck out his hand,
“I’m Sabbath", he said, with a half-smile.
The dark-haired girl had approached them both all the while scrutinizing her hand for injuries. “I’m Aimee, by the way. Aimee Collins” she had stated as she outstretched her hand first to the other boy and then to Sabbath. Sabbath grinned playfully at the girl, his black eyes meeting hers. He casually lifted her hand brushing it briefly with his lips, and said, smiling
“Its a pleasure to meet you Aimee,” I’m Sabbath, Sabbath Gimenez”.
He released her hand gently and turned,
“So, were you two planning to eat? You know, I highly recommend those”, he indicated toward some pasties on the table
“But then, I suppose there’s always something tasty on offer at the Slytherin table” and he grinned.
“Do you mind if I join you?”