05-05-2018, 09:50 AM
YOUR HEART HAS BROUGHT YOU TO THIS LAND —
Now, if the Russian was mean, she could have just let go of his hand and sent him in the water as well. However, that was not the case with Temnota. Instead, she watched him carefully as he came up and had watched his previous as such, the hand running through his hair. However, she had took a precaution and moved away somewhat as he stepped in, to not fall in the water for a second time. She sat down calmly, leaning back a tad, enjoying the sound of the boat going through the lake when his voice had snapped her out of her thoughts. This required a serious tone. She sat up, her silver gaze locking on to Nicholas'. She moved her head slightly to compensate for his ducking. "Oh of course, why do I need to be mad? First off, this will make a great conversation starter. And secondly, you didn't mean to do it!" Her gaze was kind, trying not be invasive, as she waited his response.
Tch. Well, it was no wonder why no one had dated the Gryffindor! After all, she thought she was so right and chivalrous. The Hufflepuff fixed his tie with a cough, and he soon retorted in a bitter and malicious tone. "Because they only have to give me a first glance and they become so nervous to talk to me." He mirrored Circe's body language and rolled his eyes. Whatever, he didn't need her or that stupid Ravenclaw. After all, they probably weren't pureblood anyway. They did not deserve the loyalty of him or his people. He stroked his cat, which looked oddly similar to Sven, except for having white patches. He had lovingly named her Serebryanyy but often left it at Sere. He looked towards the Slytherin sitting next to him and they two conversed before the carriage stopped. Sere meowed before rushing into the castle. Using a lint roller, he got the hairs off of his robe. He needed to look nice for any new Hufflepuffs. They may have been patient and understanding, but first impressions mattered. Plus, he needed to serve them somewhat, helping them learn the ins and outs of Hogwarts. Lukyan walked, albeit slowly, to the Hall.
—WHERE YOUR LOVE IS STRONG AND BOLDER
Now, if the Russian was mean, she could have just let go of his hand and sent him in the water as well. However, that was not the case with Temnota. Instead, she watched him carefully as he came up and had watched his previous as such, the hand running through his hair. However, she had took a precaution and moved away somewhat as he stepped in, to not fall in the water for a second time. She sat down calmly, leaning back a tad, enjoying the sound of the boat going through the lake when his voice had snapped her out of her thoughts. This required a serious tone. She sat up, her silver gaze locking on to Nicholas'. She moved her head slightly to compensate for his ducking. "Oh of course, why do I need to be mad? First off, this will make a great conversation starter. And secondly, you didn't mean to do it!" Her gaze was kind, trying not be invasive, as she waited his response.
Tch. Well, it was no wonder why no one had dated the Gryffindor! After all, she thought she was so right and chivalrous. The Hufflepuff fixed his tie with a cough, and he soon retorted in a bitter and malicious tone. "Because they only have to give me a first glance and they become so nervous to talk to me." He mirrored Circe's body language and rolled his eyes. Whatever, he didn't need her or that stupid Ravenclaw. After all, they probably weren't pureblood anyway. They did not deserve the loyalty of him or his people. He stroked his cat, which looked oddly similar to Sven, except for having white patches. He had lovingly named her Serebryanyy but often left it at Sere. He looked towards the Slytherin sitting next to him and they two conversed before the carriage stopped. Sere meowed before rushing into the castle. Using a lint roller, he got the hairs off of his robe. He needed to look nice for any new Hufflepuffs. They may have been patient and understanding, but first impressions mattered. Plus, he needed to serve them somewhat, helping them learn the ins and outs of Hogwarts. Lukyan walked, albeit slowly, to the Hall.
—WHERE YOUR LOVE IS STRONG AND BOLDER