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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 14, 2010 21:14:17 GMT -6
Blake entered the common room after his disappearance from the school quietly, fingers entangled in his own hair as he played with it. He softly greeted Theodore and Lydia then silently maneuvered his body up the stairs to the dormitories.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 14, 2010 21:14:20 GMT -6
"Re-reading the tales of beedle the bard." She laughed laughed. "They may be childish but they're amusing." She used her free hand to pat Vali again.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2010 21:20:39 GMT -6
Theo closed his eyes. "That's nice. Whatever makes you happy."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 14, 2010 21:22:24 GMT -6
"You sure you're alright love?" She rubbed the back of his neck gently.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2010 21:27:21 GMT -6
"Yes. I have a bit of a headache." He sighed.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 14, 2010 21:32:15 GMT -6
She nodded and stroked his hair gently. "Just relax love. I'll take care of you."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2010 21:35:49 GMT -6
"I am." He nodded. "I forgot to tell you I got a letter from that Skeeter woman asking me for an interview or details on the tournament."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 14, 2010 21:42:30 GMT -6
"You didn't answer her did you? She tends to...exaggerate the truth. She interviewed an uncle of mine once and made him out to be a muggle-loving blood traitor." Lydia leaned down to kiss his cheek.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2010 21:46:44 GMT -6
"No. I ignored it I wanted to warn you in case you were contacted." He sighed again moving himself closer to her.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 14, 2010 21:48:50 GMT -6
She nodded and smiled. "Good. I don't trust that woman at all." She tucked his hair behind his ear gently before stroking his cheek.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2010 21:52:16 GMT -6
"I am sure someone will end up telling her something." He shrugged.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 14, 2010 22:04:24 GMT -6
She nodded. "Well let her make fun of them not you." She rubbed his back gently.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2010 22:11:55 GMT -6
He nodded not thinking he would avoid it but not wanting to say that either.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 14, 2010 22:13:28 GMT -6
She smiled and slipped a hand down the back of his shirt, rubbing his back still.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2010 22:17:17 GMT -6
"I am sorry about not being more fun. Forgive me?" He looked up at her.
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