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[kieronsomhairle]

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CALL ME A SAFE BET
I ' M B E T T I N G I ' M N O T
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Eyes trailed back and forth, watching the influx of students and Ana at the same time. He knew that he should be going, that there were still things to get done before he could finally relax and exhale the long breath the week had him hold. "Oh nothing...he's just an ass, is all. Every time he sees me with a girl he assumes I must be having it on with her." Rolling his eyes at this his lips pulled together in a thoughtful motion, eyes flickering with amusement. I could be a detriment to your reputation or something. He did not say it aloud as he saw no need to at the current moment; he'd probably get a good jab in the ribs and lord only knows he didn't want to get off on the wrong foot or leave on the wrong note.

Gaze flickered in vague surprise at the compliment. He had not expected it from her and the effect was a pleasant one: he smiled. Lips twitching ever so slightly, "Well, I'm glad. Kieron Somhairle: Stereotype Smasher. I kinda like that title." Stretching and cracking his back, a vile habit that annoyed his mother to know end, he did a quick check of his belongings to ensure that none of it had been left strewed about. He would try for the mysterious exit but probably fail--he was never very good at pretending the way other males seemed to. That nothing mattered, that nothing bothered him. It was probably the reason why he was always stuck in friendship mode with every single female he had ever known. "I'm proud of us, there was no hexing or throat splitting. We should do this more often! Three Broomsticks next weekend, I'll buy you a drink and you can pretend to be annoyed with me?"

Rising to his full six foot and some odd inch height he sighed, "I've got to get back to being a clumsy oaf up in my dorm where I can concentrate. I'm glad that we met." Now I have someone else to have a hopeless 'like' on.

NOTES Mmkay, now we iz done with dis post so we can move on to da next one! x3
TAGGED MJ!.
CREDIT BY HEY BAYBAY !? AT CAUTION !

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[analeigh taryn avery]

( WHENEVER THE END IS DO YOU THINK YOU CAN SEE IT? )

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”Hmm, moron he is then” the blonde spoke quietly while allowing her eyes to follow the boy that was now known as the moron. For a second she just watched him, but her attention slowly moved away from him as she looked back over to Kieron. Truthfully the Slytherin hated people that were like that, jumping to a conclusion before even knowing any of the facts. It was just one of those things that got people into trouble as well. ”You just got lucky I wasn’t in a bad mood or else maybe there would have been some hexing” Analeigh joked as she smiled ever so slightly. The Slytherin thought for a moment about the offer he had just made her. The blonde nodded her head slowly to let him know that she had agreed, ”Mmhm, yeah sure” she replied as her lips slowly lifted into a smile.

Watching the Gryffindor as he stood up, Analeigh looked up and parted her mouth to speak, ”Yeah, it was nice meeting you” her soft voice spoke out. For a few minutes Analeigh just watched him as he left the Common Room. She was really glad she had met him, he was nice to talk to and well he seemed like one of those people who did not care what house you were in. However, Analeigh was not like that, she really only talked to people that were in Slytherin. Somehow she has sat there for more than a minute talking to a Gryffindor.

Sighing lightly the young blonde grabbed her cloak that lay on one side of the chair that she sat in. There was no reason for her to be here anymore, so the Slytherin decided that she would head back down to the dungeons to the Common Room. Hopefully it was not empty and well Analeigh hoped that there was someone to talk to there. Carefully Analeigh rose from the chair and held the cloak in one arm as she pushed her way out of the Common Room – making sure that she did not walk into any of the first years, or making sure that none of the first years touched her. Analeigh rolled her eyes slightly as someone walked in front of her as she headed towards the stairs.

It was funny how when Analeigh first came into the General Common Room, she seemed like she was in a bad mood, and she got slightly worse when Kieron nearly crushed her. However, once she had started to talk to him, Analeigh become more relaxed and happier. Not many people had that kind of effect on the girl, but somehow the Gryffindor had made her forget about him knocking her feet as he started to talk to her. Now that was the kind of Analeigh that was rare…

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