Dec 8, 2013
Pins you against the wall and kisses you [ Pass it on the the first ten on your dash ]
"Wha- Who are you and why? Not that it wasn’t interesting… but what?"
//I’d pass it on, but I’m almost at the ask limit already
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Brazil
seen from China
seen from China
seen from China
seen from France
seen from Australia
seen from Türkiye
seen from Australia
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Spain
seen from Brazil
seen from France
seen from United States
Pins you against the wall and kisses you [ Pass it on the the first ten on your dash ]
"Wha- Who are you and why? Not that it wasn’t interesting… but what?"
//I’d pass it on, but I’m almost at the ask limit already
"Hello! I'm Tony, and you are...¿"
jharvelle47 & wordsxofxwisdom
I'm totally dubbing our Verse "Pixy Wings and Other Things".
Just so's ya know.
"You don't know that for sure Dean." Hermione said, shaking her head and leaning into his touch. "Once there my parents could decide to make it permanent."
"You need to stay in school. And deserve to be Herr with your friends too." He sounds very serious about her being able to come back soon.
Hermione nodded and pulled her knees up to her chest, too upset at the thought of leaving Hogwarts to really talk.
Shifting, Dean hugged her to him gently. "It'll be alright, Herm. You'll be back in no time."
"Dean, have you se-" Hermione began as she entered the boys dormitory, only to stop at the sight of Dean's undressing. "en Jo?" She finished, blushing a red color and all but running back downstairs to the Common Room.
Your muse walks in on mine undressing. How does yours react?
Dean stills at the sound of her voice, shirtless and pants most of the way down. He wasn't used to girls walking in while he was changing. Though after a breath he finishes changing out of the quidditch clothes and into some jeans. Grabbing a shirt, he moves to try and find her. He wants to make sure nothing's screwed up because of this.
Crumpling the piece of paper up in her hand, Hermione took several breaths to keep calm. "My parents just got news that my Grandmother is sick so we have to move." She answered, tossing the parchment away angrily.
Sitting up more, his hand reaches out to rub her back gently. "Oh Herm, I'm sorry. Are they looking for you to come home for a while?" His brows crease with worry, knowing that he and Jo would have to find something to lift Hermonie's spirits soon.
Hermione nodded in understanding and sat up, just as the owl landed in front of her and held out it's leg. "It's probably something from my parents." The caramel haired girl sighed, unrolling the parchment and reading the letter silently to herself.
Reaching, he stroked the owl's head a little as she read. He was just hoping that it wasn't bad news, though patience is never one of his virtues. "So what does it say?"