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 Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 8:54 pm
 Elton dashed through the halls, doing his best to avoid the other students, and trying to not cause any mishaps. He'd learned over the past year that people liked him more when he didn't cause them to have accidents. Funny it had taken him nearly three years to figure this out. It had all been because of his friend Siiana and her taking the time to "tame" him as his other friends like to claim. He usually rolled his eyes at this and denied it, though he knew it was true.
He rounded a corner and had to leap over a first year who had stopped to tie his shoe. He grinned when he heard a few of the other students clap at his feat and leaped up the winding stair cases to the Gryffindor's dormitory. He skidded to an abrupt halt in front of the Fat Lady and shot off the password before she could even ask him for it.
The lady in the painting threw up her hands exclaiming at his impatience as the painting slide out of the way to give him access to the dorm. Elton just grinned and dashed through the common room and down the left side of the stairs that descended to the boy's dormitory. "Whew!' He exclaimed throwing his bag and armful of books on the bed and went immediately to his trunk to look for his camera.
"Thierry will hate me if I don't get any good shots of him, I wish I hadn't promised to take his stinking picture during quidditch practice! I wanted to try out for the team too." Elton grumbled to himself.
He finally came up with his black case that held his precious camera and discarded his school robes before he dashed from the room again. Now that classes were over for the week, he didn't have to wear that sickening neck pinching thing. As he made his way back down the many flights of stairs he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons to allow some air to reach the confines of his chest which was now all sweaty.
He should have been paying more attention as he made his way down the great staircase, if he had the accident that followed might not have been so bad. Elton really couldn't help it when his mind started to wander to the things he he'd get to do over the weekend. Being stuck in the confines of stuffy classrooms all week was a personal hell to him.
His legs collided with the backside of a girl who was sitting on the side of the great staircase with her head lowered over a huge book that was in her lap. Elton was going so fast that he ended up flipping head over heels, his camera flying out of his hands and smashing into the stairs. Elton thudded down the stairs on his butt, his eyes affixed to the camera his eyes widening in horror.
"NO!! Not my Camera!" He cried in anguish, not even feeling the pain that was now radiating up his backside and spine. He tried to scramble to his feet, but the pain was too great for him to move without gasping in pain. "Oh no." He muttered laying back on the stairs as his head began to spin and his vision began to blur.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 10:35 pm
Her class was over! She could go curl up with Dustin. She nibbled her bottom lip as a picture of the man came to her mind. Tall with black hair... Just a little curl thrown into the waves... He had fierce eyes.. She skirted around a running student not really paying attention her finger twisting her dark blue hair She had just changed it that morning. Instead her mind was moving down the well muscled body of Dustin. She ran the tips of her fingers over the small book spine in her arms. She could almost hear the man calling for her to come read. She was half way up the stairs when she was over come with the need to just read another page. She was reading the romance novel when it occurred to her that like Quill someone could take her book and embarrass her. Pulling her History of magic book she nestled the romance novel to hide it.
She was completely immersed in the book in no time flat. The pages flew by and Dustin was pulling her close... His lips playing along the gentle slope of her neck. His calloused hands, gentle, pushing the curls off her neck. She could hear herself breathing so she purposefully slowed down the breaths so she wouldn't look like she was hyperventilating over her book. She chewed her lip. Dustin was the kind of man she wanted... At least... this week... His hand was slowly going up her thigh when she was run into.
Saxon let out and exclamation as she was jostled forward and her wand came out quicker then a flash. "Spongify! " She softened the ground where her book was going to land. His camera just missed and she frowned looking to the boy. "Oh!"She got up her skirt flaring around her legs as she moved. She went and retrieved her book tucking it away so no one would see the muscle bound half naked man on the cover. And then she looked to the boy. But he wasn't getting up. Screw the camera he was hurt. "Oh...oh... Im so sorry... I was just... I mean... Oh no... Are you....No of course you arent... " She didn't know what to do... "Um... " She moved closer and fanned him lightly... "Please... be ok... Im so sorry... But... you should have been watching where you were going!"
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2014 7:20 pm
Elton sucked in a deep breath and tried to get past the pain that was radiating up his spine. It felt as though he had broken something. Gods..the pain was excruciating! He groaned and closed his eyes, feeling sorry for his poor mangled camera and his back.
His eyes flew open when a concerned female voice spoke from somewhere above him. Wait..had he run into her on the stairs? He winced hoping that he hadn't hurt her badly.
He turned to focus on her and was alarmed when he could barely make out what she was saying. Was his hearing going? It sounded as though she was starting and stopping in her speech. People didn't normally do that.
"Did I hit my head so hard that I'm hearing you wrong?" He asked blinking up at her and wondering how she had managed to get such brilliantly blue hair.
Belatedly he remembered a spell that would have made his fall not as bad. "Please tell me my camera isn't completely ruined." He begged laying his head back on the staircase trying to not cry at the thought of his one prized possession being mutilated beyond repair.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 12:25 pm
Saxon frowned. She was fine and almost used to being run into. She was worried and that was the only reason he wasn't getting stuttering. But when attention was called to the fact that she wasn't using clear sentences she flushed bright red. "N-no...Its not.... i mean... Its my... p-problem...." She pushed the blue hair from her face and then glanced back to his camera. "I-i think you sh-should be more worried about your... uh... p-person... then anything else." In other words your camera is busted beyond logical reconstruction.
She bit her lip. "D-do you th-think you will be ok? O-or should i... um... go g-get help?" She didn't know what she would do... run to the infirmary? She never ran. She was a lady... at least she fancied herself one. She shook her head and moved to retrieve the pieces of the camera. Gently she laid them all out next to the boy and frowned. "Im really sorry...." It was of course her fault... but she would stand by he should have been watching where he was dashing to.
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