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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 26, 2006 18:38:17 GMT
Boggleworth limped into the Three Broomsticks holding Grace's hand, ordering some butterbeer he pulled out a chair for Grace to sit down saying "voila, mademoiselle!" he then staggered to his own chair and fell into it grinning but as he sat down a little parcel fell from his robes, he quickly grabbed it stuffing it back, smiling at Grace
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 26, 2006 18:45:28 GMT
Grace looked suspiciously at Bog and asked, "what was that?" She couldn't stop smiling though to give him a vaguely serious look.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 26, 2006 18:48:11 GMT
Boggleworth gulped "well I wanted to give it too you later! but seen as though you're so nosy!" he joked, he delved into his robes throwing the parcel to Grace "just a little something!" he laughed as he propped his bad foot onto a chair, to get it comfortable, he smiled hoping Grace would like it
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 26, 2006 19:05:35 GMT
Grace eyed the parcel suspiciously. She turned it around and around in her hands. "What is it?" she asked. She looked at Bog's face and studied it trying to see if it would portray some hint of what my be hiding in the parcel. She looked back to the parcel and held it firm in her hands. she ripped the paper off and saw ... "what is it?" she asked curiously.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 26, 2006 19:12:48 GMT
Boggleworth laughed, seeing the curious expression on Grace's face "well! it's erm, a thingy can't remember the name of it! for stopping nightmares! and the other's a ring, for, well love I suppose! actually it's got some sort of charm on to protect you!" Boggleworth said grinning hoping Grace would like the gifts. They wouldn't show how much he loved her but at least he'd tried
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 26, 2006 19:33:03 GMT
Grace looked at the strange instrument and the ring. She smiled at them, then at Bog. "Thanks!" she said, "I love them!" She slipped the ring onto a delicate finger and smiled at it. She examined the strange 'nightmare stopper'. "How's it work?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with love and happiness.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 26, 2006 19:38:16 GMT
Boggleworth laughed happily because Grace looked happy too, "well I didn't ask that, maybe you have to swallow it!" he joked "nah probably just have it close to you! I don't really know!" he laughed
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 26, 2006 20:30:20 GMT
"I'll have to make sure that Puff Chip doesn't get to it." Grace rolled the gadget in her hands feeling the texture under her cold fingers. She put it in her pocket and tapped it lightly, "safe keeping!" she explained.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 27, 2006 13:34:07 GMT
"keep it secret! keep it safe!" exclaimed Boggleworth jokily. The drinks arrived and Boggleworth took a sip of his butterbeer "ah the very best eh? so how's...things at the min?"
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 28, 2006 20:52:16 GMT
Grace took her mug of butterbeer and smile. She had the past few days events realing through her head, she looked into Bog's eyes, "well, um, nothing much really!" She took a long sip of her butterbeer, then set the mug down gently. "How are 'prefect duties'?'' she tried to say it like he did but ended up sounding a little foolish, she thought. She giggled at her own silliness.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 28, 2006 21:03:36 GMT
"ah being elusive are we?" smiled Boggleworth "you can't actually be interested in prefect duties can you?" asked Boggleworth putting on an exagggerated shocked voice
"well they're fine, but taking up time I could be spending with you!"
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 28, 2006 21:19:13 GMT
Grace smiled and avoided Bog's eyes. That was so cute, she thought. She sipped her butterbeer and looked back at Bog. "Girty's worried!" she said. Their conversation (about the two of them getting together) the other night wouldn't leave her.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 29, 2006 8:51:24 GMT
"Girt worried! well I never!" Boggleworth had noticed but he wasn't quite sure what to do about it though "why should she be worried?"
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 29, 2006 12:49:13 GMT
Grace avoided Bogs eyes. Instead stared into her glass. "She's worried that the two of us being together is going to change the three of us being friends." Grace whispered her words and almost added that she was worried about the same thing but changed her mind. She ran her finger on the rim of her glass, distracted.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 30, 2006 18:02:19 GMT
Boggleworth snorted, "now why would she think that, we'll always be the best of friends, nothing can seperate us!" he said cheerfully but not quite with enough conviction
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