08-23-2008, 10:12 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Narcissa Hensley Gryffindor Third Year
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Originally Posted by Hollister Miles smiled as he watched Vannie's face light up with his. Her smile was much more awesome than his though.
"Exactly." He agreed as he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back.
Quite a few people in the squished shed were in couples, it seemed students missed their loved ones, just like he did. But Miles liked to think that he loved his girlfriend more. They were the ultimate couple. Again, Miles just thinking that him and Vannie were awesome .. which they were. Hehe.
Miles looked over Vannie's shoulder as he hugged her. MORE PEOPLE! If this kept happening, Miles and Vannie would be permanantly hugging each other, as there would be no more room to part.
Of course. Miles didn't mind. Wink wink.
He parted from Vannie, with the little space that he had, and stuffed his hands in his pockets, the usual place.
"Maybe. I really hated myself when I forgot to go." He chuckled. "But, I'm not sure. I may still have to think about it. I don't think I'm cut out for Quidditch."
At first, Miles thought he could do anything, but when he watched the teams play, especially Vannie, he had to think twice. What if he got hit in the face by a bludger? HIS alright looking face? Vannie wouldn't want kiss him ever again, then he would be angry at whoever hit the bludger at him. But let's face it, his face wasn't moulded by angels. Maybe being hit by a bludger would make it look better? Vannie smiled. It would be cool if he was on the slytherin team, then they could play against each other but Hufflepuff would win of course. "Aww. Don't worry Miles," She nodded, knowing that he probably felt a little angry at himself for missing out on the tryouts. "Not cut out?" She asked before giggling. If she was cut out for quidditch then he must be. She was tiny, he would probably do much better than she did. "I'm sure you are very much cut out of quidditch," She corrected him with a grin. If he didnt think he was she'd poke him till he agreed. He'd be a good player. Well she thought so.
"Should we go and talk to some people?" She asked thinking that looked a little anti social just standing there looking at each other. "I mean it is a party after all isnt it?" She grinned looking around for someone they could go over too
__________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix 
But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain
Last edited by RachieRu; 08-23-2008 at 10:23 PM.
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