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Post by misslinnyb on Apr 22, 2011 20:36:29 GMT -5
Smirking rather deviously, he replied, "Maybe I will." There was nothing saying he hadn't already had dirty dreams about half the decent looking girls in Slytherin house so one more wouldn't kill him. She was right though, he didn't really want to hear all about her other likes and dislikes. Delving into a conversation with any female was exactly what he didn't want to do. Without much more to say, he leaned his head back and let his dark eyes close.
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Post by audrey on Apr 22, 2011 20:44:57 GMT -5
'Pervert' Audrey laughed, shaking her head at him slightly. She didn't mind it, though, because it made being around him easier in her opinion. If he was being honest with her then there wasn't a whole lot left to worry about.
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Post by misslinnyb on Apr 23, 2011 12:18:14 GMT -5
Though the pitch would have been his ideal place for peaceful silence, the common room was working perfectly fine. Even if there was someone else occupying the space, Audrey was probably better that some of the other Slytherin girls who might have wanted to pester him. With his eyes still closed, Marcus merely responded, "You love it really." He had to admit that she was right but weren't most blokes?
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Post by audrey on Apr 23, 2011 13:30:20 GMT -5
'You keep telling yourself that' Audrey laughed, knowing that he truly was dreaming. In her opinion she was more than just a nice body and she liked for people to remember it, too, not wanting to be seen as something that shouldn't be heard. That was, without a doubt, the best thing about being a simple halfbood, she didn't have to live up to that whole being seen but not heard wife thing. That was the last thing she wanted, that was for sure.
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Post by misslinnyb on Apr 25, 2011 12:55:09 GMT -5
Flint began to really relax for the first time tonight. It was much quieter in the common room than in his dorm where he wagered snores were still echoing off of the stoney walls. Aside from that Audrey gave him something to do - well, daydream about anyway. His mind began to delve into the usual place most teenage wizards found themselves when left to think about hot witches. In a very off-handed tone, he half noted, "Wouldn't mind seeing you in Play Wizard."
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Post by audrey on Apr 25, 2011 22:53:09 GMT -5
'I bet' Audrey commented with a laugh, shaking her head as she did so. Such a typical male thing to say, she decided after a moment, and yet she hadn't really seen it coming, either.
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Post by misslinnyb on Apr 26, 2011 12:07:56 GMT -5
The notion of Marcus Flint with any piece of reading material, especially schoolbooks, was absolutely ludicrous. Reading was not his style. In his mind, that was something nerdy little Ravenclaws did for fun. There were, however, two things that he did look at when the desire arose: Quidditch magazines and Play Wizard Magazine. Obviously Audrey didn't mind his little comments because, even with his eyes closed, he could tell that she was laughing when she replied. "Centerfold, Miss March," he thought aloud, the usual smirk remaining deeply etched on his face.
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Post by audrey on Apr 26, 2011 12:48:28 GMT -5
'Why March?' Audrey asked him curiously, unable to help but wonder why it was that he'd chosen that month for her in his mind. Perhaps he didn't have a reason for it, perhaps it was just the first month that popped into his head, but then again, maybe there was a reason and if there was, Audrey wanted to know it.
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Post by misslinnyb on May 19, 2011 11:59:40 GMT -5
Why March? Marcus had no clue why he'd thought of March other than that it was the first month to pop into his head. Of course his birthday was also in March and March did sound a lot like Marcus so, naturally, it would come to mind first, right? With a shrug of his shoulders as his only response, Flint went back to thinking about Play Wizard Magazine and some of the girls he would have minded seeing as centerfolds. He certainly was not lying when he had noted Audrey as one of them.
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Post by audrey on May 19, 2011 13:15:17 GMT -5
She was truthfully a little disappointed that he couldn't explain himself but Audrey simply let it slide, instead allowing silence to settle over them and ultimately allowing his daydream to continue, not that she knew that.
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