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Post by Sara Cromwell on Apr 16, 2008 14:43:41 GMT -5
Sara hadn't been able to sleep the last few days. Ever since that night in the kitchen with James she couldn't help but think alot about it. Normally she didn't get like that around guys, but she had to admit he did uphold his reputation. No wonder girls flocked around him. But she wasn't going to do that. She may have a likeing to him but she wasn't fibble minded as those other girls. She would never admit to it, she was too stubborn. She shot out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. She fixed her hair and put it up in a messy ponytail. She walked over to her trunk and found her long silk pajamas robe. She put it on over her blue silk tank top and shorts and wraped it around her. She headed downstairs to see if anyone was up, but no one was there. She decided to walk down to the Room of Requirement. There she would maybe get some sleep. She walked down the long corridor towards the empty wall. Once she get there she opened the door and walked inside. She looked up to notice there were people already there. And to her surprise James was one of them. She stood a few feet away, holding her robe over her to cover herself. She looked at the three men, wondering what to do. She didn't know if she should leave or stay where she was. "Um...Hi." she muttered. OOC: I hope its ok.
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Post by James Potter on Apr 17, 2008 12:50:20 GMT -5
“Wouldn’t be surprised if you had,” James replied to Louis, “I think I’d been with a few,” his eyes moved to the back of his mind as he tried to recall so called incidence with some of the girls he had seen earlier but failed miserably and shook his head, “Na, can’t remember, they much have been crap, still it was a bloody good distraction from homework.” His gaze moved back to Albus as he started his speech about him calling girls birds and James couldn’t help but laugh, how many times had he heard this from girls in the past and yes he did have an answer to it.
“I will say to you what I say to everyone else. Calling girls birds is not an insult and never will be. Most birds, of the animal world are beautiful and graceful as are some woman, it is not out of lack of respect, I’d call it a compliment,” he replied before turning his head quickly away, “Bloody hell Albus I just said don’t blow that shit over me. You wanna do it its fine, just have a bit of respect for my health, yeah?” Shaking his head he raised the glass to his lips once more and downed the contents in one before replacing it back on the table, still listening to his brother go on.
“I respect woman,” he continued, “There is just too many in this world to be with just one, it would all just get boring after a whil…” James was cut sort when he heard the door of the room open and his gaze moved to see who might enter, another student maybe, he very doubted a professor would. And of course he couldn’t stop his eyes from widening slightly at the site of Sara Cromwell, he hadn’t really expected to see her so soon after their encounter down in the kitchen. He looked from the girl to Albus, “Well she would be one of the birds you just basically insulted, best start apologising mate,” he raised his eyebrows at his brother before picking up the whiskey bottle once more and pouring himself another glass.
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Post by Louis Weasley on Apr 17, 2008 13:16:00 GMT -5
"They are women, James, not birds. Birds are animals that fly."
Shaking his head, Louis heard James explanation "Nah, sorry to disagree with you gorgeous, Girls are indeed birds, I love the way they fly away from my bed every morning and never come back " he stated simply with a smile "Besides, what's the problem with calling them birds? It would be worse If we'd called them pigs, cows, bitch's or something of the sort" he added with his head turned to Albus.
As James kept talking, Louis drank the rest of his newly poured glass of whiskey but it was interrupted as the door to the room was opened. It would give him a lot of trouble if it were a Teacher, not only because he was there, but because he was there without giving detentions to his cousins. Gladly, it was just Sara, the girl he had talked with, a couple of days ago "Hi love" he greeted back with a warm smile "What brings you here at this hour?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.
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Post by darkangel on Apr 17, 2008 15:56:10 GMT -5
Al gave them both a disgusted look. Women to them were objects. How could they treat them so badly and get so many? Most likely the women they were with were stupid girls who didn't know what true respectful men were. Al loved his brother and cousin, they were just annoying and disrespectful.
"You people disgust me," he said to them. "I'll go party elsewhere, so I don't have to hear you disrespect women." He got up and stood next to his brother. He took a long drag from the cigarrette and blew it on him again. He then heard the door opened and saw a girl walked in. Hearing his brother's comment about him being disrespectful, he said, "I didn't disrespect anyone. You and Louis did." He threw the cigarette down and took the bottle of whiskey. "Sorry, I can't stay, Sara. Louis and James are jerks and they are driving me crazy."
OOC- I think I'm involved in too many threads right now, so I ended one for Al. Also, my mind was a blank.
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Post by Sara Cromwell on Apr 17, 2008 19:44:56 GMT -5
Sara watched as Albus grabed the firewhiskey. She sure needed it right now. She could feel her cheeks getting hot and red. "It's ok Albus." she said as she walked over to him and stood next to him. A smile crossed the American's face as she looked up at him, but it quickly faded when she looked over at Louis and James. She wondered what had happend before she interupted. With a confused look on her face she asked "Why are you talking about birds?" It was a silly thing to ask but she had to know. She looked down at the firewhiskey and sign. She really wanted some.
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Post by James Potter on Apr 17, 2008 20:05:04 GMT -5
The Gryffindors eyebrows raised at his brothers remarks but he did not reply and merely rolled his eyes as he watched him grab the bottle of whiskey. His face turned as once more smoke was breathed in his face and a disgusted look followed. “So mature,” he muttered sarcastically as he looked back to see him leaving. Albus was most defiantly something else, completely different to himself or Lily. Infact they all had completely different personalities. However much he loved his siblings they could really piss him off sometimes and Albus was right now.
James leaned back in the chair and sighed as he looked to the blonde, “Thinking about getting parrot,” he replied, “Might get a better conversation out of it then my brother, more entertaining I’m sure.” Taking a sip of the whiskey his gaze moved up and down Sara, as it had down in the kitchen. He wondered why the hell she was here anyway. Louis and himself had never had unexpected visitors here when relaxing with their evening drinks. He did not speak again but waited for her reply to his cousin as to why she was here.
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