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[lauren_taylor_d]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Under Your Spell' / Thursday, September 22 / 1:00 PM Study Hall
Location: Great Hall
Open To: Wes
Currently Involving: Lauren, Wes

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[wesleybroderick]

Wes had pretty easy Thursdays, having no classes besides Study Hall to go to. Really, the only thing that could make Thursdays better would be to not be forced into stupid Study Hall.

He had been settled in at a table with a quill in his hand (though he wasn't actually doing work) when Lauren sat down beside him. His eyes immediately went to her with a glare, and when she started humming, he was sure that his jaw tightened.

She'd always bothered him, being both a Gryffindor and Muggleborn, and with an exasperated sigh, he cleared his throat. "What do you think you're doing?"

[lauren_taylor_d]

Lauren started as someone spoke to her, not having realized that she had sat next to someone, let alone who. Ugh. If she had been more aware, she would definitely have not sat next to him of all people.

However, in the spirit of a new year, and because she had this crazy habit of wanting to give people a chance, she smiled at him sincerely.

"Hello Wesley, fancy meeting you here. How was your summer? Excited for your last year? I bet you'll do great on NEWTs." Yes, she realized she was going to get the death glare, but it was rather amusing to see his reaction.

[wesleybroderick]

...what the hell did she think she was doing?

She was sitting next to him, of all people, and trying to be cheerful as though they were friends! She must have had something slipped into her drink; it was the only explanation for her incredibly idiotic actions.

But -- then again...

He could always play a little... he hadn't had much fun yet this week, at least not fun in that sense. So, swallowing down his initial reaction of disgust with her, he managed to twist a smirk onto his face.

"My summer was lovely. I had quite a busy time with... my father's business."

He couldn't help the narrowing of his eyes as he spoke. Oh, he'd worked with his father's business, all right, and it was something that Lauren wouldn't appreciate in the least.

[lauren_taylor_d]

Whoa there!! That was not what she had been expecting. At all. The most she had ever gotten from Wesley Broderick was a cold stare and a few harsh words exchanged in the hallways.

Because of this, and because Lauren wasn't daft, she knew he was probably just putting on a show. Psh. No way was she going to fall for that trick. So if he wanted to play, oh, she'd so bring it.

"Oh how wonderful," Her smile became brighter, although she inwardly rolled her eyes at the mention of his fathers business. God knows what that man was up to. "I'm sure working with daddy dearest was good quality fun," She placed her hand lightly on his shoulder as she laughed, cringing to herself.

"Was that it, though? Just work?"