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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 9:29 pm
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∞Lɪɢʜᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ∞
∞Tʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀ ᴄʜᴀsᴇ∞
∞Aɴᴅ I’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ∞
∞Aɴᴅ ғʟᴇᴇɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪs sᴄᴇɴᴇ∞
∞Aɴᴅ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ∞
∞Tʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴛʜɪɴᴋᴀʙʟᴇ∞
Dhylan blinked when he said he had been invited by a friend. Who had invited him? He'd only told two people of Wyatt's very existence. He knew his sister hadn't done it, as she wasn't old enough to make it convincing. That left only one suspect, and one who was known to try and get him to date people. "Her name wouldn't happen to be Nell, would it?" He shook his head, unable to help the small smile that formed on his lips. At the word "also," he looked up, eyes wide in curiosity. He had a box? Why a box? Dhyl tipped his head to the side, a trait he had developed in curiosity. When the older male handed the box to him, he blinked, but took it into his hands. Long, slender fingers opened the box, lifting the piece inside. "Thanks, Wyatt. It's nice. Sorry I didn't get you anything. I... didn't know I would have someone to get things for. I've only ever actually had one Valentine's Day ever. It was... a long time ago, so you'll have to forgive me if my etiquette is a bit rusty." He slipped the box into his inside jacket pocket, then pulled out a sugar quill. He really had to stop eating these things! Dhyl put the end in his mouth, offering a tiny grin to his lips. "How have you been, anyhow? We haven't talked in a while. Henry hates me too much to want to send letters.... or let me eat breakfast." He put the sweet back in his mouth, waiting patiently for an answer.
∞I’ᴍ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ᴅɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Sᴛᴀʀɪɴ’ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs∞
∞Sᴏ ʙʀᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Tᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ I’ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴛᴏ ғᴀɪʟ∞
∞Gᴏɪɴ’ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Jᴜᴍᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴀʀ∞
∞Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Wᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴀsʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ∞
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 10:03 pm
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Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, we'll be counting stars
↷Graduate of Salem Witches Institute ↶American Half-Blood Dhylan's Gift
↔Wyatt smiled as he watched Dhylan try and figure out who it was that actually wrote to him and it brightened as he guessed the name of the female correctly. "Got it in one. For all her forwardness, she does seem to care about you. She said something cheesy about how everyone deserves a Valentine on today or something mushy like that." he shrugged noncommittally to hide the uncomfortable blush that tried to spread to his cheeks as he thought of the letter and the intention behind her words. From what she was saying her friend had actually talked enough about him that it was warranted that he was indeed good enough to be a da-erm...escort. Crap that just made him sound like a whore. Well dammit he was a first class whore so to hell with labels! In the middle of his mental rant Wyatt realized the other male had taken the gift and had taken the ear cuff out the box to examine making him mentally smack himself for getting lost like that and another smack for wanting to grin like a loon when he said he liked it. He instead blinked as he spoke about being unused to having someone for Valentine's Day and found it odd that such a soft spoken and (yes dammit!) admittedly cute teen found it hard to get a nice special someone. His thought process was shut down however when Dhylan pulled a sugar quill out of no where and began to suck it though his lips and smiled asking him questions like there wasn't anything there.
Don't stare at his lips, don't stare at his lips, don't stare at his lips, don't ********> Wyatt thought as he completely began to stare at the teens lips for a grand total of three and a quarter second before coughing and looking away quickly. Thinking back over the question he realized that maybe answering it would keep him from staring creepily. "Alright I guess. The cold weather sort of made my knee act up a bit but after resting a bit it's been fine. Had the largest and oddest shipment last week though. Some guy came in and ordered fifty practice snitches because he was going to use them for something artsy fartsy before donating them and whatever. Anyway when he came to pick them up he tripped and the box flew out his hand and activated like thirty of them. Spent nearly nine hours trying to corral them all back in the box and I'm still finding the odd one fluttering around the store!" Despite his annoyed facial expression the laughter in his eyes and the chuckle that came at the end gave shine to the amusement he had actually felt about the whole thing. "Enough about me though, tonight's about you. How've you been? How are classes? I realize I should probably know all of these but considering Kalin hoards your letters like they're the Holy Sacrament kinda keeps a person out the loop." Wyatt shrugged but grin unabashedly.
Old, but I'm not that old I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
Young, but I'm not that bold Everything that drowns me makes me wanna fly
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told |
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 10:14 pm
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"Oh," Wren was taken aback at her sudden announcement of Tanya's whereabouts. Sure he'd of been pleased to run into her, but... he shuffled a little uncomfortably. He shouldn't be surprised she was dancing with Echo, and yet that was one mental image he would've been a little more at ease without. He smiled unabashed as she accepted. Dancing with a friend himself seemed the perfect distraction to unsettling thoughts. And really he hadn't particularly been expecting her to say yes - he was a year younger and probably not what you'd call the ideal bachelor. But then Elsie was always very sweet. No one else had of way of making him feel so welcome, though Tanya was a darn good runner-up. Tanya just made him feel lots of other things as well. "Would I?" He bowed and offered her a hand in good-natured, parodical formality. "I would be honored to have this dance." As he escorted her onto the floor he admitted, "It's been awhile since I did this, so sorry if I'm a bit rusty. Square dancing always suited me better. More lively and communal, you know?" But immediately her form told him that she'd had more than a couple free periods in primary school to learn this. "When you said 'lessons' you really meant proper lessons, huh?" He almost felt like he was overstepping his bounds, presuming to dance with her. What else was there to know about this girl who reminded him of the warmest sunshine and the most ambrosial flowers of his glade, he wondered?
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 10:18 pm
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ღI've been awake for a while nowღYou've got me feelin' like a child nowღ
ღ'Cause every time I see your bubbly faceღI get the tingles in a silly placeღ
ღThe rain is falling on my window paneღBut we are hiding in a safer placeღ
ღUnder covers staying safe and warmღYou give me feelings that I adoreღ
Lyre was completely mortified that she had run directly into Xavier. It was probably the dumbest thing she had ever done! He fumbled for a bit, then asked about her heels. "Yep. Mom sent them with the dress." She lifted the front of the dress a bit, showing off the short heels. "I've never actually worn heels before, so they're really hard to walk in. Not to mention I'm a wee bit clumsy in flats." She gave a tiny giggle, mostly to the fact that she was really clumsy, and prone to trip over air.
When Xavier complimented her "style," she couldn't help but blush. "Why thank you, Xavi! You look incredible too! A-And I wouldn't call this a new style, not really. I'll be plain old me tomorrow. It's just for today that I'm wearing something so... different." He gently placed the fallen strand behind her ear, letting his fingers brush her cheek. She felt her heartbeat slow to a crawl, suspending time as she looked into those beautiful blue eyes of his. She missed his words as she was still fighting the butterflies away. She did, however, feel his kiss, eagerly responding... until he pulled away. Lyre's eyes lit up when he offered her roses, then chocolates too?! "Oh Xavi! They're so beautiful! Thank you so much!" Tears filled her eyes, a vibrant smile showing on her lips. She stepped forward, kissing him right on the lips, before pulling back with a blush and a timid smile.
ღAnd it starts in my toesღMakes me crinkle my noseღWherever it goesღI always knowღ
ღThat you make me smileღPlease stay for a whileღNow just take your timeღWherever you goღ
ღDada dumdudum dumdadadadadumღOhbodododododododum mmm mmmღ
ღI always knowღ'Cause you make me smileღEven just for a whileღ |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 10:47 pm
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∞Lɪɢʜᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ∞
∞Tʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀ ᴄʜᴀsᴇ∞
∞Aɴᴅ I’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ∞
∞Aɴᴅ ғʟᴇᴇɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪs sᴄᴇɴᴇ∞
∞Aɴᴅ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ∞
∞Tʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴛʜɪɴᴋᴀʙʟᴇ∞
Dhylan rolled his eyes with a grin when Wyatt spoke of the cheesy letter Nell had sent him. "Well, it's nice to know she cares enough to do something like this. I was planning on reading a book on the Mythology of Ancient Rome when you showed up outta nowhere and scared me half to death." His voice held a bit of a tease to it, the teen quite happy he wasn't totally alone at this party... thing. He resumed his munching, eyes full of innocence to his accidental flirtation. At the story of the snitches, he chuckled a bit, smiling. "Who in the name of bloody 'ell would need fifty Snitches? Isn't the one pain enough? Not that I'd know, sure, as I've been Chaser since my first year. Though... Fifty? And for something artsy? Must be some modern piece I couldn't comprehend if I wanted to do as such." He bit off a piece of the sweet, balancing it lightly in his teeth. He thought back to when he was a little kid, and he broke his two front teeth by flipping over his bicycle's handlebars. As he reminisced, his tongue lightly grazed the edge of his teeth, which he had had straightened when all his adult teeth had come in place. As Wyatt asked about him, Dhyl shrugged, thinking before he spoke. "I've been alright, I suppose, no major injuries or illnesses that I didn't cause myself. Classes are going good, as is Quidditch, and friends... I think. I don't know. I have been too... something to talk much, but it doesn't matter." He hated talking about himself, since he always sounded boring... or in need of therapy. There was a good reason he liked to keep to himself. When Kalin was mentioned, he tilted his head again. "Oh? How is he? And... where is he? I'm sure if he was here, I'd have him bouncing about offering me cookies or some such. Little does he know the way to win my heart is with sweet buns. Gramma's are the best, besides Momma's, of course." The teen grinned, thinking of the snacks his grandmother had sent him, still waiting on his bed. He would feast tonight after he switched his suit for pajama pants and his favorite tee shirt. Oh yes. Tonight was going to be fantastic.
∞I’ᴍ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ᴅɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Sᴛᴀʀɪɴ’ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs∞
∞Sᴏ ʙʀᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Tᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ I’ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴛᴏ ғᴀɪʟ∞
∞Gᴏɪɴ’ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Jᴜᴍᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴀʀ∞
∞Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ∞
∞Wᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴀsʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ∞
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 11:25 pm
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ＧＵＩＤＥ ＭＥ ↻ ｙｅａｈ ↘ ＴＡＫＥ ＭＥ ＴＯＧＥＴＨＥＲ ＷＩＴＨ ＹＯＵ ＴＯ ＴＨＥ
ＰＬＡＣＥ ＷＨＥＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＬＩＶＥ ♡Ｈ ＥＶＥＮ ＩＦ ＴＨＥ ＷＯＲＬＤ ＥＮＤＳ ↩
ｉ’ｌｌ ｆｏｌｌｏｗ ↯ ｆｒｏｍ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｙｏｕ ｓｏ ｐ ━ ＰＬＥＡＳＥ ＤＯＮ’Ｔ ＧＯ !.
ᴇνᴇɴ wнᴇɴ ᴛнᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴιɴɢ cᴏᴍᴇs ⋮ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ
❀ ᴛнιs ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛнᴀᴛ ι'ᴍ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍιɴɢ ⋮ ʏᴏu'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴀuᴛιғuʟ ʙuᴛᴛᴇʀғʟʏ ❀
”You’ll get the hang of it in no time,” Xavier encouraged, smiling at her. ”Besides, we’re gonna dance later. And I can catch you every time you tumble. But,” he smirked coolly, ”you’ll give me a kiss every time you did so. Juuuust like old times.” He cheered himself inwardly, though wondered just how in Merlin’s beard he’s getting this stuff. Well, everyone can have different styles some time. He smiled again at her giggle. He’ll never get enough of this.
He raised his brows at her next statement though. ”Whatever kind of style you are, you’ll always be my princess,” finishing his sentence by bowing and kissing the tips of her knuckles. And during the short kiss, he couldn’t help but notice her… eagerness. That made him smile lopsidedly. And at her reaction with the roses and chocolates, he chuckled. Then, this time, it was her that initiated the kiss. He responded, just as she did, until she pulled away. ”You’re welcome. Beautiful roses are meant to be given to beautiful girls. Like you.” He kissed her again, this time longer, and wrapped his arm on her waist and pulled her to him. After the kiss that almost left him breathless he said, ”And there are more gifts later. So get ready. And, well, shall we dance?”
Mood ⋮ Playfully brave xxxx❇xxxxLocation ⋮ Cupid Ballxxxx❇xxxxCompany ⋮ Random people… Lyrexxxx❇xxxxCurrently Reading ⋮ too nervous to read ❛ooc❜ Gift for Lyre |
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 11:52 pm
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♫ Pureblood ♫ Chaser ♫ Dating Cameron Rowley ♫
۩I love this гєς๏г๔ baby, but I can't see รҭгคเﻮђҭ anymore.۩
۩Just ∂คภςє, Gonna be ๏кคұ.۩
Elli wandered onto the dance floor, looking around for Cam. She was sure he would be here, and if he wasn't he'd be there soon. It was valentine's day after all and he had promised he would go with her to the dance. She twirled around in her dress a couple times bored out of her mind. Her messy, unruly, usually wavy/curly hair was straightened and tied into an elegant updo. She had makeup on for once, and have even managed to color coordinate her entire outfit to the same pale yellow color.
She had honestly put all her effort into looking nice tonight. It was the last school event she would be going to while Cam was still in school with her. Next year, he'd be off playing for a Quidditch team while she'd be stuck all lonely at the school. It would be horrid. So she had to make the best of her time now.
OOC: ...
۩I can't гє๓є๓๒єг, but it's alright, I'm คใгเﻮђҭ.۩
۩Just ∂คภςє, Gonna be ๏кคұ.۩
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 12:22 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 12:50 am
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 1:01 am
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ღLook at me you may think you seeღ
ღWho I really am but you'll never know meღ
ღEvery day it's as if I play a partღ
ღNow I see if I wear a maskღ
ღI can fool the world but I cannot fool my heartღ
ღWho is that girl I see staring straight back at me?ღ
ღWhen will my reflection show who I am inside?ღ
Remy felt more than a bit awkward as she hurried from Hogsmeade to the castle she once noted as a second home. As she walked through the halls, her heels clicked, the young woman not certain who she would discover on her journey. Gold eyes flicked back and forth as she sniffed, following the mass smell to the Great Hall. When she arrived, Remy took a second to adjust her hair and take a calming breath. She hadn't seen her beloved Rufus in what seemed like ages, and was certainly happy to do so. She easily caught sight of the teen, a small smile spreading on her lips. Remy held a confident stride as she walked up behind him, then covered her hands over his eyes, making sure to pinch his nose as well. He was a werewolf too, and she knew he'd easily be able to pinpoint her smell in the crowd. "Guess who, if you haven't already figured me out." She grinned, then kissed his cheek before releasing him. Gold eyes sparkled in the light as Remy moved swiftly to hug the taller brunette.
ღMust I pretend that I'm someone else for all time?ღ
ღThere's a heart that must be free to flyღ
ღThat burns with a need to know the reason whyღ
ღWhy must we all conceal what we think and how we feel?ღ
ღMust there be a secret me I'm forced to hide?ღ
ღI won't pretend that I'm someone else for all timeღ
ღWhen will my reflection show who I am inside?ღ
ღWhen will my reflection show who I am inside?ღ
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 1:12 am
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 ✯ You say we're both little people and you like it that way, but in time I'm gonna put this body to shame
✯ And grow old, wear a suit like my old man. Pack up all my things and get my a** out of town.
✯ We've got it good, whether you like this town or not. I know it's small but with a big head, it's bound to get hot...
In the summer, but the summer is a bummer if you can't leave this pathetic excuse for a town. ✯
That holds all your memories, a lifetime of crushes and your broken dreams. ✯
To be anywhere but here, but baby anywhere is away from me. ✯
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Chris grinned at the girl, who was blushing and smiling back at him. Oh, good! He made her smile! Mission accomplished. The boy stuck his hands in his pockets, breathing in the silence between the two of them. The girl seemed to be staring at him, but he didn't mind. He just kept on smiling. Eventually, she looked away, but she seemed embarrassed by her actions. How adorable! "It's a ball, so you've gotta dance." he said. "I'm Christofer, by the way. Christofer Little, Second Year Hufflepuff, at your service." He withdrew a hand and offered it to the girl, bowing just a little. "Would you like to dance? If you don't want to, that's fine."
OOC: Sick!Heather is sick, thus her posts are horrid.
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✯ If you got it all figured out, then what is there to shout about? ✯
✯ This midwest town is gonna miss you. ✯
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 1:23 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 1:39 am
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I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me. I still feel your touch in my dream. Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why. Without you it's hard to survive.
Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky. They wipe away tears that I cry. The good and the bad times, we've been through them all. You make me rise when I fall. 'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling. And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last. Need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static. And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky. Can't you hear my heart beat so... I can't let you go. Want you in my life.
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Annabeth entered the ballroom on the arm of her dashingly handsome date for the evening. She looked around the room, taking in the amazing decorations. "Wow..." she muttered, staring in awe at the wonderful setting around her. Blue eyes drifted to a blushing Romy, who was complimenting her on her dress. This gown wasn't like the one her grandmother had picked out for her to wear to the Brighton Estate that one time. No, Anna picked it out herself. It was a deep navy blue, shorter in the front while the back went down to her ankles, and tighter around her core. She thought that she pulled it off well.
Romy was an emotional wreck, blushing like mad and trying to joke with her. Anna giggled softly, a smile lighting up her face. A gloved hand caressed the boy's cheek as she leaned up to peck the other with her lips. "Romulus, you're a horrid actor, but thank you. I was hoping you'd like it." she said. Anna looked back across the ballroom as couples started to dance. The girl was an awful dancer with her two left feet, and Romy knew that. He'd probably still make her dance, though. "So what's first on our agenda? Dancing? Dinner? A stroll through the Corridor of Love, perhaps?" This was her first Valentine's Day with an actual valentine. She wanted it to be perfect, but she knew it would be regardless. She was spending it with her love, after all.
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xxxx♥ Loving Romulus Bleiddiaid
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 1:40 am
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ღLook at me you may think you seeღ
ღWho I really am but you'll never know meღ
ღEvery day it's as if I play a partღ
ღNow I see if I wear a maskღ
ღI can fool the world but I cannot fool my heartღ
ღWho is that girl I see staring straight back at me?ღ
ღWhen will my reflection show who I am inside?ღ
Remy smiled at Rufus, exceedingly happy to be in his warm embrace on a night that their bones wouldn't all shatter. Well.... hopefully. "I missed you too, Rufus! It's really boring to be home all the time without having a cute boy to cuddle." Another smile overtook her face, The girl beyond happy to be near her boyfriend again, and in such a romantic setting, at that! When he apologized for missing her games, she gave a small laugh. "Rufus... you've played me in Quidditch. It's basically the same, except now I'm the awkward young one on the team. It's like being a franky first year all over again." She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. "As you asked, I've been good. Lots of sitting for Kerali or helping Mum and Da in the shop on occasion. You know, when I'm not training my arse off. How 'bout you?" She looked into his eyes, the bright green gems she'd fallen in absolute love with. She loved his eyes, even if she did occasionally miss the brown ones he had before he'd been bitten. Oh well. It was a sign that the two shared a secret, one that bonded them in a way far beyond simple friendship. She wondered which bond was stronger, that of packmates or boyfriend and girlfriend. After a moment of thought, she settled on the latter, knowing their love was something precious and beautiful, whereas their status as packmates had been forced upon them and brought loads of pain upon them. Yes, she was much happier to have his love than she would be for anything else in the world.
He was her Rufus, and she would love him until her very last breath.
ღMust I pretend that I'm someone else for all time?ღ
ღThere's a heart that must be free to flyღ
ღThat burns with a need to know the reason whyღ
ღWhy must we all conceal what we think and how we feel?ღ
ღMust there be a secret me I'm forced to hide?ღ
ღI won't pretend that I'm someone else for all timeღ
ღWhen will my reflection show who I am inside?ღ
ღWhen will my reflection show who I am inside?ღ
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