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@keepxr
We hear that Yule Ball King, Oliver Wood, and his date, Fay Dunbar did far more than dancing during the evening’s festivities. Nice to know that a broom and quaffle are not the only things that can get the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain’s attention.
Of course she wanted to keep up her posture, while raising her pointy chin up a little bit higher, her cool eyes looking up to the male and yet when she felt his arm wrap itself around here, the cold features seemed to melt away slightly after the surprised expression faded away from her azure hues, as a slight smile curved up on her lips at the sight of his blush. ”Are you sure you can dance, Oliver?” She muttered slightly, placing her hand upon his shoulder in a gentle manner, as he finally managed to place his on her hip. The gaze of the young girl dropped down to their feet, as she felt the young boy shuffle his tall body closer to her lanky one. There was a moment where she felt her heart beat heavily against her chest, the moment the two of them just stood there close to each other, before the music began to play and the young children began to shift their bodies over the floor. She didnt raise her glance for a while, as they gently moved to the music. Perhaps she was observing the steps the dark haired boy took or perhaps she was just trying to calm down the quick beating of her heart. eyelids fluttered up after a while, locking her gaze on his, as she raised one of her slender brows slightly. “Youre not that bad-” the drooling voice remarked in a soft tone. "Perhaps even better than Crabbe and Goyle."
The boy's steps at first had been uncertain, and really, it wasn't the act of dancing itself that was the reason. A large lump seemed to of formed in the back of his throat, halting any speech as he focused instead on the rhythm of the music and the steps of the dance. Brown hues briefly fluttered to hers, and he regretted it, simply because he could very much feel a heat wash over him.
This was madness. She was his Quidditch buddy. He couldn't have a c r u s h on her, he didn't see her like that. Right? .. Right?
The song seemed to end all too soon, far to quick for the racing boy's young mind and his steps ceased; his gazed locked to hers and his mouth partially open in silent, blank awe.
Her tone, which he had been so used to associating with frigid icyness instilled, was unusually soft. It didn't help him.
As if his brain kicked into gear, the lad raised his chin in agreement, hands immediately removing from her and wiping them not-so-subtly against the sides of his trouser's leg, palms sweaty from nerves
❝ I hope so! Better than Crabbe and Goyle, I mean. They stomp far too much to.. to capture the true form of dance. Or something FLOWERY like that anyway. I'd call them having about as much grace as a spooked elephant. ❞
❝ As for you, well, guess you weren't that bad of a dancer yourself, Draco. You didn't step on my feet. ❞
Oh no.
”It wasn’t me. I’ve been with Arthur all day.” She was lying of course. She couldn’t find her brother anywhere. She shrugged her shoulders in response. “I swear. I’m fine. Also your little lions? Really.
The Circle of Life or what?”
❝ That's rather strange, because Arthur's been in the common room. I know you refuse to go to your own table, but I know you've never been in there before. And yes. ❞
❝ Let's just say when I was younger, I may of -- called, the first years little lions and cubs -- I have justification now, I'm a professor. Nevermind. ❞
[profusely apologises for the lack of activity on oliver and that if you wish to find me i am much more active on my next gen OC amxle ]
{ my heart is just too tired to care, } i can’t destroy what isn’t there, deliver me unto my fate, if i’m alone i cannot hate, i you don’t deserve to have you me, oh, my smile was taken long ago.
keepxr
"Is it true that you still play with a toy Quidditch set? That’s what Dad says.”
"Actually, they're models, and they're collectable figurines. You know how muggles collect trainsets and stuff and they're as old as I am? It's perfectly natural, and anyone who says otherwise will get an afternoon detention. Understood?"
recommend me some fab HP blogs to follow? I need so so so much more on my dash!
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and like a million others
also follow this sweetheart as well !
what hp blogs would you like to see more of?
Oh, man. ALL THE BLOGS! ;3 There are a good amount of blogs for the Big 7, and really most of the main characters. I always enjoy seeing blogs for side characters, or blogs that develop super-minor characters. Examples: pugfaced, insaniumfloris, astoriagreensass, xspxctrum, aspinnet, chasxr, hopefulpuppet, keepxr, xpeeves, etc.I have a real soft spot for people with the talent to pull off blogs like that.
+one familiar face... i think...
"— another one? That’s a pretty long list. let me see, uh— terrible with names, sorry— oh! I know you! Oliver Wood.”
"Took you long enough, Vic. It's the beard, isn't it? I knew it was a bad idea. Makes me .. unrecognisable."
"I’ll have to ask my parents. They can afford any broom.
It’s just my broom is already been broken. I don’t know if they will pay for a new one.”
A pause.
"How, exactly, did it get broken, Weasley? y'know you can tell me."
hey yeah so my brother’s graduating from uni and I have to go to the ceremony thing to scream at him clap and look stupid so I won’t be on at all today. Any replies you see posted here or on keepxr & pxrfidy are all QUEUED.
don’t do anything I wouldn’t do xxoxoxoxo
[17.07.14 20:00:42] σℓινєя: there was this one time a vagina grew legs and walked off when the sexy was about to happen but
[17.07.14 20:00:46] σℓινєя: im pretty sure that was just a porno
❝ I can’t believe you’re grounding me, he deserved a punch to the face. He called Emerson a mudblood. I’m the best damn keeper in the school ❞
❝ First of all, while yes, I agree he did deserve it, we do not punch our fellow students regardless. You're lucky it was me that caught you and not anyone else, otherwise you'd be serving worse punishments. ❞
❝ Secondly, while I remain in the school, I think you'll find I'm the best keeper there is. I may be old, but on Merlin's beard I haven't lost my touch. But that's neither here nor there. ❞
❝ But I am going to stick to what I said, are we clear? ❞
"Haven’t had a detention in five days."
❝ Then perhaps you'd like to tell me why my little lions are telling me about something a Slytherin said about recklessness and arrogence? ❞
that was almost code for: is anything wrong?
"Oliver. I want to agree with you, I want to take your side. I really do, but James has crossed the line. I can’t turn a blind eye to his actions. But….." His hand stroked his chin. "That might be an ideal punishment. No magic, agreed?"
❝ It must be a home thing, since James' behaved quite nicely this end, Yeah, I don't blame you, really. All right, no magic it is for him. That should even it out a little. ❞
❝ Well, they dont exactly work well with the size and form of your chin, professor, as well as it is in general too large for your rather wide features. ❞
Now that was the response he was after. Genuine help.
Scratching his chin in thought, he fussed a bit with the glasses before eventually taking them off, finding himself agreeing that they didn't really work or look good on him at all.
❝ Yeah, you got a point there, thanks, Parkinson How's things, by the way? All the other professors comment on your outstanding grades. Kudos, really. Can't really say the same about your brother but, to each of their own. ❞
"James is grounded, Oliver. That includes flying for the Quidditch Team."
❝ I don't think you understand that we need that lad to fly, Harry. It'll be a repeat of our years otherwise! Besides, a bit unfair to punish the rest of the team for James' action. I can always give him equipment duties, if that'd suit you. ❞
