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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 1:11:38 GMT -6
Blake shook his head, now looking at Amber, "No Miss Amber, my dad is Alexandre Deimos, head and creator of Kerberos Potions. He's a potions supplier for wizard hospitals worldwide, including St. Mungo's."
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 20, 2010 1:12:07 GMT -6
Griffin smiled shyly. "Well," he said looking around the Great Hall, "she's very special to me." He immediately regretted saying this, knowing that his fellow Slytherin's would judge him for it. He looked over at Blake. "So how have you been mate?"
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Post by amberlh6 on Feb 20, 2010 1:19:10 GMT -6
"Oh must have been someone else then..." her voice trailing off then turned back to Griffin "Oh don't regret that! I think it's sweet. I wish I had a boyfriend" Amber sighed then turned to Lydia "Don't you?"
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 1:20:17 GMT -6
Blake was clueless about who they were talking about, but what ever it was, it sounded very nice and made him feel happy, "I've been better. No one told me there'd be guards at the entrance this year; I still feel ill from passing by them. How about you Mister Griffin, aside from sadness?"
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 20, 2010 1:21:34 GMT -6
Griffin looked at Amber. "I'm not ashamed," he said smiling lightly. He looked back at Draco and Blake. For some reason, he couldn't stop looking at the two.
"Oh," he said looking directly at Blake, "I'm not sad. Just," he thought for a moment then put on a fake smile, "confused I guess."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 20, 2010 1:25:13 GMT -6
Lydia looked to Amber and smiled. "Oh I daresay it'd be lovely but for myself it's unlikely. My father is determined to approve anyone I show interest in and if he doesn't deem them worthy then it's a no. Besides that I just don't think I'm overly interesting."
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 1:25:33 GMT -6
Blake sighed, "Such a horrid liar you are, Mister Griffin." He took out a strand of leather from his coat pocket and pulled back his hair, tying it at the base of his neck. Sweeping his bangs to the side, he locked his indigo eyes with Griffin's eyes, "You must learn how to fake it better, Mister Griffin."
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Post by amberlh6 on Feb 20, 2010 1:26:45 GMT -6
Amber nodded and smiled "You are! I quite enjoy talking to you and so does everyone else! At this rate, I may have to take you as a date for the Spring ball though" Amber joked.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 20, 2010 1:27:34 GMT -6
Griffin smiled at Blake. "Well I wouldn't say that what I just said was a complete lie. I suppose you do have a point though," he said grinning. He fought back asking a question, fearing it could make things awkward.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 20, 2010 1:29:52 GMT -6
Draco wondered how Pansy was.. her last owl explained plenty but he still worried for her.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 1:31:07 GMT -6
The smile Blake gave was full of mirth. He dug into his forgotten cake with more vigor now. He liked Griffin though they had just met, he was a very nice boy.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 20, 2010 1:31:42 GMT -6
Lydia laughed. "If only I were going." She shooked her head. "No, those sorts of functions aren't for me. Mother drags me to them. Dresses me up nearly like a doll. She says it's awful for me to play Quidditch. I'm dying to try out for Keeper though. I hope that the tryouts start soon." She smiled. "I'm praying she doesn't find out about the Spring Ball. If she does you'll be sure I'll be going and looking rather gloomy at that."
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 20, 2010 1:32:41 GMT -6
Griffin looked down at Blake's cake. "When you're done with that, would you like to head back to the common room with me?" he asked smiling. "We have to travel in pairs at the moment."
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Post by amberlh6 on Feb 20, 2010 1:34:19 GMT -6
Amber laughed "My mother is all for them as well. When I am home, it's constant parties and balls. I get rather sick of them sometimes. And oh your planning on trying out for Quidditch?" Amber asked surprised.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 1:35:02 GMT -6
Blake looked up and dabbed his lips with the napkin he had placed over his lap, returning it to his legs, "Certainly. And in pairs? How strange. Perhaps you could explain why when we return?"
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