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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 22, 2010 1:49:58 GMT -6
Blake fought the very little food in his stomach that threatened to make itself known again. Oh Merlin, Merlin! What if Griffin's right?! I could cost Slytherin the tie! Draco his position! Oh Merlin I knew it. I knew this was a bad idea but I let my desires overpower my logic! Blake how could you?! His eyes welled up and his fell to his knees at the foot of his bed like a rag doll. What had he done? Blake started to softly cry.
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Post by Freya Coeus on Feb 22, 2010 1:56:09 GMT -6
Freya walked into the dorm to see the poor boy crying. "Oh, baby," she said, putting Vali down next to him and embracing Blake in a tight hug.
She didn't understand, but she felt like an older sister to him-- that she should comfort him. "You did nothing wrong, the Headmaster won't find out, and everything will be alright in the end," Freya cooed softly into his ear with a motherly tone. She combed her fingers through his hair and shushed him lovingly.
Vali mewed and rubbed himself against Blake in an attempt to make him feel better, seeing as his mistress seemed to care so much to this foreign person.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 22, 2010 2:03:22 GMT -6
Blake feebly held onto Freya and sobbed, her soft tones pulling from him more tears. His body shook with tremors from the force crying took, "F-frey! H-how cou-could I?!"
Of all the times to be selfish this was one of the worst! Blake how could you..?!
He didn't know if he could stop.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 22, 2010 2:06:23 GMT -6
Griffin stormed into the boy's dormitory. "Please keep things down, I need sleep," he said coldly as he climbed into bed and shut the curtains forcefully.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 22, 2010 2:06:47 GMT -6
As he entered, Draco could hear two distinct things: the sound of someone crying, and the sound of comforting. He walked further in to see Blake shaking in Freya's arms, crying himself to what seemed to be an incoherent state. He was never good with comfort, really. That was a female's job in his opinion and Freya seemed to be doing just fine, but, he couldn't help walking over and kneeling down to place a hand on Blake's back. He didn't know what to say, or what to do, or why Blake was even in tears, but just... being right there seemed fine.
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Post by Freya Coeus on Feb 22, 2010 2:12:01 GMT -6
She rocked the weeping boy in her arms back and forth like a mother would. Freya gave an apathetic look toward the sound of Griffin's voice and kept whispering sweet things into Blake's ear. "You should not be ashamed, or regret what we did today. We had fun and created memories which no one should ever feel negatively about; points are easy to make up, dear."
She looked up to see Draco and gave him a distressed look; Freya didn't exactly know what she was doing, but she kept on trying. Seeing Blake in this state made her feel strange, it was a foreign and unwelcome feeling of sorrow and regret she wasn't used to.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 22, 2010 2:15:53 GMT -6
Draco returned Freya's look as if he were a mirror, but he kept his hand on Blake. He hoped the poor boy would stop soon or he'd probably make himself ill.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 22, 2010 2:18:05 GMT -6
Blake's sobs slowed and merged with an occasional shuddering breath as if he were freezing, Freya's cradling movements and honest words lulling him into submission. Soon, he fell limp against her still trembling but no longer crying.
Blake had tired himself into sleep, tear tracks prominent on his flushed face.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 22, 2010 2:18:45 GMT -6
Griffin was hit with a sudden motive. He got up out of bed and walked briskly past the three of them. He felt bad that Blake was in such condition but in all honestly, he couldn't bare to look at them. After everything Draco had said...
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 22, 2010 2:21:44 GMT -6
Draco gave Griffin a cool gaze. Not a glare, or a sneer, but a simple gaze. Even he, someone who dares not at all in getting too close, felt for the boy he was still touching.
He heard Blake stop and turned to look at him, "Cried himself into sleep, did he..?" Draco looked to Freya.
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Post by Freya Coeus on Feb 22, 2010 2:26:08 GMT -6
Freya gave Draco a weary smile, "Yes." She wiped away the tear trails with the cuff of her sleeve and laid him gently onto the bed, making sure his head hit the pillow. Freya wiped any stray strands of his bangs away from his face and, without thinking, gave him a small kiss on his forehead. She got up and walked up to Draco, "I think we should leave the room and let him sleep."
Vali had decided to curl up with Blake.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 22, 2010 2:29:39 GMT -6
Draco watched the entire interaction with his continued cool gaze, though he warmly smiled within himself.
He flicked his wand towards the bed and let the curtains slide closed slowly, "Yes. To the commons, 'Eya?"
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 22, 2010 3:52:51 GMT -6
Draco entered and set Freya down, blankets and all. He levitated her with a steady wand and slipped her under his covers again. Deciding this time not to leave her in her day clothes, he muttered a few things under his breath and tapped her shirt, her outfit melting in a pair of silk pajamas. He had work to do.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 22, 2010 3:54:05 GMT -6
Griffin walked into the boy's dorms, hoping to catch Draco before he left.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 22, 2010 3:56:11 GMT -6
Opening his trunk Draco pulled out three parchment sheets and his quill from his set. He would make this letter to his father long, informative, and as formal as a law proposal.. his father's favorite writing style. He caught sight of Griffin and gave him a nod before taking out the letter Pansy had given him. He'd start by copying this down.
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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."