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She spotted someone a few feet in front of her. Georgie! "Georgie! Hey!" She said running over to the Hufflepuff. "Hey, how are you?" She asked when she caught up with her. Nikki lifted her sunglasses and placed them on top of her hair. |
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"Or any other adult supervision."Arya pointed this fact out proudly. She had never really been without any adult supervision until he arrived at Hogwarts and she was loving it. Reaching into her pocket to make sure she still had her coupon, Arya smiled and nodded her head at Allison. "Yup, lets use these bad boys! Um, lets use yours first then we can use mine and eat at the same time.What is your for again?"\ |
"Mine first. Mmmkay." Digging into her pockets she began to frown, "So used to carrying my bunny pack, when I put things into the pockets of my jacket...I can...never find...anything. Aha! Here...looky." Taking out the coupon Allison gave it a wave and handed it to Arya. "The only thing I don't like is the whole having to spend money before getting something..." |
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But if he didn't want to talk, he could just tell her. Like he had done the other day. Only, hopefully, not as harsh. "You got a voucher too... What, uh, freebie did you get?" Please don't shout at me... |
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"I'm alright, just doing some shopping for a friend's birthday." That was the hard thing! She'd known Barry for what? A day! Oh mann! And already she'd devoloped a crush to. Bloody brilliant. "How about you though? I haven't seen you for a while! What've you been up to?" |
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He looked down at her, a frown of pain on his face and the awkward silence wasn't helping the situation at all. Miranda's question broke the silence and he attempted to smooth out his expression, but failed. He was going to give himself a headache with all this... frowning. “I'm... you know.” He said softly. “I can't complain.” A dismissive shrug of the shoulder. “And yourself? You got warmed up in your common room?” Inane small talk. It seemed wrong given what had happened at the lake between them. But he didn't want to walk away. Miranda – well, she was special. Not like anyone he had met before because she didn't stand for the crap he dished out... and she had that sweet Hufflepuff nature. He looked at the voucher in his hand. “Ur.. butterbeer. What about you?” A hand reached up and he scratched the back of his head in an awkward fashion. A rare nervous gesture from this over-confident boy. “Do you... I mean.. do you fancy joining me? I could use the company.” He gave her a weak yet genuine smile and prepared himself for her negative reply. |
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"Good to hear..." She nodded and her eyes fell on the paper again, she was starting to scrunch it up with worry. "I'm good..." A faint crooked smile followed her response. "Yeah...thanks." Did he really care, or was it just a question that didn't have much meaning behind it? "I've, uh, been meaning to return your robe... there just hasn't..." There had been lots of time. But courage? Not so much. Oh, he had butterbeer too. Stupidly, she thought they could've swapped if he had gotten cake. But... Nah. Miranda was ready to tell him he could have it, she wasn't a Butterbeer fanatic and she obviously knew how akward it would be if someone made an excuse not to go in together. But his question caught her off guard and she looked at him. Would it be a good idea to join him? Miranda really wanted to, but thinking back on all the things that had happened every time they had met... It wasn't something she wanted to relive again. The added stress from school and Quidditch were not making her feel better. She opened and closed her mouth a few times before answering. Ugh, she was sad. "I'm not..." ...sure? She trailed off, thinking and rethinking. Maybe he just asked her to be polite. You know, people did that even though they truly meant the opposite. "I'm not much of a butterbeer person... I was actually hunting down some chocolate." The corner of her lips twitched. "But here..." she reached out her voucher to Oliver. "Maybe you'll find someone nice to invite..." Her eyes locked onto his. She was regretting what she just said... But maybe, it was for the best? |
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"How are you? I wasn't sure if you remembered about the butterbeer." She shrugged, then grinned. |
SPOILER!!: :'( Oliver grimaced at Miranda's hesitant response to his question. No. Of course she didn't want to. Stupid boy. Why should she want to have anything to do with him after he said what he did? He smiled a pale smile at the mention of chocolate. She had such a weakness for the stuff. He frowned and looked down at the voucher as she held it out to him. Wasn't she headed to the Hogs Head when she bumped into him? He swallowed, clearly hurt by this, and right now he didn't have anything he could hide behind. “I-I don't want that.” He said with a shake of the head. He didn't want to invite anyone else. “You should go to the main street – there might be someone there you could swap with for a voucher for chocolate or something.” He shrugged and nodded at her. “Well.. it was good to see you again. Look after yourself, Miranda.” He began to walk past her. Butterbeer? He didn't feel like it any more and once she was out of sight, he was going to head back to the castle. |
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Self conceited much? I'm not self conceited! Sure...you think that "Great, come on let's go." Nikki said as they began to head for Honeydukes. "Nothing intersting's happend." Nikki said shaking her head. "I've just been busy with homework and studying for the OWLs." Yes it was a little early to start studying, but if she didn't pass, her father would disinherit her, that was something Nikki didn't want! Now your acting like a spoiled brat You know what? Shut UP! |
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It felt like she was holding out the piece of paper for a very long time, and she couldn't look at him any more because she had an idea that she'd just hurt him. That, and the indifferent repsonse he gave her made her wonder if he had cared. And then he just started to walk away. Again. And his last words sounded so...final, like something you said to a person you would never meet again. She sighed and felt this sadness wheigh her down. Her shoulders slumped, her head dropped and she closed her eyes. "I don't want to fight with you anymore..." she added weakly. But she knew Oliver had probably walked away faster than ever and hadn't even heard her. Would they ever become friends again? It was silly, she thought, but she missed him. Even though he got on her nerves. Even though he sometimes hurt her feelings. Still, there was something there. |
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Seems her friends were older, wait no! Rex was a fourth year! Kay was second and Barry...Barry was seventh. Which meant this was his last year...Gah! No! No thinking about Barry leaving! She shook herself and forced a smile onto her face. Nothing was wrong, nothing was wrong, nothing was wrong! |
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