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hippy☮ · 05-10-2010, 04:36 AM

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Originally Posted by Grangerfn1

"Fifth year?" Aw. Now she felt bad. She mentally kicked herself for not being observant enough to notice a charming young man like this. "This is my last term at Hogwarts," Becca mourned. "Are you, uh, athletic or anything? Ever thought about Quidditch?"

She took another munch on her cupcake. Becca chewed slowly, swallowed, paused momentarily, then her eyes grew wide. She bent over and started coughing hard, pretending to die. Not more than a few seconds later did she stand up straight with a normal expression on her face and simply stated, "Naw, it's pretty good." Insert calm smile here. Hopefully he had a sense of humor.

A seventh year, cool; Theo couldn’t wait to be almost done with the learning part. He had always hated school, muggle or magic. ”Nah, I was muggle-born, didn’t get a chance to ride a broom until first year and and that's where I learned I’m not that good. I can play muggle sports though." He really was an awful flyer, good enough to pass but trying out for the the Quidditch team would not be a good idea.

"What abo-” Becca folded over in front of him and started coughing. Oh god, was the cupcake actually poisoned? Not sure what to do Theo just watched in horror. At least until she stood back up.

Oh thank god.

Theo laughed and smiled, “Well, good I’m glad. That one looks like it has more frosting on it anyway.” Oh, the frosting. Holding up a finger he asked her to hold on before cleaning up the blob of frosting from her previous cupcake. Luckily no one had stepped in it yet.

Finishing his cookie as he made his way back to her, Theo thought back. “Oh, um… Are you any good at Quidditch?”

05-10-2010, 04:36 AM	#177 (permalink)
hippy☮ Ramora Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: SF Posts: 5,179	squirmy squirmer Slytherdorhuffleclaw! Quote: Originally Posted by Grangerfn1 "Fifth year?" Aw. Now she felt bad. She mentally kicked herself for not being observant enough to notice a charming young man like this. "This is my last term at Hogwarts," Becca mourned. "Are you, uh, athletic or anything? Ever thought about Quidditch?" She took another munch on her cupcake. Becca chewed slowly, swallowed, paused momentarily, then her eyes grew wide. She bent over and started coughing hard, pretending to die. Not more than a few seconds later did she stand up straight with a normal expression on her face and simply stated, "Naw, it's pretty good." Insert calm smile here. Hopefully he had a sense of humor. A seventh year, cool; Theo couldn’t wait to be almost done with the learning part. He had always hated school, muggle or magic. ”Nah, I was muggle-born, didn’t get a chance to ride a broom until first year and and that's where I learned I’m not that good. I can play muggle sports though." He really was an awful flyer, good enough to pass but trying out for the the Quidditch team would not be a good idea. "What abo-” Becca folded over in front of him and started coughing. Oh god, was the cupcake actually poisoned? Not sure what to do Theo just watched in horror. At least until she stood back up. Oh thank god. Theo laughed and smiled, “Well, good I’m glad. That one looks like it has more frosting on it anyway.” Oh, the frosting. Holding up a finger he asked her to hold on before cleaning up the blob of frosting from her previous cupcake. Luckily no one had stepped in it yet. Finishing his cookie as he made his way back to her, Theo thought back. “Oh, um… Are you any good at Quidditch?” __________________ \|\| Which came first...?