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Post by Christi Locke on Jan 4, 2008 16:09:44 GMT
Christi shut the door behind her as she walked out of Honeydukes. Ah, it felt so nice to have a day off. She wrapped her jacket more closely around her and let her hair be teased by the wind.
Rissy's outfit today was practical for what she was looking for. She wore a black dress that came just above her knees, with bright high-heeled shoes. Her hair was kept down, and curled nicely around her delicate face. Her dress dipped slightly down in the middle, but it wasn't noticeable under her jacket. A smile was worn on her cherry red lips as she walked past the shops.
Christi, as usual, had her charm on. She turned away any person she didn't find interesting, which happened to be a lot of men. A heart breaker she was often called. But men soon forgot that once they were caught within her net. She had yet to find a person who could fight off a veela's charm.
Now, what Rissy couldn't understand was why her daughter didn't love this. She had the looks for it. Her mother's bright blue eyes, and her father's dark curly hair. Plus she was half veela. She could get any guy if she wanted to. But that was the scary thing, she didn't want to.
With a smile, she turned down yet another man, saying a soft 'No thanks' and walking on her way. A veela truly was a force to be reckoned with.
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Post by diego on Jan 9, 2008 1:47:04 GMT
Just another day danceless. That was all Diego thought about, not what he was going to eat or what pretty girl he should talk to, yeah, he wasnt like all the other guys. Diego was sensitive, a little wild once you got to know the lad and a wonder to be around, but still, his heart was not made of stone. He was a little softy, and yes, dancing was the only thing on his mind, usually.
As he walked down the streets of Hogsmeade, he walked past many men who all seemed to be heartbroken or something. Diego raised an eyebrow as he looked at the mass upon mass of people with sad faces and furrowed brows, some even sitting on benches, heads in their hands and shaking furiously, an occasional sobbing noise could be heard from them. The only explanation for this Diego could come up with was, either all their girlfriends were cheating on them, or they had broken up with them. It hadnt even occured to Diego to think Veela. He had never seen one, he doubted he ever would.
It was unusal for Deigo to come out here, he never really left the castle, and who would have thought the day he did decide to, he would run into someone who he couldnt resist. It was the charm of the veela right? So it wasnt really like Deigo could help himself. Though, this had yet to come as he walked past the shops, looking in the windows at things.
His mother had told him to watch for the veela as Hogwarts usually had its fair share, but yet he had not come across one. Then again he didnt suppose veelas looked much different to other people, unless they switched on that you-cant-resist-me button. Then all the male population were basically, screwed.
As he walked further down the street, he saw a woman letting a man down, though it didnt look to gentle. As the guy skulked off Diego looked at her, worst mistake. As he did, his eyes wouldnt move off her, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her figure was simply perfect and he was sure she would be amazing in a dance, he even figured she would be better than Diego himself and he had done it almost all his life. The woman was getting closer and Diego's mouth was going very dry, his heart seemed to have both stopped, and got stuck in his throat. Talk about love at first sight.
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Post by Christi Locke on Jan 9, 2008 22:27:15 GMT
Christi tossed some of her hair over her shoulder, utterly bored. It was starting to get warmer, so she unbuttoned her jacket and took it off, draping it over one arm. With a small sigh, she continued on, walking at a slightly slower pace.
The veela just barely noticed a boy standing somewhat near her. Hmph, looked like a student. Hogwarts student is what he must've been. Same school as her Felicity no? Just then, an idea hit her, causing a smile to flash across her face.
Rissy walked over to the boy, and air of confidence about her. "Excuse me, but do you go to Hogwarts? Are you a student there?" There was no chance of her hiding her excitement as she grinned at the boy. She could find out more about her dear daughter from this young chap.
In truth, Felicity barely told her mother anything. She tended to stay away from her and her millions of boyfriends. Rissy though, always wanted to be in Felicity's business and always wanted to know what she was doing. And, probably most of all, she wanted her daughter to find a boyfriend. She had been gifted with the veela's charm, so why not use it like her dear mother did?
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Post by diego on Jan 10, 2008 5:05:28 GMT
Diego watched as the woman took off her jacket and draped it over her arm. Swallowing as she did, it was like all his boyish emotions were coming to him all at once and there was nothing he could do about it. Running a hand through his hair nervously, he half wished her to walk past him so these feelings would go away, and half wished her to talk to him. Though he knew that her talking to him would only end disasterously.
He saw her look at him, and a smile was on her face, he gave a smile back and lowered his head so he was looking at the floor, I did not want to catch her eye, that... At least I think I did not. When he next looked up, she was stood infront of him, causing a slight reddening in Diegos cheeks.
"Yes I do and Yes I am" he told her with a smile on his face, he could see her excitemement as she talked of the school, a lot of men walking past them, throwing him death stares, it was not Diego's fault the woman had decided to speak to him instead of them was it?
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Post by Christi Locke on Jan 15, 2008 22:33:03 GMT
Christi grinned wider and grabbed the boy's arm. She laced her arm through his and started to walk again. "Perfect then dear. Just the kind of person I was looking for."
"What house and year are you?" Rissy glanced back at the boy, and smirked. "Cute too, do you have a girlfriend? I bet everyone is jealous then." Maybe she just liked to hear herself talk, because she continued to babble on.
Men walked past them, first looking longingly at Christi, then glaring at the boy. "Oh dear, I never asked for your name. I'm Christi Locke. Pleased to meet you." She grinned again. "So who're you? Maybe I know your name from somewhere."
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Post by diego on Jan 15, 2008 22:41:08 GMT
Diego felt himself flush slightly, well a little more than slight as she laced her arm through his. Stubborn flushing sensation! He yelled at himself, You never flush over a girl Diego, stop it right now! Though no matter how much he yelled at himself in his head, he couldnt stop flushing. Running his free hand on the end of his free arm through his hair he spoke softly, "Oh, well... Thats nice" For talking wasnt his strong point at this moment in time.
"Im a Gryffindor" Diego told her as he found himself looking back into her eyes and almost getting lost in them, nearly forgetting to answer her questions, which she seemed to have a few of right now, of course. This did not seem strange to him, that an older woman, as beautiful as she was, could take such an interest in a almost seemingly idiot, in lust, hormonal teenage boy. "Im a sixth year and no, I dont have a girlfriend so there is no-one for anyone to be jelous of. Unless you count those men wanting to be stood where I am right about now" he gave a small laugh and it didnt occur to him that this may be what she was actually talking about.
Locke? I've heard that name before he thought to himself. Though put that thought away from his mind as he saw yet another man glare at him. He somehow doubted he wasnt getting out of Hogsmeade alive today. "Diego Garciá, Im not from around here so I dont think you'd know my name." Though he would be surprised, pleasantly of course, if she did.
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Post by Christi Locke on Jan 15, 2008 22:56:39 GMT
Christi nodded. "Gryffindor eh? Nice house. The loyal and brave ones as I've heard." Sixth year did he say? Fay had friends that were sixth years didn't she? Yea, some boy that was on her quidditch team. Ah well, she'd remember his name later.
Rissy glanced around at the men who seemed to be glaring. She shook her head at them and continued to walk forward. "Don't worry about them, they're just frustrated." A small smirk crept to her lips as she glanced around. Wow, she was popular tonight.
"Diego? Nope, I don't believe my daughter's ever mentioned you. Sorry." Her brow furrowed slightly as she tried to connect the name, but nothing came to mind. "Nope, nothing."
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Post by diego on Jan 15, 2008 23:08:35 GMT
"Well they can be" He said as he carried on walking, his arm supporting hers, lucky he wasnt as small as some of the people in his year, though he wasnt the tallest either, he knew people who toward over him. Maxi for example, he had never spoke to the guy but he knew that Maxi was over 6ft. Deigo always thought he was tall at 5''12 but that was ridiculous. "Though bravery and loyalty dont always sum up the people in Gryffindor," he said, though wasnt entirely sure on what he meant.
"So long as they stay that way and dont take their frustration out with wand movements, i'll be content" he laughed, not really wanting a street full of grown wizards who probably knew more spells than Diego had eaten meals. He knew if they all took thier frustrations out on him the only thing Diego could do was stand there and take it and try to make sure none hit Christi. Though he doubted somehow that any of them would, he wasnt a fool, he knew they all wanted her and were peeved at Diego cause he was the one getting her attention.
"Your daughter?" he asked, mildly surprised. He had never seen anyone who looked like Christi at the school, and he would have remembered if he had. A pretty girls face never escapes his mind, though he can honestly say he doesnt usually do much if he does see a girl he likes. He usually just lets them be and doesnt bother them.
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Post by Christi Locke on Jan 15, 2008 23:17:21 GMT
"Oh they're harmless really. They won't hurt you, don't worry." Christi laughed and waved her hand flippantly. She acted as if this happened all the time. But, then again, it probably did. Rissy usually walked around with a guy on a daily basis. It was an odd sight not to see her with one.
"Oh yes, my daughter Felicity. She looks more like her father than me really. Except her eyes, she has my blue eyes." Christi grinned again. "Spirited young girl. Always has been. Even after-" She stopped herself, eyes tightening. "Well, I'm not going to go into a biography or anything." Rissy laughed to cover up her pause, trying to push the thought out of her mind.
"Do you know my daughter? I can never seem to remember her friend's names." Her brow furrowed again. Rissy was never really good with names anyway, not unless she really knew the person. And she never really got many chances to speak with Fay's friends.
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Post by diego on Jan 15, 2008 23:25:44 GMT
"Well you never know" Diego said as he looked at a man who seemed to have fire in his eyes, "Men who want something so badlt will go to any lengths to get it" This was supposed to be a thought, but it seemed Diego was having trouble keeping his thoughts in his head right now, flushing again he looked at the ground.
He knew that name from somewhere, he had possibly met her once, but he wouldnt say he knew her. He thought for a minute before opening his mouth once more to speak, "We have a couple of classes together and she's on the Quidditch Team... But apart from that i dont really see her" he smiled though, he knew she was daring which kind of made him question the sorting hats desicion on her. She seemed less studious and more adventerous.
"I wouldnt say im a friend of your daughters" he laughed, "People usually have to know each others first names and hang out more to be classed as a friend, and the only hanging out me and your daughter do are in classes and flying through the air, hardly social events really" he smiled as he looked down the street, and as a man passed him, he was sure he heard him growl in frustration.
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Jan 16, 2008 0:13:41 GMT
Ash strolled along the streets of Hogsmeade, it was a beautiful Saturday afternoon and Ash was wearing his usual 'Saturday outfit' that consisted of black drainpipes (superskinny jeans) with his favorite studded black belt, black and white checkered vans and a tight blue t-shirt with the words Kiss, Don't Kill, printed on it. The eyeliner and shadow around his eyes were blue. Shoving his hands into his pockets, which was no easy feat seeing how tight his jeans were! He walked with his head down, until he bumped into someone of course. "Oh sorry." he said stumbling back. Looking up he saw a blond haired woman, and Diego? "Uh hey Diego. What brings you out here?"
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Post by diego on Jan 16, 2008 0:20:50 GMT
Diego was about to say something else to Christi when someone banged into him. At first he thought it was one of the jelous men though soon came to realise it was none other than Ashton. After the initial shock of things, he managed to smile as he looked at the other boy. "Oh uh" he mumbled, "I was walking, then looking... Then walking and talking" And now babbling... Way to not make the woman think your a complete moron Diego thought angrily to himself. "To cut a long story short of course" He said with a smile, though another flush covered his cheeks as he looked at Christi again. Smooth coverup Diego! Your uncle would be proud to call you his nephew
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Jan 16, 2008 0:31:32 GMT
Ash raised an eyebrow at Diego's rambling answer. "So, let'e see if I have this correct, you were walking, and looking, then walking an talking, and now you're walking and rambling?"
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Post by Christi Locke on Jan 18, 2008 22:08:00 GMT
Christi was about to say something until some random boy ran into Diego. She blinked slightly and stumbled back, a little thrown off by the extra nudge. "Um. Hello." Rissy pouted a little, slightly peeved that the boy didn't say a hello to her or acknowledge her in any way. She did have her charm on after all.
Rissy unhooked her arm from Diego's and crossed her arms across her chest --much like Felicity-- and glared slightly at the black haired kid. "And who might you be?" She raised one eyebrow. It was clear that Diego knew the kid, possibly they went to the same school then. Weird.
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Jan 18, 2008 22:14:19 GMT
Ash looked up at the woman, he could feel the charm, but surprisingly, or maybe not surprisingly, it didn't seem to affect him. Flashing a charming smile of his own he answered, "I'm Ashton. Ashton McLane."
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