So happy we got a really great roleplayer to be Bruce on my Batman roleplay group… so happy…
and our Scarecrow…
UNF.
Sorry for my dumb intermission on myself… back to Pottering.
“Sooo…” She said, arm still linked with his, “Your going to keep doing quidditch when you leave Hogwarts as well?” Dana tried to start a conversation, smiling sweetly, her eyes still trying to avoid his face… boy does he have a lovely face.
Oliver smiled at the girl. “Yes. I recently got a position as a Keeper for Puddlemere United.” He beamed, he was very proud of himself for accomplishing that, even though he would never tell anyone that. “What are you planning to do after Hogwarts?” He asked as they were nearing the infirmary.
Reaching the infirmary, they stopped and got settled, “Well… I was hoping to go into something with the ministry… Have no idea what though…” She pouted her mouth, twisting to the side in frustration. “So its sort of a… I really dont know at this point and thats pretty bad….” She grinned sheepishly, watching as the nurse made the boy take his shirt off to asses the damage. Dana kept trying to look away but her eyes kept wandering to his practically romanesque chiseled body. The nurse was rushing around, taking care of other children, and in response, tossed the bag of ice over to Dana…
She looked at the bag, then back to Oliver, then back to the bag… Looking back up to Oliver again, she flushed a deep red, “Y-you wanna do this yourself or…” sputtering out, holding the ice bag out for him to take.
Oliver lifted his shirt to show a medium sized red mark on his left side. “I probably fell on a rock.” He said pulling down his shirt again. “Over than that I’m fine. And I don’t know why she would resort to violence.” He said, his eyes darkening.
“Sometimes I guess people react differently to certain things…” she shrugged, leaning over to take a look at the large purple bruise. “That looks like it hurts…” her cool fingers touched the black and blue area before pulling away quickly, him returning his shirt to it original place. “Well I mean, you play quidditch so, it must be nothing to you right, You guys seem so tough…” Dana looked down at her feet, her cheeks tinting pink once again.
Oliver smiled at the shy girl. “Yeah, we take the usual bludger, but it’s not the same as someone purposefully attacking you.” He sighed. “What house are you in?” He asked, noticing the blush on her face.
“Your not going to believe me since I dont seem the type but… Slytherin…” She smiled awkwardly a bit, Pulling her over-sized sweater down a bit to show off her green tie. “I dont really like it in the dungeons though, its sort of dank and cold… not to mention I have a hard time getting along with everyone” Dana shrugged, scratching behind her ear. “My brother Darius doesnt seem to have a problem though, lucky him.” She sighed biting her plump bottom lip, trying hard not to look the attractive boy over again.
“I agree, you don’t seem like a Slytherin. But I think that’s a good thing.” He smiled at Dana. He watched as she bit her lip, feeling a sudden urge to suck it out from underneath her teeth. Oliver shook his head, trying to forget the mental picture.
“Uh thanks…” Dana grinned, her eyes almost glittering. She had suddenly forgot what she was originally doing… Oh wait, she wasnt doing anything really. “Uhm, do you want me to walk you to the infirmary or somewhere? Maybe we could get ice for the bruise…” Dana knew she was never good around boys, this was one of those times, and the butterflies were happening again. “Or I could just leave you be, I know I am a bit jittery at times…”
Oliver nodded. “Yes, I’d like that.” He said, offering his arm for her to take. At this moment ice sounded good, but walking with Dana seemed great. They walked through the castle doors, and up the moving staircase.
“Sooo…” She said, arm still linked with his, “Your going to keep doing quidditch when you leave Hogwarts as well?” Dana tried to start a conversation, smiling sweetly, her eyes still trying to avoid his face… boy does he have a lovely face.
Oliver lifted his shirt to show a medium sized red mark on his left side. “I probably fell on a rock.” He said pulling down his shirt again. “Over than that I’m fine. And I don’t know why she would resort to violence.” He said, his eyes darkening.
“Sometimes I guess people react differently to certain things…” she shrugged, leaning over to take a look at the large purple bruise. “That looks like it hurts…” her cool fingers touched the black and blue area before pulling away quickly, him returning his shirt to it original place. “Well I mean, you play quidditch so, it must be nothing to you right, You guys seem so tough…” Dana looked down at her feet, her cheeks tinting pink once again.
Oliver smiled at the shy girl. “Yeah, we take the usual bludger, but it’s not the same as someone purposefully attacking you.” He sighed. “What house are you in?” He asked, noticing the blush on her face.
“Your not going to believe me since I dont seem the type but… Slytherin…” She smiled awkwardly a bit, Pulling her over-sized sweater down a bit to show off her green tie. “I dont really like it in the dungeons though, its sort of dank and cold… not to mention I have a hard time getting along with everyone” Dana shrugged, scratching behind her ear. “My brother Darius doesnt seem to have a problem though, lucky him.” She sighed biting her plump bottom lip, trying hard not to look the attractive boy over again.
“I agree, you don’t seem like a Slytherin. But I think that’s a good thing.” He smiled at Dana. He watched as she bit her lip, feeling a sudden urge to suck it out from underneath her teeth. Oliver shook his head, trying to forget the mental picture.
“Uh thanks…” Dana grinned, her eyes almost glittering. She had suddenly forgot what she was originally doing… Oh wait, she wasnt doing anything really. “Uhm, do you want me to walk you to the infirmary or somewhere? Maybe we could get ice for the bruise…” Dana knew she was never good around boys, this was one of those times, and the butterflies were happening again. “Or I could just leave you be, I know I am a bit jittery at times…”
Oliver lifted his shirt to show a medium sized red mark on his left side. “I probably fell on a rock.” He said pulling down his shirt again. “Over than that I’m fine. And I don’t know why she would resort to violence.” He said, his eyes darkening.
“Sometimes I guess people react differently to certain things…” she shrugged, leaning over to take a look at the large purple bruise. “That looks like it hurts…” her cool fingers touched the black and blue area before pulling away quickly, him returning his shirt to it original place. “Well I mean, you play quidditch so, it must be nothing to you right, You guys seem so tough…” Dana looked down at her feet, her cheeks tinting pink once again.
Oliver smiled at the shy girl. “Yeah, we take the usual bludger, but it’s not the same as someone purposefully attacking you.” He sighed. “What house are you in?” He asked, noticing the blush on her face.
“Your not going to believe me since I dont seem the type but… Slytherin…” She smiled awkwardly a bit, Pulling her over-sized sweater down a bit to show off her green tie. “I dont really like it in the dungeons though, its sort of dank and cold… not to mention I have a hard time getting along with everyone” Dana shrugged, scratching behind her ear. “My brother Darius doesnt seem to have a problem though, lucky him.” She sighed biting her plump bottom lip, trying hard not to look the attractive boy over again.
