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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 5, 2008 18:25:54 GMT -5
Dominique carefully wrapped the piece of parchment where her letter to her parents was written around the leg of her owl. She smiled widely as she finished tying it and let Violet soar out the window into the sunset. Dominique rested her elbow on the ledge and looked off into the horizon. School hadn't even been in session that long and she was already bored. But, that was school for you. A piece of her long, blonde hair fell into her eyes and she tucked it securely behind her ear. Her piercing blue eyes glazed over a bit as she drifted off in her own thoughts. The thoughts included her friends, classes, family, and so much more. Biting her lip, Dominique shook her head to clear her thoughts and turned around, leaning against the hard wall. It wasn't as if she had anywhere to be. Her homework was completed and her friends were all busy. Dominique sighed as she slid down the wall and sat on the dirty floor.
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Post by Hector Mathews on Sept 5, 2008 18:34:40 GMT -5
Hector was looking around Hogwarts School, he did like it better here. Sure it was not Drumstrng but last year he couldn’t change now. Plus would his father let him after all he clearly wouldn’t mind the past. Then he wouldn’t now, Hector didn’t mind much. Sure he had a bad life just nothing was ever simple, spotting a tower unknown to what it was. But with owls flying out and round he guessed the owlery. Walking up the steps till he reached the room and saw one girl alone. “You really want to get dirty, by sitting on the floor” Hector added his American accent still clear but he only been in Germany four years.
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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 5, 2008 18:39:45 GMT -5
Dominique noticed a guy come up the tower while she still sat on the floor. She laughed and smiled up at him. "Honestly, right now I don't care too much," she shrugged. She really didn't. If Dominique had it her way she would be in sweats right now. With her looks she looked good either way, although she didn't flaunt it. She wasn't one to show off her veela heritage. "I'm comfortable and relaxed and who cares if my butt gets a little dirty." Dominique leaned her head against the wall and looked at him again. "I don't think I've seen you around before. What's your name? I'm Dominique, by the way."
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Post by Hector Mathews on Sept 5, 2008 18:46:32 GMT -5
“Jetzt verstehe ich” Hector added then realised it was germen what he said “Sorry I meant now I understand”. Sure the girl was pretty but she didn’t’ seem in a flirting mood. His accent clear but sometimes people got confused he was American in a German school Hector laughed at this. “I’m here for the torment, like others from Drumstrng” Hector added walking in the room more. All he did was lean agents one of the walls, it was messy but it didn’t matter. “I’m James Mathews, well Jamie it better then Hector” Hector added in a shrug his eyes on the girl.
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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 5, 2008 18:56:32 GMT -5
Dominique giggled as he spoke in another language. "German sounds cool when you speak it. I like the way it sounds," she said. Dominique started spinning a piece of her hair around her finger, one of the many bad habits she had become accoustomed to doing. "No wonder I haven't seen you before," she said, slightly embarrassed. She had totally forgotten about the whole tournament thing. "I feel so stupid," she admitted with a small laugh. Dominique saw him lean against the wall nonchalantly. He really had a way of holding himself that seemed rather attractive. He was calm and cool.
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Post by Hector Mathews on Sept 5, 2008 19:06:12 GMT -5
“Really, some hate it. I’m used to it, since I speak it all the time at school” Hector, added his eyes still on her. She wasn’t bad looking either he would check her out once she was looking the other way. “It’s cool, the torment hardly quiet, but everyone forgetful” Hector added then gave a smile to her. It was close to flirting but he couldn’t help it attractive girls what she he meant to do, talk like a normal person. Then he only spoke “Sehr attraktiv” it was very attractive in German but he didn’t mind her hearing the germen translation. “Your’e name?” Hector added again since he didn’t get one.
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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 5, 2008 19:17:31 GMT -5
Dominique raised an eyebrow at him. "How could some hate it? Whatever, they're just idiots," she said, rolling her eyes. She grinned, still slightly embarrased at her lapse of memory, and looked down at her feet, her hair falling from behind her shoulders next to her face. "Yeah. I know I shouldn't really forget it, but I tend to have my mind trapped in....other things?" she said, glancing up at him. He said something in German once again. "What did that mean?" she asked curiously, although she had a slight idea just by the way the second word sounded. "Dominique, Dominique Weasley," she replied, although she had given her first name before.
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Post by Hector Mathews on Sept 5, 2008 19:26:49 GMT -5
“My father one of them” Hector added then shrugged, sure he was used to it. He could speak perfectly good English and German, but for one his germen had to be perfect for school. As she went on it was clear she was embarrassed walking over taken a seat next to her. “It only one thing don’t worry, now you know, anyway. Also you really want to know what I said Dominique?” Hector added, he knew by name she must be related to the Wealsey that married an vela. Sure if his father knew what Hector was doing he get told off, but his father wasn’t here. “I will tell you, i said very attractive” Hector added this more silently then what else he said.
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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 5, 2008 20:14:54 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sorry," she apologized. She didn't want to offend him or anything. Dominique knew the aspect of families could be a touchy subject for some people, even if it wasn't for her. He came and sat down next to her. When he talked Dominique could faintly feel his warm breath on her face. "Thanks," she replied to his reassurance that it was okay she forgot. Dominique looked up into his eyes when he said he would tell her what he said in German. She smiled sweetly at his reply. "Thank you," she said, kissing him softly on the cheek. It was an impulse move; Dominique didn't even think of what she had done. "Sorry," she muttered.
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Post by Hector Mathews on Sept 6, 2008 7:49:49 GMT -5
“It fine, I’m used to him” Hector added he didn’t mind, in truth he hated both his parents and didn’t care what he said about them. His back was firmly placed to the wall but he head turned to face the female she just looking at her. “Your welcome” Hector added to the thank you. Even he got forgetful at times but others he didn’t mind he would laugh about it and cover it up. As another thanks was given Hector smiled slightly he didn’t mind he didn’t need it either. But when he felt the kiss on the check and heard her mumble. “I think we should, ban sorry for today’s talk. After all I might have to sorry later. But i don't see it that way” Hector added not fully saying what it was but it wasn’t a bad thing.
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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 6, 2008 8:28:39 GMT -5
Dominique nodded her head in understandment. Well, she could fathom where he was coming from, but she had never experienced it herself. She just kind of stared at her knees for a few moments, contemplating on what to say. Her blue eyes slid in and out of focus a little before she turned back to face him. The sunset hit the owlery through the windows, causing a bright light to eluminate the tower. Dominique laughed a little at his words. "I agree. Probably because I've said it at least three times in this conversation so far."
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Post by Hector Mathews on Sept 6, 2008 8:42:08 GMT -5
Hector only nodded “Dreimal sind genug” Meaning three times enough in English, it was unsure if he said it by instant in German or not but he did anyway. As the sunset hit the owelry and the light moved in from the open windows Hector did look at that. It was one of the good views you could see all over. But it was hard through window snow thick and cold to see the sun set often but Hector didn’t mind. “Well you want to go for walk, the night water is very relaxing some say” Hector added he didn’t want to sit in the castle the whole night.
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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 6, 2008 21:03:59 GMT -5
Dominique grinned slightly as he spoke in German again. She thought over in her mind whether she should ask him what he said or not. But then she ended up just forgetting about it. Really, how bad or good could it be? Well, the first time what he said was nice... Dominique just forgot about it and moved on from that conversation. She noticed him looking at the sunset out the window and smiled as she took the chance looked him over properly. He was rather good looking. "I'd like that. It's better than just sitting here," she said, motioning around the owl conjested room.
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Post by Hector Mathews on Sept 7, 2008 5:45:45 GMT -5
“We lets get going then? You have to show me the way mostly. After all you been here longer then I have” Hector added he knew the school some what but it was more wandering and finding. He knew were the lake was, but the Drumstrang ship was on there, sure he knew a little about the school just then he could talk to the female more as well. Standing up dusting off the grime but he really didn’t need to. Giving his hand to her, more as polite but also to take a full view of her more, but he wasn’t going to make it obvious he was.
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Post by Dominique Weasley on Sept 7, 2008 9:55:23 GMT -5
"Yeah, of course," Dominique said, not really thinking. She slipped her hand in his outstretched one as he helped her up from the ground. Once standing, she brushed herself off. The ground was a lot dirtier than she originally thought. Flipping her hair casually over her shoulder, she stood upright and smiled at him. "So, let's go," she said, starting to walk out of the owlery. Dominique mulled over what to say next. "So, do you like Hogwarts?" she asked, trying to start conversation. Dominique mentally hit herself, groaning at how stupid she sounded. She sucked at starting small talk.
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