Ramzzy Radulescu
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I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
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Feb 21, 2012 23:23:40 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 21, 2012 23:23:40 GMT -5
"It really is a shame that you couldn't get here sooner, John, this year is already in full swing." Dumbledore had his arm around the young lad as he led him out of his office. "But I'm sure you'll get along just fine even so."
John nodded and offered the Headmaster a smile. "Why of course, Headmaster. I'll manage and still keep up with my studies." Dumbledore nodded as John shrugged off his arm. "So, Headmaster, I do believe I can take it from here. I've heard so much about this school that I just want to do some exploring." Dumbledore nodded as he closed his office door.
John heaved a sigh as he turned and started down the corridor.
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Feb 21, 2012 23:28:43 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 23:28:43 GMT -5
Quinn was walking down the corridor, carrying all her notes for transfiguration. She wanted to at least look like she had been studying a little. But, in reality, at the top of her pile were the statistics for the Quidditch World cup that would be happening next summer. A huge pile of papers that she had been saving from every newspaper she had read. She was already trying to read as much as she could about her favorite team: Bulgaria. She wondered if Viktor Krum would be playing. She somehow doubted it given his...extensive history.
She rounded the corner just a little too fast and went crashing into the boy that was coming from Dumbledore's office. Her papers flew into the air and she went toppling to her feet, "Ooof." She muttered.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
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Feb 21, 2012 23:32:50 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 21, 2012 23:32:50 GMT -5
John reacted quickly and had gathered most of the flying paper and was offering a hand to Quinn.
"Why, Darling, I'm quite sorry. I have a tendency of not being a proper gentleman. Can I help you up?" He questioned as he peered down at her. What a beautiful girl. She was possibly the most stunning creature he had ever seen. "My, such a fine lady at that too..."
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Feb 21, 2012 23:37:11 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 23:37:11 GMT -5
Quinn grabbed his hand and stood up slowly, "Thanks....Thank you...." She brushed off her skirt as soon as she was stable, "You...um..." She felt herself blushing, "It was an accident, not a big deal." She noticed her papers in his hand and then felt embarrassed that she had been reading quidditch stats instead of doing something productive. Then of course there was the fine lady comment to deal with. Her face was heating up even faster now.
She pushed her hair behind her ears, "I'm Quinn." She managed to say, despite her extreme embarrassment.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Feb 21, 2012 23:41:25 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 21, 2012 23:41:25 GMT -5
"Yes, but don't you think a man should get out of a ladies way? Quidditch ehh? I've heard the Quidditch team here is good. Play any Out-Of-School gaes here?"
"I'm John. John Locke." John held out his hand as he looked Quinn up and down openly. So, Jason really wasn't kidding "You sure are a beaut, aren't you? Papers?" Son of a gun, that kid sunk his teeth into this? John shook his head slowly.
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Feb 21, 2012 23:46:44 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 23:46:44 GMT -5
"I believe that I should have been looking where I was going, Mr. Locke." Quinn said and raised her eyebrows. She pushed her sleeves up, "Has nothing to do with a man getting out of my way.
"As for Quidditch, I used to play for the Gryffindor team: Seeker." She said and smiled, "I'm sure if you wanted to play a game, you could find some other people to scrimmage with you." She shrugged and gently took the papers out of his hand, "Just...reading up on next year's Quidditch World Cup. Gotta know how to make my bets, you know?" She said, trying to defend her choice in literature.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Feb 21, 2012 23:57:04 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 21, 2012 23:57:04 GMT -5
"Ahh, somehow I never placed someone like you on the Quidditch team. Figured it was too rough a sport for someone with such delicate beauty," Stop drooling over her beauty and form a ration topic of discussion
"Honestly I'm going for Holyhead Harpies this Cup. They've been doing pretty good lately." John nodded his head as he ran a hand through his hair.
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Feb 22, 2012 0:00:49 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2012 0:00:49 GMT -5
Quinn shifted on her feet, wondering why he kept saying how beautiful she was, "Trust me...This beautiful face isn't afraid of getting dirty!" She said and felt a smile creep on her lips, "I'm fully aware of taking care of myself on the field. I broke Charles Garet's nose during a match once." She said and then shook her head.
"I, erm, hate the Harpies. I won't lie." She smiled and then looked at him, "Much more a fan of Puddlemere United. I heard that Oliver Wood is still playing for them." She remembered Oliver from her first couple years on the team.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Feb 22, 2012 0:05:57 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 22, 2012 0:05:57 GMT -5
"I wouldn't doubt it for a second-" John broke off before he called her beautiful again. He leaned against the wall instead and crossed his arms.
"No who could hate the Harpies? I mean, they are finishing in the number 1 spot this year. But I guess you have that whole one person makes a team thing going, don't you?" John smiled while he spoke and let his bag drop to the ground, cringing as the sound of viles clinking together met his ears. "Damn... I hop I didn't break one." He muttered as he bent down and started shifting through his bag.
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Feb 22, 2012 0:10:07 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2012 0:10:07 GMT -5
Quinn stared at him for a moment with her mouth open. She felt her eyes drifting slowly from his face down to his shoes and then back again. She stopped herself before she could think any further and felt herself blush. Then he dropped his bag.
Quinn's eyes drifted to the bag where she heard glass clanking. Sounded like potions to her, something she was not very fond of, "Whatcha got in there? An entire pharmacy of potions?" She asked curiously and was tempted to go look inside, however she didnt want to break any boundaries that they might have. She remained where she was, watching him dig through his bag.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Feb 22, 2012 0:16:06 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 22, 2012 0:16:06 GMT -5
John pulled out potion after potion and set them out slowly, inspecting each one for cracks. "Something like that. I really should label these." He held up two potions. "These potions are identical. Perfectly the same. But one kills you while the other heals you. I always use it for people who can't exactly come through on their bets." John shrugged and smiled, before laughing. "It's not like permanent but it knocks them out for at least a week. and feels like they're dying."
He sighed as he took out the rest and noted no damage. "Up for a bet, Quinn/"
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Feb 22, 2012 0:19:38 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2012 0:19:38 GMT -5
Quinn looked horrified until he finished with not permanent, "Yes. I think that labels would be lovely...What if someone just....happened to pull a potion out of your bag and drank it, thinking that it was something else? I mean....disaster could ensue. Someone could get seriously messed up and-" She closed her mouth and then looked up at him. Had he said bet? She couldn't resist a good bet. Nor could she stand when she lost. But there was always the chance that she was going to win, and that made it all worth it.
"I dunno, John. What kind of bet are we talking here?" She got down to his level and looked at all his potions, picking up a few and admiring their shimmer.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Feb 22, 2012 0:27:23 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 22, 2012 0:27:23 GMT -5
"Hmm... A game of sorts? I bet you can't beat me at Quidditch. No potions though. I don't trust myself. Perhaps... a kiss for me when I win? And if you win, I'll kiss you." John smiled as he looked at her, reaching a finger out to trail up her arm.
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Feb 22, 2012 0:32:39 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2012 0:32:39 GMT -5
Quinn stared at his hand tracing patterns on her arm and then she met his eyes. Warning symbols were flashing in her head, urging her not to go down this path. Reminding her about Jason, but it all seemed to fall away when she looked into those blue eyes, "Better yet, let's up the stakes." She said and smiled, "Along with the kiss for the winner if you win, I'll buy you tickets for the Quidditch world cup. I win, you..." Jason, Jason, Jason. Your HUSBAND, she ignored the screaming in her mind, "Take me on a date."
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Feb 22, 2012 0:36:15 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Feb 22, 2012 0:36:15 GMT -5
John smiled easily as he sat back and traveled his eyes over her. "Well then, Quinn, I may just lose on purpose. You're worth more than any silly tickets." He laughed easily as he started to put the potions back in his bag. "One would figure I slipped you love potion already. But that's not until the third date." He cocked his head to the side. Watching her through wondering eyes. "You sure are a pleasant prize. Do you kiss on the first date, Quinn?"
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