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Post by amberlh6 on Feb 20, 2010 1:57:54 GMT -6
"So have I. I cannot think of anyone else who would be captain besides him" Amber said glancing at Draco then back to her plate.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 20, 2010 2:06:51 GMT -6
Lydia looked to Draco as well. "I wonder if he even feels the slightest bit guilty though, being all cozy with Freya like that. Not even two days ago he was acting the same way with Pansy." She sighed. "Curled up on the sofa together." She'd turned her attention to Amber again. She was sure at some point he'd figure out they were occasionally talking about him if he noticed their glances but for now they seemed safe. "Rather depressing, but that's a guy for you I imagine."
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Post by Freya Coeus on Feb 20, 2010 2:10:36 GMT -6
Freya began to feel tired and decided it was time to head back and go to bed, even though she had spent the whole day sleeping. "I am going to head back to the dormitories and sleep." she told Draco, looking and seeing the hint of worry in his eyes.
She got up and gave Draco a firm squeeze on his shoulder, "Don't fret, and will you be accompanying me back?"
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Post by amberlh6 on Feb 20, 2010 2:16:27 GMT -6
Amber decided to change the subject before Draco realized they were speaking about him "Do you think Griffin has been acting odd lately?" Then added "and what do you mean for me?" she asked laughing a little.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 20, 2010 2:17:49 GMT -6
Draco looked to Freya and smiled, "Of course Miss Coeus. And thank you, I'll try not to. Though I find myself unable to stop."
He stood and led them both out of the Great Hall.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 20, 2010 2:22:09 GMT -6
Lydia nodded. "He's been rather dreary recently. And just recently, so lost in thought. You think it's because of Sirius Black escaping?" She looked to the clock and sighed. "It's already late. We better walk and talk."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 20, 2010 2:35:55 GMT -6
Lydia stood as she spoke, heading back to the common room with the group of straggler Slytherins.
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Post by amberlh6 on Feb 20, 2010 2:52:40 GMT -6
"Alright" Amber said following her.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 20, 2010 11:26:59 GMT -6
Draco entered and sat at his spot, enjoying the steady silence. The enchanted sky was overcast, even the candles flickered dimly as they floated. He was about to reach for some tea when two owls made their entrance, as well as the rest of the mail. He recognized both and felt relief flood him. Draco took both letters and calmly, eager hidden, pocketed them. He fed both a slice of bacon and they accepted it gratefully, taking off to leave Draco alone. Two less things to worry about then..
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 20, 2010 11:53:19 GMT -6
Draco, after eating, rustled around his robe pocket and found the eternally inked quill his mother had purchased in a set for him from France. He read the first letter and smiled to himself, replying a short but meaningful answer. He refolded it and spelled the envelope sealed. Opening the second letter, he was relieved to find his parents had only been on vacation and the owl had taken some time to get to Italy. He'd reply later today. He tucked everything away into his pockets and decided to patrol. It was another Hogsmeade day, the students would have to depart in groups.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 14:57:34 GMT -6
Blake and Freya came in and took their respective seats.
Blake pushed strands of his behind his ears to avoid getting any in his mouth when he was eating. He picked any stray lint off his black v-neck sweater and placed a napkin on his lap, beginning to serve himself, "Thank you ever so much Miss Freya. I think I would have been stuck in there for a while had you not come down."
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Post by Freya Coeus on Feb 20, 2010 15:01:34 GMT -6
Freya smiled when she saw the boy pick lint off his sweater. "It's nice to see that someone other than me can be quite anal about things like lint on clothing," she told him while she filled her plate with bacon and eggs.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 15:12:30 GMT -6
Blake returned Freya's smile brightly, "Oh mum and I absolutely hate having lint anywhere. Your image presents to other people your character, and lint to me just says 'slob' quite loudly, " he grabbed for a goblet and filled it with fresh orange juice.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 20, 2010 15:45:56 GMT -6
Draco came into the hall desperately seeking something to quell his upset stomach. The weasels really should learn to to sod off. He had mailed his post and was now seated, drinking cool pumpkin juice. Draco gave Blake and Freya a nod of acknowledgment but said nothing.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 15:51:56 GMT -6
Blake gave a small nod back but also said nothing, wiping his lips with his napkin and putting it back over his lap. He continued eating.
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"You’ll soon find out that some wizarding families are much better than others. You don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."