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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 22:49:55 GMT -6
She nodded and smiled lightly. "I hope it never stops feeling like this." She mumbled softly.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 21, 2010 22:53:04 GMT -6
Theo kissed her shoulder. "What does it feel like exactly? For you."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 23:06:06 GMT -6
"I just feel happy. Optomistic. Right now I feel like I'm floating." She smiled. "Everytime we're together I feel like...I dunno how to describe it. I'm just happy." She tilted her head a bit. "Even though I've been going through painful things it's like...I know that it'll be okay." She explained, clearly not happy with the explanation but deciding it would have to do.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 21, 2010 23:12:23 GMT -6
He nodded. "I'm glad I made things better for you and that you're happy." He kissed her cheek. "You still have to convince me from earlier."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 23:14:16 GMT -6
She smiled and nodded. "So I do." She turned a bit to look at him, kissing him softly. "Are you happy Theo?" She asked lightly, her hand lifting to comb through his hair slowly.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 21, 2010 23:19:53 GMT -6
He nodded and kissed her back before pulling away. "I don't want this to end either."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 23:21:27 GMT -6
She smiled and blushed furiously, turning to face him properly. "I'm glad." She hugged him warmly for a moment before nuzzling him a bit.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 21, 2010 23:22:55 GMT -6
He chuckled and held her waist. "Why are you blushing just from that?"
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 23:27:24 GMT -6
"It just makes me happy that you're happy." She smiled and sat back a bit.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 21, 2010 23:30:04 GMT -6
Theo reached up and pushed a piece of hair behind her ear. "I know the feeling. Tell me something I don't know about you."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 23:33:15 GMT -6
"Something you don't know about me..." She thought to herself. "Uhm...well..." She looked up, pondering. "I once broke my arm playing quidditch and told my mum that I'd slipped when trying on a new pair of heels she'd bought me. She was convinced I was horribly delicate for weeks afterwards."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 21, 2010 23:36:12 GMT -6
He laughed. "I could see that being a plausible story,"
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 23:38:27 GMT -6
"She wouldn't let me go anywhere on my own. Luckily she trusted James and William enough not to be suspicious if I went somewhere with them." She smiled.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 21, 2010 23:42:45 GMT -6
"Yes, you do seem like the fragile type." He smiled.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 21, 2010 23:48:19 GMT -6
"Well I'm not." She pouted at him before smiling. "I just look that way because I'm scrawny." she hugged him again and sighed. "One day..." She mumbled softly. "...I'll find out where you're ticklish." She smiled.
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