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Post by amberlh6 on Mar 2, 2010 0:27:04 GMT -6
Amber remained quiet for a minute. "Wait for starters, what did she accept?"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 0:29:07 GMT -6
"Draco likes her. So more than likely he sent her a formal letter..." She curled up. "I feel like I'm going to be sick."
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Post by amberlh6 on Mar 2, 2010 0:31:51 GMT -6
"Pansy, I am so sorry. You do not deserve any pain at all...." Amber said her voice trailing off.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 0:34:52 GMT -6
"It's my own fault." She laughed bitterly. "I let myself think that he would - that he did - like me. I'm trying." She looked at Amber. "I really am. I want him to be happy."
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Post by amberlh6 on Mar 2, 2010 0:37:12 GMT -6
"It's not your fault. The heart wants what the heart wants" Amber said "It's his fault"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 0:38:01 GMT -6
"How do you figure that?" she asked.
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Post by amberlh6 on Mar 2, 2010 0:40:01 GMT -6
Amber shrugged "He knows how deeply you care for him. One minute he acts as if there's a chance something will happen then he acts like it's your fault for thinking such a thing"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 0:43:47 GMT -6
"I can't lose the little part I have left of him. I can't push him." She sighed.
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Post by Freya Coeus on Mar 2, 2010 0:50:02 GMT -6
Freya stepped in to see a distressed Pansy and Amber. "Evening..." she greeted them politely. She went to her bed stooping down in front of her trunk, unlocking all the locks, and rummaging around for something.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 0:53:44 GMT -6
Pansy rolled over and made more of a grunting sound than a greeting. Merlin someone hates me
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Post by Freya Coeus on Mar 2, 2010 1:00:21 GMT -6
Freya paused in her rummaging and stayed still. "Pansy... I know you're upset. Your body language and greeting dictates so. How exactly... do you feel about Draco?" only then turning to look at her with her green eyes shining a darker shade than usual.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 1:09:35 GMT -6
Pansy closed her eyes. "Why can't you just leave me alone? I was about to leave. I was about to send him over to you. All I needed was one more minute."
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Post by Freya Coeus on Mar 2, 2010 1:15:23 GMT -6
She faced the trunk again and stood up, patted away the dust that seemed to have come from her trunk and settled onto her clothing. "I'd no idea that you were leaving, I was conversing with Miss Smith," she said coldly, "I don't mean to irritate you, but if you insist on taking every action I make as a way to antagonize you then so be it."
Freya closed her trunk and locked it up again, the physical locks and with charms. She sighed, unable to find what she was looking for, and stepped out into the common room again.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 1:16:35 GMT -6
Pansy turned around. "Wait.." she called.
Pansy sat up wondering when she turned into a Gryffindor and walked out of the room.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 2, 2010 1:42:09 GMT -6
Pansy walked back into the room and sat on her bed to wait for Freya.
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