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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 22, 2010 19:36:11 GMT -6
Griffin chuckled at Neko's whining and kissed her forehead. "It's ok, nobody else really saw you but me."
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Post by Neko Wormwood on Feb 22, 2010 19:42:16 GMT -6
"Good." Neko said, sounding a little less embarassed. "Shall we go to the common room?" She asked.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 22, 2010 19:44:13 GMT -6
Griffin smiled widely at Neko's relief and kissed her on the lips. "Um you go. I have to get ready."
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Post by Neko Wormwood on Feb 22, 2010 19:53:48 GMT -6
Neko kissed back and nodded. She then turned and headed to the common room.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 22, 2010 20:20:03 GMT -6
Griffin changed and made his way down to the common room.
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Post by Freya Coeus on Feb 22, 2010 21:30:17 GMT -6
Freya shifted and burrowed into the blanket, inhaling deeply to think: This isn't my bed. What in Merlin's beard...?! She got up slowly and recognized Draco's scent all over the sheets. Freya sat there for a moment trying to recollect what happened the night before, and failing. She looked around the room, only a sleeping Blake was too be seen and she bit her lower lip, now remembering his being upset.
She got up and tiptoed out of the room, heading down to the commons.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 22, 2010 21:30:39 GMT -6
Blake laid in bed awake for a while now, too weak to really move from where he had curled himself on his side. He still felt like his stomach was churning in an ill manner though he didn't know if it was fear of facing the common room or the fact that it was probably late and he had yet to eat since yesterday at Hogsmeade. Tightening himself further into his vulnerable cocoon, Blake squeezed his eyes shut. You don't have to get up, just stay in bed. You can make up classes, the professors are really understanding! Even Professor Snape has compassion towards his brighter students..
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Post by Freya Coeus on Feb 22, 2010 21:33:54 GMT -6
Stopping just before the entrance to the commons, Freya stopped, remembering one more thing. She hurried back to Draco's bed to find her bag and opened it. Pulling out numerous shopping bags and gifts from the night before, she placed them close to Blake's bedside.
Freya looked at him sympathetically, sure that he was asleep, and gave him another kiss on his head. Then she hurried out quietly once again, her bag in hand.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 22, 2010 21:40:06 GMT -6
Blake had held his position when he heard someone moving his curtains aside. The scent of chrysanthemums surrounded him momentarily and he knew it was Freya, who surprised him when she kissed his head. He waited until Freya had moved his curtains back to open his eyes, face flushed with embarrassment. No one's done that but mum..
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 22, 2010 21:41:54 GMT -6
Draco walked in, missing Freya by a few seconds. He quickly followed his routine and got dressed to go to the owlery. Buttoning his coat, he slipped his large letter to his father into the pocket and left though not before casting Blake's still bed a glance.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 22, 2010 23:57:49 GMT -6
Blake felt the inability to withstand the sight of his bed grow to a breaking point, so he gathered his covers and teetered precariously as he stood wrapped in them. Slowly, he inched towards the common room, eyes still rimmed red from yesterday.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 23, 2010 2:11:26 GMT -6
Blake returned and dropped his mask immediately, not able to hold it for long. It was a vastly strange and outlandish notion for him, the art of hiding one's true self. Perhaps he should write to mother about this and get her help as well. Blake took off his clothes and changed into his pajamas, quite content to be in them as they reminded him of home. He put all of his things away and crawled back into bed, shutting and spelling the curtains closed. Clutching the covers, he slept at the center of the bed wondering if he could pull this off as he went to sleep.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 23, 2010 2:17:36 GMT -6
Draco followed his nightly routine and now found himself laying on his back, staring up at the canopy of the four-poster bed. He realized he was falling asleep and welcomed it, his last thoughts on getting a reply from his father.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 23, 2010 14:37:56 GMT -6
Blake woke and decided to start his day earlier so he could catch up on any work he might have missed. He made his bed, ran to get showered and returned dressed neatly for his day. He decided to ask any student exiting if he could tag along until they were near the library, sure to find someone awake.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 23, 2010 22:05:23 GMT -6
Draco had been awake for sometime, nervously pacing the room. He decided to leave Slytherin territory to patrol.
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"My body may be weak, but don't take me lightly. I am a Pureblood Slytherin and the daughter of a Deatheater."
"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."