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 Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 6:38 pm
"I shall go get prefect to give you a tour," the professor told Ursula. She just nodded. She's weary of me, Ursula noticed that the professor kept sneaking peaks at her. Was it because she was from Durmstrang or was it because she was basically expelled from Durmstrang? She shouldn't know about that... Ursula's father made sure that her expulsion was completely smothered. Did he get it completely off my record? Figuring that he bribed the Headmaster, that fact was probably so. They were overreacting... What she didn't wasn't bad at all. Not compared to what other kids got expelled for. Perhaps Nike blamed me for something else he did... Remembering made her chest feel tight. Ah... Ursula stared down at her hands, feeling her muscles and bones move back and forth. It didn't calm her any. It doesn't matter, She tried to remind herself, I'm at Hogwarts now... I'm a Gryffindor... The uneasiness remained.
Ursula looked up from her hands and down the hallway. The professor was no longer in sight. Without much thought, she began to wander. She wanted to shake this uneasy feeling of hers. So bothersome... Ursula glanced around the halls, trying to distinguish where she came from. Was it this hallway? It wasn't that Ursula walked that far from where the professor left her, it was that all these hallways looked the same--Ursula couldn't ask for any directions either, seeing as it appeared that class was in session.
She wandered some more because of her uneasiness, coming across some stairways, opening and closing her hands again and again. I wonder what Nike is doing with his time now... She wasn't certain why he thought sneaking into the Headmaster's office was a good idea--let alone stealing something from the Headmaster. His wand was snapped... Her uneasiness increased. It wasn't because she could've been expelled if not for her father, but rather that her father had to swoop in in the first place. He wasn't happy with her.
It's cold... Ursula noticed, feeling herself shiver. She craved something warm--that would relieve her uneasiness some. Before she noticed it, she was already on the third floor.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 9:25 pm
 Dorian emerged quietly from the charms class with a smile plastered on his usually serious face. He had passed the charms test! He couldn't help but feel a bit bad for Quill and the other kids still struggling to finish the exam. He had been rather surprised that he had passed it so quickly. Now he was going to get a good half hour before his next class which happened to be on the same floor.
Dorian shivered slightly as a chill went up his back. Man..it was cold in the hall. he unfolded his cloak and pulled it on over his school uniform. The professor had insisted they take them off so that they could move their arms better for casting the charms. It had definitely worked well for Dorian.
When Dorian was done he glanced up and noticed movement at the east end of the hallway. He frowned. Who would be going over there? Everyone knew that area was off limits. Though he had heard talk that there was an exchange student coming from Durmstrang. If it was anyone it would be a stranger to the school that tried to go into the east wing.
"Hey!" Dorian called and then covered his mouth. Right, there was class going on. The Professor had said he could leave as long as he wasn't loud and didn't get into trouble. Dorian sighed, hiked his book bag over his shoulder and walked as quickly as he could to catch the girl.
"Hold on there," Dorian said finally catching up with the girl and grabbing her by her arm. "the east wing is off limits, there are things there that could kill you. Why don't you come with me? I can show you the areas you can go."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 1:59 pm
"Hm...?" Ursula paused and glanced around where she was--did she actually just hear something or was it her imagination? She couldn't see anyone around but it was rather difficult to spy people in between the shifting staircases. Either way, it was unlikely that whatever it was involved her. Schools were filled of rambunctious students who caused a plethora of extravagant and drama consumed scenes--and if not this, strange magical creatures running amok. Someone or something yelling wasn't a sight to behold and since Ursula couldn't see any immediate danger, she continued her entrance into the third floor.
That is... until something forcibly pulled her back. Not exactly expecting to meet any resistance, Ursula fell back into some... one? "Ah, sorry," she didn't move from where she was, just looked back and up at the boy's face. Cute freckles... She noticed, feeling how warm his body was. Immediately, she was comforted. Yeah. She'd be fine here.
"Seriously?" Ursula commented with a raised eyebrow, still not having moved an inch away from the boy. He was nice and toasty! "I suppose if I had waited for that... Prefect? I think that's what it was called... I would've known that." She looked up at the boy, her light lashes swishing upwards with her attention. Besides the freckles, the boy had some interesting hair on his head. I like, she thought. It was unusual. From what she could tell, he was roughly her age... and Slytherin from his clothes. "Aren't we not supposed to be interacting?" she playfully inquired, plucking the Gryffindor emblem a few inches from her chest, fully aware that it gave him a quick and subtle peek at her bra. I wonder how he'll react, she looked up with him, watching his reaction carefully. I wonder if he'll blush! Wouldn't that be just adorably innocent!
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 7:16 pm
Dorian hadn't realized he had pulled the girl so hard so he was rather surprised when she fell back into him, causing him to fall to the floor with a thump. "Oww," He exclaimed, one of his knees connecting with the marble floor.
He was surprised when she looked up into his face and looked him over. He was amused when she didn't try to move away from him but instead leaned closer. She was rather pretty, he decided. Her blonde hair hung around her face in waves framing it and softening it. Her light green eyes were still staring up at him in a more quizzical glance now.
"Uh, yes." he replied, shifting slightly under her. "That would have been helpful. I suppose though you prefer to adventure out on your own?" He couldn't help but tease. "You don't look like the type that likes to sit around and wait."
Dorian frowned at her words and then noticed that she was plucking at something on her shirt. He glanced down and quickly adverted his gaze. His face went a bit dark and he tried to forget that he had just seen her bra.
"I never really did take stock in the whole feuding houses, I prefer being a rebel." he replied.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 7:28 pm
Ursula gave a soft laugh, looking at the boy. "Oh yes, I'm the adventurous sorts..." She responded with a bit of a twinkle in her eye, her face leaning a bit closer to his. 1... 2... 3... And she pulled back, the same smile on her face. Did that make his heart skip a beat? I'm almost tempted to see if I can hear it, Ursula mused to herself, still very much aware of his warmth.
Successful, Ursula thought, sucking her lip slightly as she watched the Slytherin boy's face darken a bit. So he did notice... That same soft smile was still plastered on her face, a mischievous look in her eyes with it. She stopped plucking at the emblem on her shirt and touched his arm slightly with hers.
"I can see that you're very rebellious," Ursula spoke softly, amused by what the boy was saying. A rebel for not taking stock in the whole feuding houses... Well, if she wasn't before, now she was interested in figuring out this boy's character. Taking from the fact he adverted his glance from her chest, he wasn't too much of a player... But he was handling her games rather well. For now, at least.
Without further ado, Ursula stood up from where she was, grasping his arm with hers for a split second before standing up and offering her hand out to him. "So what is your name, rebellious Slytherin?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 8:06 pm
Dorian rather liked her laugh, though it really wasn't doing him any good. He could feel his heart fluttering strangely in his chest. "Well that's good." he replied in a low voice. He was a bit surprised when she leaned in closer to him, surely she wasn't going to kiss him? He lowered his lashes slightly and eyed her closely. He nearly groaned when she pulled away from him a few seconds later.
Gods this girl was a definite tease. She should have been a slytherin. Such evilness belonged there, he couldn't help but think. His gaze locked in on her sucking on her lip and her amused smile over his blushing. Now he wanted to make her blush, but he had no clue how to go about that.
His arm jerked when she placed her hand on him and he drew in a slightly strangled breath. "Sheesh, trying to give me a heart attack?" He asked.
Dorian could tell that she was curious about him and despite her placement in Gryffindor was wanting to find out more about him. He was rather curious about her as well. Screw the slytherins, he had no care what they'd think of him seeing her. It was his life after all and he wasn't going to be told what he could or couldn't do.
Dorian's leg was greatly relieved when she stood up and he couldn't help but sigh in relief and rub on it a bit. He didn't really even notice her weight when she leaned on his arm so she could get up. He noticed her offered hand and took it and answered her question after he was standing up next to her.
"I'm Dorian Averic Devereux, and what is yours intrepid Gryffindor?" he asked with a smile.
He couldn't help but notice she was nearly as tall as he was, only perhaps an inch or so shorter.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 8:29 pm
"Oh, I would never," Ursula reassured with all all-too smooth expression for her to be actually truthful. A heart attack from just touching his arm... Oh, wasn't he just adorable? And he even flinched away from her--Ursula took that was from just being nervous rather with her than anything else. After all, he didn't tell her to shove off right away. So... he might've been enjoying it? Ursula certainly knew she enjoyed how warm he was against her.
Another soft laugh came from her when Ursula heard him call her intrepid. Supposedly Gryffindor was known for that trait... Ursula never quite considered herself brave, she just knew what she wanted to do and had no problems achieving whatever it was. "Ursula Aster," She extended a hand towards him.
As she did, Ursula caught a glance of movement behind him. "Dorian..." She started, feeling his name on her tongue. "You said that this area was off limits, right?" If it is... whoever's coming up here might get us in trouble... From the height, it was one of the professors too.
Before Dorian could formulate a response, Ursula took his hand in hers, "C'mon," she beckoned, both of her hands pressing against one of his. It's warm... Ursula noticed before hurriedly leading Dorian with a soft giggle. "Let's go somewhere private," she teased him, stepping closer to him and pressing her body against his softly before twirling away mischievously. Ursula loved stringing him around.
The only place to go was further on the third floor, but Ursula could hear the Professor's footsteps becoming increasingly audible so she brought Dorian to the closest door to them and opened it, quickly glancing inside before stuffing themselves inside. It was just a cleaning supply closet, thankfully. But it was dark and small for the both of them. She could feel his breath. "Shhh," she started, bringing her finger up to his mouth daintily, "A teacher is coming."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 9:19 pm
Dorian shot her a doubtful expression. Sure she was all reassuring but he knew she didn't really mean it. She seemed rather amused more than concerned. She was either going to be the death of him or change his life completely. Dorian wasn't sure what would happen first. "Right, you'd like for me to think that."
"It's a pleasure," Dorian replied taking her hand and kissing it lightly and then letting it go. "You have a very unusual name, I don't think I've heard it before."
Dorian could tell by her change in tone that something was wrong. He tried to turn around to see what had caught her attention, when she spoke again. "Uh, yes it is. Why?"
Dorian let her take his hand and lead him away. He blinked, a bit shocked by her next words. "Why do we need to go somewhere private?" he asked looking around trying to find some help. That's when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs behind them. His eyes widened and then his thoughts completely disappeared when she stepped closer and leaned in against him.
He could barely speak let alone formulate any words. He could feel her soft chest pressed against his and felt his face grow super hot. Now he could barely even breath, "Ursula, you need to stop this. You're going to kill me." He protested weakly.
Dorian was further stunned when she pulled him inside a nearby supply closet. He stiffened when he realized just who's closet it was. "Try not to break anything. The teacher who keeps his stuff in here is super possessive and gets really mad when something gets messed with." he whispered to her.
His face whitened when she leaned in to put her finger on his lips and told him there was a teacher coming. He slowly breathed out and closed his eyes. "Please tell me he wasn't a tall blonde man." He said with a shudder running through his body.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 9:43 pm
Despite being a cleaning closet, it wasn't actually that smelly of a place. The only downside--or perhaps this was a plus--was that it was too dark to see Dorian's expressions. She could vaguely make out his features but until her eyes adjusted, she would have a hard time measuring what exactly he was thinking. Is the name Ursula unusual? Her parents didn't really name her after anyone, though she supposed the name was rare enough. I haven't heard Dorian used before in real life, she thought to herself, looking up at the Slytherin.
"No, he didn't have blonde hair," Ursula spoke in a hushed tone and rather quickly, trying to focus on the sounds outside of the closet. Now, getting caught on the third floor could've been bad, but on the third floor in a cleaning supply closet with a boy? That was just... scandalous.
But despite all of that, Ursula loved her fun. She remembered what Dorian protested earlier and she couldn't help but be gleeful--of course, however, her face was still that steady smile. Knowing all too well what he meant, Ursula leaned in, standing on the tips of her toes with her hands resting on his shoulders for support and whispered, "Stop what, exactly?" She had no intentions of letting him off easy--no, he'd have to spell out what he wanted for her to do.
As she spoke, Ursula subtly moved one of her hands from his shoulder to the bare skin of the nook of his neck so her soft skin pressed up against his. "Hm?" Her lips were close to his ear; her face so close that she could smell his shampoo. "What do you want, Dorian?" She made sure her voice softened on his name.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 11:38 am
Now that Dorian's eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the closet he saw that he had been wrong about which closet it was. It was a cleaning supply closet, so it belonged to the janitor. Not that the janitor was any less picky than the teacher he had mentioned. If anything the man was even more canktankerous and belligerant about kids stepping into his closet.
"Well that's good, though I was wrong in assuming this was his closet. Now that my eyes have adjusted, I see it's the janitor's closet. Not that he's any better than the teacher I thought it belonged to." he rambled on. Then he stopped and realized that he was rambling on about stupid things while he was stuck in a closet with a girl. How lame was that? Perhaps it was just his nerves.
He had never been this close to another girl before, so it was all a bit strange to him.
Dorian eyed her, he had a feeling she was extremely happy about being stuck in here with him even though she wasn't really showing it. He stilled when she leaned in closer and placed her hands on his shoulders and shivered at her whisper. "Stop the teasing, if you're interested just say so." Dorian was rather surprised that his voice was so steady even though he felt like he was spiraling out of control at that moment.
A sharp tingle ran down his neck where she was now touching him and down his spine. He shuddered and closed his eyes. He could practically feel her lip against his ear as she whispered to him once more, teasing him. Gods..if she kept this up he was going to do things to her. His eyes opened and he glanced into her strange pale green eyes after she asked him what he wanted to do.
"How about I show you?" Dorian practically growled, having lost all control.
Before she could react to his words, Dorian reached up grabbing her at the waist and drew her tempting little mouth to his own. Despite it being his first kiss, Dorian didn't hold on too long or kiss her too roughly. He pressed his mouth to hers for a few moments before drawing away.
"I hope that was satisfactory for you." He couldn't help but say.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 12:42 pm
Ursula was pleasantly surprised when Dorian responded with a steady voice that if she was interested, she should just say so. Hmm, She eyed him curiously. He certainly looked nervous and from the heartbeat she could feel through his neck, he certainly wasn't calm about this either. How adorable, acting all macho, Ursula smiled and continued her taunts, ever entralled with the way Dorian was acting. It was cute. It wasn't practiced... If she had to bet, he didn't have much experience with girls--after all, to be so excited after some touching...
What she wasn't expecting from Dorian was the growl that came from his in response to her teases. Show me? Ursula just barely had time to mimic the words in her head before she felt Dorian pull her in with his hands close to him and his lips plant firmly, but softly on her own.
His lips were tender and warm and even as he pulled away, she felt that heat lingering on her own lips. "Satisfactory," She glanced up at Dorian, taking her hands from his chest and moving them lower to his stomach. "Hmm.... It certainly was," she spoke softly in a low purr, moving her hands around to his back as she pressed into him. I wonder how much it'll take to break his calm and composed self. To be honest, she didn't think Dorian was going to kiss her--he might be not as shy as she thought--or... perhaps it was the darkness of the closet? But either way, Ursula found herself wanting to figure out just how much she could do to him before Dorian was painfully red in the face. He brought this upon himself for kissing her so suddenly!
"What else do you want to do?" Ursula leaned her face close to his so their lips were just a centimeter apart. As she did that, she moved her hands underneath Dorian's shirt and up his back, looking at him innocently. His skin was hot on her cool palms. "Do you want to kiss more?" She whispered, grazing her lips on his before pulling away teasingly. "I think the professor has passed," she murmured, "Or do you want to stay in here?" There was a twinkle in her eye as she spoke. The whole while, she kept her body leaned into his, waiting to see him get flustered. "Or... maybe you want to do something... else?" She teased, bringing her lips down to his neck and kissing his skin softly before looking back to him. Despite doing so, Ursula had to admit she had never done what she was insinuating--though Dorian didn't have to know that. More than anything, she wanted to get this boy riled up and completely flustered and she figured that this was the way to do it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:10 pm
Dorian was pleased with her surprised look. She eyed him with those pale green eyes and he nearly lost his nerve. He knew she could feel his heartbeat with her hands pressed against his neck and was surprised that she didn't call him on it. He gathered that she just preferred to toy around with guys.
Dorian blinked, really not knowing what had possessed him to kiss her in that way. He blinked down at her, and listened to her whisper her reply to him. He felt strange when she shifted her hands from his chest and touched his stomach. Those hands better not move lower, He couldn't help but think. Cause then he would definitely have to pull her out of the dark closet.
"Well good," He replied back his voice a bit huskier than normal. She was seriously waking up a side of him he had never known before. His face was a bit warm, but probably not red which he found a relief. He imagined she would have been pleased if she could have made him blush.
Dorian stared at her lips as she maneuvered herself closer to him. She was once more tempting him. His eyes narrowed. Why did she keep asking? If she had to ask she had no idea how his body was responding to her touch. He backed up slightly so she wouldn't feel the stirrings and froze when her hands slide under his shirt and ran up his back.
"Kissing is always good." He murmured and closed his eyes whens he grazed his lips lightly with her own. "Teasing not so much." He growled back at her. Dorian barely even heard her other words, he was fighting the urge to shove her against the door and let his hands wander around on her body. Her whispered words were too much, as were the light kisses she trailed down his neck.
He lunged in for her mouth and moved his hands up to hold her head so she couldn't move away. "Shut up already." he murmured and then slowly and sensually began to kiss his way up her neck and then slowly began to inhale her mouth with his own.
He could feel her lips open under his and was about to sink his tongue in to taste her sweetness when the bell rang loudly outside the closet signalling the end of the hour. "Drat," he murmured and pulled away. "Looks like the bell has tolled, better get decent so we can sneak out before the students are let out." He told her, rather regretfully. "This is far from over you wicked minx." he told her sharply. " I fully intend on finishing what I started."
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:40 pm
Well. That didn't work. In fact, everything she did had the opposite affect. Though, I suppose I did rile him up...
Despite her eyes adjusting to the dark, Ursula still couldn't see colors well. From what she heard from Dorian's voice, his composure was breaking. Almost.. Ursula thought with a grin and he'd be stuttering and completely incoherent. She was feeling rather competitive now--he had the upper hand on her from the kiss but she was soon about to regain control of the situation.
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False. As soon as she softly kissed his neck, Ursula thought she had succeeded in making him a blushing mess. Even when he forcibly removed her she thought he was going to plead for her to stop her advances. However, she wasn't expecting him to force her face away with his hand and start kissing at a neck. She tried to weave out of his grasp but it was too strong. He better not give me a hickey, was the one coherent thing she thought before she felt her body heating up.
She was the one supposed to be controlling the situation! Yet Ursula couldn't help but react to what he was doing and her mouth opened to his. It must be the darkness messing with me, she thought. Despite teasing boys the way she did, she never lost control of the situation like now. Just as she felt his tongue at the edge of her teeth, a bell sounded and he removed himself, leaving Ursula feeling all strange and fuzzy.
What was that! Ursula was bewildered and she tried her best for it to not show on her face. She was in such a stange state that she didn't even notice that he called her a wicked minx, all she heard was that he fully intended on finishing what he started. Oh Merlin, what have I got myself into? She wondered, opening the door of the closet and sneaking out--oddly enough, remembering the way back.
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