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**Noel Laurent** · 11-04-2010, 08:20 AM

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Originally Posted by i m a g i n e

Just like him, Cosette was feeling the tug of possessiveness grip her. If any girl dare asked him for a dance she just might turn into the girl she was back at Beauxbatons. The one who got kicked out for hexing girls left and right. Shaking the memories and strange thoughts out of her head, she turned to Noel. Why would she think of that when she was here at a ball with him? She did feel sorry for making him wait so long. "I 'ope I didn't make you wait zo long, my King. My ladiez in waiting were juzt all a buzz wiz making me look my bezt." In all reality it was just her and a spellbook to fix her hair and iron out her dress. But a little silliness was in order. They were at a costume ball after all.

Picking up a goblet next to the one he had grabbed. Tilting it up and nodding her head to her King, she took a sip. Phooey, just pumpkin juice. If there were any trouble makers at this school, she wished they would show there faces. Some Firewhisky would do everyone some good. She chuckled at him as he sniffed his drink. "I waz kidding, my liege." Studying up on the pleasantries of medieval dialogue was all she did last night. Studying up on a character for a ball? She must be going mad in this castle. "Zo I zink we can get something more.. bubbly when we get back to our castle in Bordeaux." Yes, they always had the Summer to do more than what they couldn't have done during term. Like that picnic they still needed to do, for both their birthdays.

Seeing the somewhat startled look on his face, she placed a finger on his lips. He was so jumpy, maybe the dance got him nervous. She could do with a baguette and cheese. She heard people in the renaissance liked to eat that. And lots and lots of meat. Moving her hand, she placed it on the side of his face. She honestly didn't care if anyone saw them being romantic. It would actually be like a giant sign saying, "Stay away, he's mine." Smiling, she leaned in towards him. "Zome food would be nice, oui. Maybe we can catch a zlow danze later." Yes, a slow dance.

Hehe. "Non, I wazn’t waiting all zat long." No matter how fast he dressed himself because he was nervous. But like he thought before, it gave him time to fix himself up and look actually presentable. "You alwayz look your bezt. Zough you are exceptionally beautiful tonight." Smiling, he leaned over and kissed her gently on her cheek before sitting back up and looking around for that food table. He was, rather hungry actually.

Chuckling, he took another sip of the pumpkin juice before spotting the food table. Aw, it was crowded around it. Though it was no big deal. Just a little nudge here and there, he could fit right in. However, mention of something a tad more...strong...then pumpkin juice being suggested later on, his gaze slowly made it's way back to Cosette. His eyebrow quirked up slightly. That was right! They lived rather close by to eachother didn't they? "Juzt az long az your highness's fazer doezn't dizapprove." he said in a low whisper. He would much enjoy not being kicked out or banned from seeing her. Then again, it'd be Romeo and Juliet all over again now wouldn't it? Without the poison and such.

Feeling her soft hand against his face, Noel relaxed quite a bit, feeling his nerves slip away. He couldn't remember why he was nervous to begin with. "I can get you somezing. Anyzing in particular?" Yes! Then he could get himself something. A full stomach would make him a lot more calm.

11-04-2010, 08:20 AM	#23 (permalink)
Noel Laurent Beauxbatons Student Imp Join Date: Aug 2010 Posts: 429 Hogwarts RPG Name: Noel Laurent Seventh Year	Quote: Originally Posted by i m a g i n e Just like him, Cosette was feeling the tug of possessiveness grip her. If any girl dare asked him for a dance she just might turn into the girl she was back at Beauxbatons. The one who got kicked out for hexing girls left and right. Shaking the memories and strange thoughts out of her head, she turned to Noel. Why would she think of that when she was here at a ball with him? She did feel sorry for making him wait so long. "I 'ope I didn't make you wait zo long, my King. My ladiez in waiting were juzt all a buzz wiz making me look my bezt." In all reality it was just her and a spellbook to fix her hair and iron out her dress. But a little silliness was in order. They were at a costume ball after all. Picking up a goblet next to the one he had grabbed. Tilting it up and nodding her head to her King, she took a sip. Phooey, just pumpkin juice. If there were any trouble makers at this school, she wished they would show there faces. Some Firewhisky would do everyone some good. She chuckled at him as he sniffed his drink. "I waz kidding, my liege." Studying up on the pleasantries of medieval dialogue was all she did last night. Studying up on a character for a ball? She must be going mad in this castle. "Zo I zink we can get something more.. bubbly when we get back to our castle in Bordeaux." Yes, they always had the Summer to do more than what they couldn't have done during term. Like that picnic they still needed to do, for both their birthdays. Seeing the somewhat startled look on his face, she placed a finger on his lips. He was so jumpy, maybe the dance got him nervous. She could do with a baguette and cheese. She heard people in the renaissance liked to eat that. And lots and lots of meat. Moving her hand, she placed it on the side of his face. She honestly didn't care if anyone saw them being romantic. It would actually be like a giant sign saying, "Stay away, he's mine." Smiling, she leaned in towards him. "Zome food would be nice, oui. Maybe we can catch a zlow danze later." Yes, a slow dance. Hehe. "Non, I wazn’t waiting all zat long." No matter how fast he dressed himself because he was nervous. But like he thought before, it gave him time to fix himself up and look actually presentable. "You alwayz look your bezt. Zough you are exceptionally beautiful tonight." Smiling, he leaned over and kissed her gently on her cheek before sitting back up and looking around for that food table. He was, rather hungry actually. Chuckling, he took another sip of the pumpkin juice before spotting the food table. Aw, it was crowded around it. Though it was no big deal. Just a little nudge here and there, he could fit right in. However, mention of something a tad more...strong...then pumpkin juice being suggested later on, his gaze slowly made it's way back to Cosette. His eyebrow quirked up slightly. That was right! They lived rather close by to eachother didn't they? "Juzt az long az your highness's fazer doezn't dizapprove." he said in a low whisper. He would much enjoy not being kicked out or banned from seeing her. Then again, it'd be Romeo and Juliet all over again now wouldn't it? Without the poison and such. Feeling her soft hand against his face, Noel relaxed quite a bit, feeling his nerves slip away. He couldn't remember why he was nervous to begin with. "I can get you somezing. Anyzing in particular?" Yes! Then he could get himself something. A full stomach would make him a lot more calm. __________________