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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 15, 2007 21:03:32 GMT
As Mort spoke Girty managed to regain control of her mind and looked at him with a small smile. “Yes everything is fine I just remembered that I had not handed in some homework to Professor Fagin.”
Girty took a deep breath an hoped that Mort would either fall for the lie or simply not pursue the topic anymore. She gave him yet another quick smile before picking up her mug and had a long gulp of the liquid.
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Jan 15, 2007 21:06:47 GMT
"I see." Mort said as he took another drink. "How are you doing in his class?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 15, 2007 21:13:25 GMT
As Mort asked about the class Girty could not help put laugh thinking about the last lesson she had when only her and Grace turned up. Putting her glass back on the table she looked at Mort and explained to him about how he complained about her homework being too full of emotion, how he walked out the class for ages and then how her and grace had a huge discussion about muggle kings. Throughout the whole explanation a wide grin filled Girty’s face and she could not help but laugh.
After she had finished the story she realised she had most likely bored Mort of his skull. “Sorry what about your lessons? Do Slytherin’s go to any other lesson bar potions?”
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Jan 15, 2007 21:18:37 GMT
Mort smiled. "I dont have to take any other lessons this term except potions. I'm advanced in all other classes. Next term however I have a full schedule. I don't think I've seen you at potions, why is that?" Mort asked taking a large gulp.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 15, 2007 21:25:01 GMT
When Mort explained why he did not go to any other lessons Girty’s eyes grew wide in interest. ‘An advanced Slytherin’ she thought her eyes brows raised up and a small smile passed over her lips. “Potions…is an old fashioned subject in my eyes. The basics is needed granted so I did it in lower years, but really I do not want to know how to make a love potion or prolong life.”
Her voice held no emotion as she looked from Mort to her drink. Clenching her teeth She watched the reminder of her drink move around in the bottom of the glass.
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Jan 15, 2007 21:30:29 GMT
" I guess your right. So how is Quidditch going?" Mort asked making conversation.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 15, 2007 21:39:05 GMT
Girty watched Mort struggle to think of something to say. As he mentioned Quidditch she gave a small laugh. Maybe what her brother told her was right. All most boys think about is Quidditch, however saying that it did dominate most of Girty’s spare time as well.
“I think Hufflepuff are going to win the cup easily this year. Slytherin will not know what hit them…will they will know when Dax hits a bludger at them.”
Girty gave a little chuckle thinking about practise and how Grace had everyone under control this year. She then looked back at Mort wondering if he had any other reason for asking her here other then talking about lessons and Quidditch.
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Jan 15, 2007 21:51:26 GMT
Mort sighed and gave up on conversation. He sighed and blurted out, "I was wondering if you would be my girlfriend." and he took a long drink from his Butterbeer.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 15, 2007 22:06:29 GMT
Girty looked at Mort. She carefully replayed what he had said over in her mind trying to work out how to answer. She glanced up at Mort and smiled at him. Opening her mouth Girty wanted to say something but she could find no words to answer his question. She bite her lip and smiled at Mort. She placed both her eyes bows on the table and rested her head. Her smile had turned into a sly grin as she carfully moved her eyes along Mort’s face. “What would be in it for me? This is not some dare someone in your dorm has put you up to is it?”
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Jan 15, 2007 22:08:54 GMT
"Of course it no dare! Why would you think that? Whats in it for you? Have you seen me?" Mort joked trying to get rid of his butterflies.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 15, 2007 22:14:22 GMT
Girty lifted her head off her hands and covered her mouth with them. She tired so hard to fight back a laugh. How embarrassing it would have been for Mort if she laughed straight in his face. After a few seconds of fighting back the laughter she took her hands away and took a deep breath. “Yes look at you.” She almost whispered as she though hard about the answer she should give.
Mort was a nice guy and it was so easy to relax and be herself around him, and yes he was handsome and would make good boyfriends material. Biting her lip once again Girty knew she had to ask one thing.
“The main question is would you be able to put up with my….will turns and the question that I need to ask myself is could I put you through it?”
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Jan 15, 2007 22:20:24 GMT
Mort sighed knowing his joke about himself struck gold. " Put me through what?" He asked. He looked around the pub with a smile and turned back to Girty.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 16, 2007 17:34:26 GMT
As Mort shot Girty a smile she could not help put smile back however in the back on her mind a nagging feeling continued. Girty’s voice was quite, not wanting to attract attention but also for the first time today it was serious.
“I do not want to put you through me being…well a werewolf. I do not want to risk biting you and also the stress it could put you under. I hope you understand….or you even know a way of helping me?”
Her voice perked up at the end of the sentence as she looked over at Mort. What she said was true she did not want to cause him any physical or emotional pain.
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Jan 17, 2007 1:12:34 GMT
"Girty." Mort said taking her hand in his. "If something did happen, physical or emotional, it would be worth it. As long as I was with you." and Mort gave her hand a small kiss and placed it back on the table, gently.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jan 18, 2007 16:11:50 GMT
As Mort replaced her hand she wiggled her figures raising it closer, she then clasped it in her other hand and took a deep sigh. A smug smile filled her face as she looked at Mort and thought about everything that had happened between them. Had this been the moment that Girty had been waiting for. A few months back she would never had imagined it being Mort…it was always Thom and in the back of her mind she still wished it was, but she knew she had to get pasted it.
“Mort…I…really do not know what to say. I'm scared that..."
Girty broke off unable to think stright her mind was buzzing.
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