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Post by Thom Moen on Jul 13, 2006 19:53:48 GMT
Thom considered her questions. "Well... I don't like it. But I still drink it. I expect it's more of a sadist's drink, but it gives a hot feeling and buzz afterwards, so yeah, it hurts like hell but I expect you'd like it." he smiled toothily. "Knock it off or I'll knock you out of Hogwarts!" he laughed.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 13, 2006 20:36:22 GMT
Girty stepped backwards in shock at the last statement.
"You have no power over me." She looked again at Thom's pocket.
"But the temptation is great." She looked away almost not wishing to see the temptation.
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Post by Thom Moen on Jul 14, 2006 10:02:32 GMT
Thom smirked, delighted. Slowly, and making sure she could hear the sloshing of the warm liquid inside it, Thom drew out the flask. He let it dangle from it's chain. "Something to enhance this little jaunt?" he waggled it at her.
"And there's always more where this came from. Go on - I like a girl who can hold now a drink. Lets see if you can!"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 14, 2006 18:23:39 GMT
Girty turned around and watched the flask swing on the chain. She liked her lips at the thought of the liquid passing through them and slowly sliding down her throat.
"I should not..but i want to. No i should not. That is why I'm in Hufflepuff."
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Post by Thom Moen on Jul 15, 2006 10:13:18 GMT
Thom, with slow ease, untwisted the worn silver cap. He moved closer to Girty and held it right up next to her face. "Smells good, doesn't it?" he suggested as he passed it under her nose, letting the unhealthy fumes waft up her sinuses. "But if you really don't think you can handle it..." Thom withdrew it, and looking at her side ways he perched it on the brim of his own lips, tipping it just short of letting any come out. He watched her patiently for her decison.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 21, 2006 18:24:30 GMT
She slowly licked her lips and breathed in deeply. Her mouth went dry but she manged to talked in a small, croaky voice.
"I rebel in other ways."
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Post by Miranda Wick on Aug 3, 2006 12:48:13 GMT
Miranda was walking around the streets and she had found a very nice bench to sit on which was by a tree. However when sitting there a Hufflepuff seemed to be meeting different people. When came out a tree, and then knocked over a fence and then disappeared when the other guest seemed to be older then her. Then yet another boy turned up. Her figures started to tap on the bench. After a long time of thinking Miranda thought she might as well talk to them. Slipping of the bench she walked towards where the fence once stood. Then raising her arm she tapped the by on the shoulder.
"Excuse me but should you really have that?" her voice wavered with nervous, but her heart was thumping creating a surge of energy.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 4, 2006 14:20:22 GMT
Girty looked over Thom's shoulder to see another person standing there.
"Can i help?" She asked looking at the girl. Girty tried to smile but her eyes kept wondering towards the bottle which Thom kept waving in front of her. Shaking her head to break the trance once again Girty looked at Miranda.
"Sorry i have never met you. Girty Hubbles."
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Post by Miranda Wick on Aug 4, 2006 20:43:59 GMT
Miranda looked at the girl. She eyed the bottle again which kept taking Girtys attention.
"I do not think..." She was about to repeat what she had said before but thought better for it. She smiled back and gave a small wave.
"Miranda Wick. Nice to meet you Miss Hubble's." she flicked her hair over her shoulder and then stepped form behind Thom and came to there sides.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 4, 2006 20:50:53 GMT
Girty waved back, before looking to the ground. They feel silent as the wind blew past them. She tried to think of something to say before blurting something out.
"Girt or Girty. That is what people call me. Only teachers call me Miss Hubbles." she trailed off and once again took to the occupation of looking at her feet.
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Post by Miranda Wick on Aug 5, 2006 10:24:07 GMT
Miranda was still eying up the two people. When she had come to the conclusion that despite the boy had a drink and was clearly under age and that the girl seemed to be very tempted by that they must be good people.
"Panda!" She said loudly. Noticing everyone shocked faces she thought it might be best to explain herself.
"Panda is what my dad calls me. It sort of rhymes with Miranda. His idea of a joke." Her face grew very pale as she thought about the pressure her parents would be putting on her, if they knew she was just standing around.
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Post by Thom Moen on Aug 5, 2006 13:26:18 GMT
Thom sipped slowly from the flask, feeling it begin to work on him much more effectively. 'I can have whatever I like.' he smiled. 'I'm of age!' he wandered away from the fence a little towards the shade, fearing his fire whiskey was beginning to warm the flask.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 18:03:41 GMT
Girty looked at Miranda.
"Well then Panda. As Thom did inform you he is old enough but I'm not so him tempting me was very wrong of him." Girty laughed and moved towards him in the shade. She then turned around and looked at Miranda.
"Are you going to stand there like a muffin or move over so it looks like you have company?"
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Post by Miranda Wick on Aug 5, 2006 18:28:34 GMT
Miranda rubbed her arm to comfort herself with the nervous that were building up. She walked slowly over towards Girty and looked at her with a quizzical look.
"Your not old enough. Pray what is your age?"
As soon as she said it she knew it was a stupid question and also she had said it in a strange way.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 20:25:07 GMT
Girty looked at Miranda a bit ashamed. She had been acting unkind to her and did feel bad. She had a feeling this girl was older then her and so really should not act all high and mighty.
"I'm 15. I know i don't act like my age most of the time."
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