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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 6, 2008 13:51:44 GMT -5
Leaving the Great Hall after laughing with friends and enjoying a nice meal; Saint let his feet move him away from the crowd of people that started to leave. His eyes looked over at the Slytherin table as he passed it, as if he was looking for someone. Once he had broke from the crowd of student making there way up the stairs to their common rooms; Saint stood over to the side of them still looking in the crowd. His eyes soon were locked on who he was looking for.
Waving his hand in the air, he soon turned his back from the hall and headed for the the large doors that lead out of the school. The warm spring air hit his face as he walked out into the afternoon weather. He loved times of days like this, when it wasn't too hot or cold. He looked back over his shoulder now and then at the school, as his feet started to move across the grassy lawn.
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Post by Lorelei Mason on Jun 6, 2008 20:58:45 GMT -5
Lorelei was eating with a few friends at the Slytherin table, wearing an uncharacteristic baby blue sundress that was short and dropped low in the front. She usually would never wear something like this, but she was so happy after meeting Saint that she could barely help herself. It wasn't hers, of course, but she'd borrowed it from another girl in her year.
The moment she looked away from her friends, she met Saint's eyes. She smiled at him, but he was already waving her over and leaving. She said a hasty good-bye to her friends and stood from the table, telling them she needed to study tonight, she had a huge test tomorrow. She stole away to the hallway, realizing that Saint was already outside. She pushed open the door, feeling the warm wind blow through her dark hair. She spotted Saint a few feet away, his back facing her. She approached him queitly from behind and placed her hands over his eyes, whispering, "Guess who," into his ear.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 7, 2008 22:33:45 GMT -5
His feet leading him through the grass, Saint soon came to a stop and looked out at the way the light from the sun touched the grounds. Soon, his eyes where taken away from the grounds as hands now covered over them. Feeling a grin come to his lips when he heard the voice whisper from behind the hands. "Hmm...who could it be?" He tried to keep a striate face, Saint knowing the hands belonged to Lorelei, but he wanted to sound playful.
"I'm guessing..." His hand started to reach up to hers and covered his eyes, him trying to move them off. "Lorelei?" He turned to his to look at her and chuckled. His eyes meeting hers again, just like they had the night before. She was so gorgeous to him, and he was glad to be with her now. As she had been on his mind all day long.
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Post by Lorelei Mason on Jun 8, 2008 20:23:40 GMT -5
"Aw, how did you know?" Lorelei joked, sticking her tongue out him. She could barely beleive that he even wanted to see her again. Not very many people did. She didn't want to show her real self, or she knew she'd blow it. She put on her play face. She tried to hide her mean, sarcastic side. She didn't want to scare him away.
She stared into his eyes for a second, enjoying how safe and wanted she felt around him. She never had felt this comfortable around people before, and it was a tad bit unnerving that he had such a power over her. He made her want to tell the truth about him. The truth was something she usually hid from people. "I missed you," she said softly, getting serious. "I hated being away from you all day."
She wasn't totally sure what had gotten into her. She could feel the blood rush to her face, her pale skin making the flush deeper than it would have on a tan person, she knew. She looked down from his eyes to hide her embarassment.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 8, 2008 20:57:21 GMT -5
Saint laughed when he saw her stick her tongue out at him when he said he knew who she was. His eyes looking into hers, he smiled at her. Feeling Lorelei with him felt magical. Having her around made him fell wanted, being around her he felt he could be himself without hiding who he was. Most of the time when he was with people he was quite and shy and never knew what to say, but when he was with Lorelei be wasn't like that, he felt like he could really trust her.
Hearing her say she had missed him and hated being away from him all day. He felt a smile come to his face. He felt the same way. "I missed you too. I hate how have to be so far away from each other during the day." Looking into her eyes again, he smiled more. As he looked more at her, he could see she was stating to blush. Saint soon made an 'Aw' like noise when he saw this.
Without taking any thought into it, Saint wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close to him. "Your very cute when you are embarrassed." He was being true about this. Everything he told her was the truth. How he felt around Lorelei was very different then he felt before, he never wanted to lose it.
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Post by Lorelei Mason on Jun 8, 2008 21:07:59 GMT -5
Lorelei felt herself start to warm up inside as Saint took her in his arms, telling her how cute he thought she was when she was embarassed. Lorelei hugged him back, telling him, "Well, you're cute all the time. No doubt about it." Lorelei felt bad for not telling him everything about her. All of her flaws, all of the mistakes in her past. He acted as if he thought she was perfect, when she well knew that she was not. Not even close.
The guilt was eating her alive. She couldn't take it much longer. She knew that eventually--maybe even tonight--she would have to talk to him about it. But in this moment, she just wanted to stand there with him in that embrace. After a few moments, she broke away and looked up at his face. "So. How was your day? Tormented by any teachers?" she was trying to lighten her own mood, but it wasn't really working.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 8, 2008 21:25:33 GMT -5
Hugging Lorelei close to him, Saint felt a smile come to his face when he heard her tell him he was cute all the time. She was very sweet to him. He liked it, but he felt he didn't deserve it. He started to think of his other side, the side he hated about himself. Most people didn't know about his 'furry' side, but he just felt he couldn't keep it from Lorelei. But what about after he told her, would she still want to talk to him and be with him. Maybe it was best not to tell now. He was scared what she would think of him then.
Holding her close to him, he didn't want to let her go. But like all good things in life, the hug had to be broken for a bit. Looking back into her eyes he smiled when he heard her ask him how his day was. "Well, it was okay." He laughed. "But I didn't do to well in potions cause of that paper I didn't get last night. But now my day has gotten better." He smiled at her again and touched his finger lightly to her cheek, rubbing it gently. "How did your day go?" He soon asked her.
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Post by Lorelei Mason on Jun 8, 2008 21:39:26 GMT -5
Lorelei smiled when Saint complained about Potions but said that his day was better after seeing her. "Well, it was pretty suckish. I got in trouble in..." she pretended to count on her fingers. "Oh yeah. All of my classes." She smiled innocently to give a little irony to the whole thing. This was good a way as ever to get started on what she needed to say to him. Now was the time she needed to do it. Who knew when she would get another change again?
"Uh, Saint? I need to talk to you about something. I have to be honest with you, or else it's going to kill me. I was afraid to talk about it last night, but... I need to say this now. I know that you might change your mind about me, though." Lorelei took a deep breath and sat down on the grass. "Uhm... I'm not a very innocent person, Saint. I'm in Slytherin, so you probably guessed. I'm mean. Really mean. Not around you, I don't know what it is about you that makes me calm down. But usually... I'm just not a nice person." She didn't quite want to go into why she was like this. She wanted to see how he reacted to this news.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 8, 2008 21:51:52 GMT -5
Saint felt a small laugh slip past his lips when he heard her say that she got in trouble in all her classes. He would get in trouble at times, mostly for laughing or goofing off in a class with his friends. But it wasn't something that happened all the time. Everyone got in trouble in a class now and then, no one was always perfect.
Hearing that she had to talk to him about something, something that may make him change his mind about her. He started to feel a little scared. He really did like Lorelei a lot, and he didn't want to lose her. But what if it was something really bad, could he take it? Sitting down beside her on the grass he listened. Hearing her say that she wasn't a very innocent person, she was in the Slythernin house, so it was normal to have a mean like side. Hearing she was pretty much mean to everyone, but not him and she still didn't know why.
Saint nodded and smiled again at her. "Being mean can bother so people. But to me, Lorelei. I see it as something I could handle. Your nice to me, and that's all that all I think that matters. I do like you, Lorelei. Nothing can change that." He gently took her hand in his and smiled. "I can keep it a secret that you are not mean to me." He told her with a playful wink.
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Post by Lorelei Mason on Jun 8, 2008 22:08:58 GMT -5
Lorelei tried to smile at his joke. She honestly and truly did. She had done more smiling around him than she ever had. But it came out more like a grimace. He just didn't get it. He didn't understand, and she was afraid he never would. She wanted to tell him about that summer, with the guy she'd kinda lost her virginity to, and the same guy who had beat her later that summer. She wanted to tell him about her dad that never cared about her. She wanted to let him know that it was going to be hard for her to be in a real relationship. But she didn't have the heart. She just couldn't do it. He seemed to trust her too much, and she didn't want to break his heart just yet.
"You better not," she said in response to his joke, "or else I'd have to start on you." She punched him softly, playfully on the shoulder and really smiled again. "Also, you can't tell anybody about this dress. Then I would abousolutely die." She gestured at her girly-girl attire of the night and grimaced again.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 8, 2008 22:17:26 GMT -5
Saint gave a playful sigh. "Okay...I wouldn't tell anyone about the dress. Even if it does make you look even cuter." He stuck his tongue out at her, trying to be silly. Feeling her punch his shoulder, he put his hand over the spot and tried to act like it had hurt. But he ended up laughing some. She was never cute and could really make him smile more than ever.
Once he had stopped his fake little hurt shoulder he tackled Lorelei on her back as he sat on top of her, pining her arms down. Looking into her eyes he smiled, she was very pretty and the way he felt around her was amazing. But as he looked in her eyes he could see she still has something to say, but wasn't too sure. He didn't want to push her to talk about something she didn't want to talk about. Anyway, he still held a large secret he was too scared to even speak of to her.
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Post by Lorelei Mason on Jun 8, 2008 22:27:31 GMT -5
Lorelei felt adreniline rush through her as she was tackled into the ground by Saint. She smiled up at him on top of her, for real this time. Lorelei knew that she could probably knock him over, but she didn't want to. She wanted to stay like this forever. In fact, when she was looking up at him, an overpowering desire came into her body. When she propped herself on to her elbows, she was eye to eye with him. She leaned in and kissed him. Not on the cheek, like she had last night, but full and real on the lips. When she broke away, she was afraid she had gone too far, but it was absolutely the best kiss she had ever had with anyone, period. She looked at him in the eyes, using the full force of them on her.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 8, 2008 22:38:20 GMT -5
Saint smiled down at her once he saw Lorelei smiling back. He knew it was kinda silly for him to be sitting on top of her, but he dare not even move. He liked how it felt to be close to her and never want to lose it. Watching her move herself up on her elbows, her eyes looking into his, Saint felt like he was lost in them and didn't want to get out. But soon he felt like he was in heaven, as her lips touched his, kissing her back.
Once their lips where broken, Saint started to miss the feel of hers. Looking back at her he smiled. Moving his hand to her cheek, he closed his eyes and touched his lips back to hers, kissing her again. He started to like how their lips felt together. It felt like it had to be the best kiss Saint had ever had.
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Post by Lorelei Mason on Jun 8, 2008 23:07:26 GMT -5
Lorelei was surprised but very, very happy when Saint kissed her again. She never wanted to leave that space and time. She felt that if she could just stay here forever with him, she would be content to live out the rest of her life. She kissed him back, and they kissed for at least thirty seconds straight. When they finally broke apart, Lorelei smiled at him and fell back on the grass again, looking up at him. "Damn," she sighed wistfully. "You're a good kisser." She gazed up past him and to the clouds, watching as they drifted by. They didn't seem to know that Lorelei and Saint were practically making out right in clear view of them, and yet, they didn't seem to care. They just floated by, minding their own business, not caring about the two kids who had quite possible found love.
Lorelei just then remembered that she had never asked Saint how old he was. She sat back up on her elebows and looked at him seriously. "What year are you in?" she asked bluntly, unashamedly. She needed to know. She could tell he was older, but... she needed to know just how much older, just for her own peace of mind.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 8, 2008 23:20:46 GMT -5
As they kissed, Saint didn't want how they felt for each other then to go away. It was like a dream he never wanted to wake from. Once the kiss was broken, Saint felt a huge smile come to his face as he looked at her. Seeing her eyes looking to the clouds, Saint looked up as well, taking in a deep breath of air, as the kiss had taken his breath away. He looked down at her and grin when he heard her say he was a good kisser. "Thanks. Your pretty good yourself."
His eyes soon moved to looking at hers again when her saw her moved back to her elbows and ask what year he was in. He had been wondering how old she was, he guessed she was some what younger, not too young like a 3nd year but younger than him. But Saint never found age to really be a problem to him. "Seventh. And yourself?" He asked her with a smile.
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