Ceallach o Raghallaigh
Incarcerated
HS Prisoner: 25698
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Ooops - I don't regret anything I've done.
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Post by Ceallach o Raghallaigh on Sept 15, 2008 23:16:16 GMT 8
Zach took the glass from Ceallach and set it down on a nearby table. "Let's go upstairs," he suggested, already putting his arm around her waist, and steering her towards the stairs. He glanced back over his shoulder, and caught Aidan's eye. He glanced quickly at the stairs, then back, and gestured slightly with his head, raising an eyebrow at his twin. Aidan had been watching Zach kissing Ceallach, wondering if this was one of those times when he didn't want to share. Then Zach caught his eye, and made a couple of gestures - almost unnoticeable, but enough to let Aidan know what Zach was planning. He nodded slightly, and grinned. He'd give them a couple of minutes...Ceallach watched the glass leave her hand and followed it with her eyes as Zach set it down on the table. "Mhm. Sounds good," she said, letting him steer her over to the stairs. She wondered whether it was just going to be Zach. She was definately in the mood for both of them, but, she'd settle for one if that was the way they worked. |
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Sebastian Morter
Slytherin Student
Krys' Dark Boy
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Missing You. Finding Me
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Post by Sebastian Morter on Sept 18, 2008 12:53:55 GMT 8
Krys looked around in delight as an arm slid around her waist. "Hi gorgeous." she purred kissing him again and sliding her hand onto his knee under the table. "I'm a bit drunk." she informed him sounding very serious. "Wait, that pizza's cold." she told him. She waved her hand over it, heating it up like she'd done for herself and Dani. She squeezed his knee and looked at him apologetically. "Sorry. I know you felt that. I think it's the alcohol. I'm fine now. I was being silly." she told him. She smiled, hoping he could feel that she was telling the truth. It was weird how she was with him. She'd never been a jealous person but for some reason she was when it came to him. She hated it. She promised herself to work on it and reached for a bottle of butterbeer. She'd definitely had enough firewhisky for one night. "oooh, pwezzie!" she said excitedly. "Gimme!" she demanded, pouting in what she hoped would be an adorable expression Sebastian smirked slightly, but being close to her, he could feel exactl how clouded she was. "I think you should stick with water" He muttered.Smiling slightly as she heated up the pizza. "Thanks love" He murmured taking a bite. He could still feel the waves of jealously. She reeked of it, yet he knew why. If she came within a yard of another man, he didn't know what he'd do. Watching her face he smiled, leaning in. He couldn't resist kissing her. Her pout completely melting his heart. "Not just yet. " His hand snaking around her waist. He kissed her hair, "Be patient" He said, smiling despite himself. |
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Post by Aidan Fischer on Sept 21, 2008 0:49:17 GMT 8
Aidan sat at a small table, at the back of the room. He and Sinead hadn't had a chance to arrange a time, so he decided to just sit in the bar for a while. He ordered some ale, and picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet to while away the time. And if Sinead didn't show up - well, so far he and his twin didn't seem to have trouble meeting pretty girls in Diagon Alley. He didn't think he'd be alone too long.
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Post by sinead on Sept 21, 2008 1:11:22 GMT 8
Aidan sat at a small table, at the back of the room. He and Sinead hadn't had a chance to arrange a time, so he decided to just sit in the bar for a while. He ordered some ale, and picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet to while away the time. And if Sinead didn't show up - well, so far he and his twin didn't seem to have trouble meeting pretty girls in Diagon Alley. He didn't think he'd be alone too long. Sinead walked into the bar, looking around. She saw Chris, who came over and gave her a massive bear hug. "How are you cousin?" he asked, pulling back and looking at her. He nodded. "You're looking well." "Why thank you, Christopher!" she laughed lightly. "You're looking ... grim." "Thanks my dear. Because a man lives to be called grim," he said trying to be serious, although laughing himself. "Eh, just got a few things going on at the moment." Sinead nodded, looking over cousin's shoulder, and seeing Aidan at a table in the corner. "If you don't mind, cousin, can I get a Firewhiskey? And we'll do our catch up another time?" she asked, smiling childishly at him. He nodded and fetched her drink, handing it too her. They embraced again, before she walked over to Aidan. "Hey," she said, sitting the chair across from him. |
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Post by Aidan Fischer on Sept 21, 2008 1:25:08 GMT 8
Aidan smiled as Sinead spoke to him. "Hi. Glad you could make it," he said. He looked at her glass. "Firewhiskey? That's my usual drink, but I like to sample to local ales too." He took a gulp from his glass, before he asked, "So how's the wand business? The one you sold me earlier seems pretty good. I hate to say it, but it might even suit me better than the old one did."
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Post by sinead on Sept 21, 2008 1:31:39 GMT 8
Sinead laughed. "Yeah, Firewhiskey. When you run your own business, you tend to need something a little stronger," she said, taking a sip, letting the hot liquid run down her throat. "How's the wand business? Pretty much the same as it's always been. There's no more wizards and witches being born, than there used to be. If anything, there's less. I get all the Hogwart's first years' in. They're adorable," she said, smiling softly as she spoke. "Then I get those unfortunate sous, such as yourself that have to replace their wands." So, really, it's no different than it was when my uncle ran the store." Hearing he liked his wand, she smiled. "Well, I'm glad about that. I'm glad it's working for you," she said, smiling encouragingly at him, taking a sip of her drink, surveying him over the rim of the glass.
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Post by Aidan Fischer on Sept 21, 2008 1:57:57 GMT 8
"I got my first wand in Paris. Chestnut, with a dragon heartstring core, 9 1/2 inches. It was made from the same tree as my brother's wand, though his was a unicorn tail hair core. It felt like our wands were twins too, that's why I didn't want to get a new one. But now I have, I think it was time I had something different." Aidan knew he was talking too much, and what he really wanted was to listen to Sinead talk instead. "I'm guessing you went to Hogwarts - what's it like? I bet it's a lot different from Durmstrang!"
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Post by sinead on Sept 21, 2008 2:33:21 GMT 8
Sinead smiled. "Yeah, I did. Ravenclaw," she added. "Eh, it's just a school. You've got teachers, you go to classes. Although, from what I've heard, the things that go one betweem classes have become more prominent." She shrugged her shoulders, taking a gulp from her glass.
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Post by Aidan Fischer on Sept 21, 2008 6:26:31 GMT 8
"Ravenclaw? That's where I'll be. Sixth year." He drank some more ale, and went on, "Between classes? Sounds intriguing. At Durmstrang, boys and girls were supposed to be kept strictly apart outside class. Of course, we all ignored that rule. He smiled reminiscently. He drained his glass, and said, "So, you own the wand shop now. I've heard of your uncle, of course, he was practically a legend. Was my new wand made by him or by you?"
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Post by sinead on Sept 21, 2008 15:05:57 GMT 8
Sinead smiled. "Yeah, he was a genius. Certified genius. A little loopy, though. Your wand was made by me. Just the other day actually. It was an experiment that went right. A new way of lying the hair in the wood. And the carving has something to do with it as well." She smiled sheepishly when she realised she was babbling. "So, yeah, it was made by me."
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Post by Aidan Fischer on Sept 21, 2008 15:20:21 GMT 8
Aidan listened to her explanation. He really was interested, but she seemed to think she was talking too much. He smiled, and reached over to take her hand, looking at it for a moment. "So this is the very hand that made my wand? Must be a very talented hand!" He gave her one of his mischievous smiles. He wouldn't mind discovering what other talents that hand might have... He was about to let her hand go, but decided he was quite happy to continue holding it. Hopefully, Sinead wouldn't mind either. Randomly looking for something to say, he said, "So, do you live near Diagon Alley? I think my parents are looking for a house in this area."
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Post by sinead on Sept 21, 2008 15:57:09 GMT 8
Sinead looked at her hand as he took it. She hadn't been expecting that. She smiled. "You could say that," she replied, returning his mischievous smile, with one of her own, images of a few other things she'd like to do with her hands, running through her mind. "I actually live in the flat above my shop. For convenience really. I'm here all the time, I'm around everything. I'm in the shop if anyong needs me, etc. It's good. My cousin offered to set me up in here, but I like my flat. It's nice," she said, on the verge of saying something along the lines of, 'you wanna come cheak it out?', but stopped herself.
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Post by Aidan Fischer on Sept 22, 2008 7:58:30 GMT 8
"Your own flat? Sounds great - having your own space, I mean. I always have to share with my brother. Don't get me wrong, Zach's a great guy, but now we're older, I think we both want a bit more privacy. I'm sharing a room with him here - it's a bit... inconvenient, if you know what I mean." He smiled at Sinead, meeting her gaze steadily. He'd like to invite her up to his room, but Zach might come back at any time... he might even be there already! And as much fun as it had been to share Ceallach with Zach, he didn't feel like a repeat just yet.
"So if you live on Diagon Alley, you must know all the interesting places that visitors never notice. Maybe you could show me a few of them?"
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Post by sinead on Sept 22, 2008 9:07:43 GMT 8
"Ugh. I hate sharing. I'm an only child, so I never had to. But when I did some travelling after school I had to share. That did not go down well!" she laughed. She returned Aidan's gaze, wondering whether or not she should invite him back to her place. She decided to throw caution to the winds and just ask him.
"So, umm. How about we do the tour later, and you come back to my flat, so we can ... talk more in private," she suggested.
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Post by Aidan Fischer on Sept 22, 2008 10:34:31 GMT 8
Aidan grinned. "Sounds good. It'll be nice to get away from the Leaky Cauldron for a while. It gets a bit noisy sometimes. Here, why don't I get a bottle of something to take with us, and the we can just relax and talk and... get to know each other better."
He went over to the bar, and returned with a bottle in hand. He held it up. "Buttershots - It's a muggle drink, doesn't have the same kick as firewhiskey, but it - uh - goes down real smooth," he told her with a wicked grin.
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