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Mar 26, 2007 16:39

Week Name/Date/Time: "Attack of the Wheezes" / Wednesday March 29th, 2006 / 1:00 PM... SHARP
Location: Grounds, just outside of entrance.
Open To: Fi, Erik
Currently Involving: Erik

Fi had been feeling odd at best. She had swiped a chocolate that had been sitting on a table in the Common Room, sad and sorrid without an owner/eater. Sure, her Mum had ( Read more... )

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erikcohen March 26 2007, 22:09:46 UTC

Erik Cohen was definitely having a very strange day. Possibly because everyone had classes off today, as they'd had all week, and not just him, which meant that he couldn't dominate the staircases for fear of being "accidentally" stepped on. There was also the possibility that he was simply giddy over having regular Bertie Bott's eating contests again. Bloody hell, he couldn't place the source of his happiness, but he did know he was very much looking forward to afternoon tea with Fi ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 26 2007, 22:22:11 UTC

Oh, and bleedin' jumping fae, there he was!! Her eyes widened as she immediately stood up, brushing her skirt down and clearing her throat and.. oh goodness gracious heaven of fire and earth and little fuzzy bunnies, it was ErikIt was Erik! Erik, who had always given her just that special bit of attention that made her feel good. Erik, who had aided or headed many a troublesome journey and was always up for that crazy little idea she'd think up in the middle of the night and madly throw out at him the following day, regardless of how dangerous or daft it might have been. Erik had always had this special place in her heart and for some reason little butterflies flew madly about in her stomach at the sight of him ( ... )

erikcohen March 26 2007, 22:38:05 UTC

It wouldn't be fair if Erik made Fi go on every adventure he thought up without aiding her in her own quests. He liked to think that he wasn't so selfish he couldn't see the importance of keeping a friendship strong. Fi had a special spot in his heart also! He just hadn't really realised that it was THAT big of a space. At least it seemed to be today.

Erik had never really thought that he'd fancied Fi McFinn. He definitely found her to be a great partner in crime, and an excellent stealer of tea, but fancy? He'd had Juhi before and then he'd been... mopey, and he'd heard about a fanclub involving Soren, kiitos. She didn't seem interested in him! Well, there was once... when she'd said he could make a good future boyfriend, but surely that had been a joke ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 26 2007, 22:47:13 UTC

IF HE WANTED A FANCLUB, FI WOULD MAKE ONE FOR HIM!! Ohhhh, but that would be horrible, as it would mean that she'd have to share him with the other fanclub members and really, that was a sacrifice she couldn't make! But she'd make a fanclub of one! Yes, a fanclub of one! She'd call herself the.. the... Lady of Erik Fancy! Yes!!

...

Not that she fancied him! Oh, heavens no! He was Erik, after all, and he was.. he was just Erik and that was that! She had denied any warm feelings for him that meant anything aside from friendship and despite the fact that little hearts were forming in her eyes every time she glanced at him and butterflies were now dancing bloody ballet, she'd still deny it!

Oh, but he looked so dreamy!!

Had she known that half of this was over her being in a dress, she would have promptly pointed out that she wore a dress quite often, even at the Yule Ball in which she was completely properly dressed and spent the evening as Simonster's bloody date. But he fancied her in a dress now? That very moment? ( ... )

erikcohen March 26 2007, 23:01:56 UTC

Erik didn't need a fanclub, he'd not meant to suggest that it was necessary. The point had been that he'd not really understood that she might possibly even think of him of anything more than just adventuring Erik Cohen because... he'd been informed she was swooning over Soren Sigurd! He didn't comprehend that swooning and FANCYING were two very separate concepts.

Not that he fancied her. At least he didn't think so. The little flips his stomach was doing was probably related to... oy, maybe he was allergic to chocolate. Totally possible. Maybe. No, probably not. Then... oy. Never mind. His stomach wasn't doing anything, thank you.

Perhaps that were true, but Erik had never really noticed the dress before, just... her. He paid attention to friendly things, not "OY FI LOOKS GORGEOUS" because... he didn't think that. He was Erik. She was Fi. Obviously ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 26 2007, 23:10:13 UTC

Actually, Fi had been swooning over quite a few different blokes during her time knowing Erik! She had just only made a fan club for one, and decided to be more open about her 'crushes' on the others from that point on. Merlin, there were even mass amounts of professors that she had annoyed as much as she could with professions of love and planning of future weddings! But yes, there was a difference between all of that and FANCYING, which is what she did over Erik. Fancied him.

Not that she fancied him, of course.

In as much as he hadn't noticed that she was a dress wearer or how she looked in them, in all fairness, Fi hadn't ever really worn a dress for him before! It was all costume and play, the extension of her vivid imagination in real-world play! But today, it was all wanting to look pretty because for some reason, she suddenly had this urge to impress him. It was very odd, actually ( ... )

erikcohen March 27 2007, 00:04:14 UTC

Erik wasn't the type to get multiple crushes at once, though he was a bloke and that meant it was somewhat expected of him. He could certainly admit when a girl was good looking! In fact, he knew already that he had an attraction to Lexi Winchester's hair, and he adored Avis's freckles, but he didn't fancy those girls.

Really, there was far too much talk about fancying going on here. Clearly that wasn't what either of them felt for the other. FANCYING. PBFT. It was.. Spring Fever! He had heard it drove people mental, he just hadn't believed it.

What was he saying, again? He was distracted by Fi's lip gloss. OY, NO HE WASN'T. FINNISH OPERA. He was closing his eyes and listening to Finnish opera in his mind because nothing was attractive about Fi. Well, no, she was but not to him because he was... Cohen. Phewww ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 27 2007, 00:15:18 UTC

MERLIN, NO, THEY DID NOT FANCY ONE ANOTHER AND THAT WAS THAT!

Fi was just.. oddish that day, that was all. Yes, she was coming down with a cold and.. yes, she was feverish! Feverish from blushing, but she kindly disregarded that thought as Fi didn't blush and if she did, it wouldn't be over Erik CohenMerlin, did that shirt make his eyes look absolutely amazing ( ... )

erikcohen March 27 2007, 01:08:58 UTC

WELL WHO WAS SHE TO SAY WHO HE DID OR DID NOT FANCY!? MAYBE HE BLOODY WELL DID!

Not that he did, really, he didn't think. If she was coming down with a cold and was feverish, then he had eaten a particularly powerful strange flavoured Bertie Bott's bean and it had thrown his system out of whack. It was totally possible. The only person who'd probably believe that would be Fi, because she'd always been so supportive and wonderful ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 27 2007, 01:19:06 UTC

Well of course she would have believed him and even comforted him through the suffering, patting him on the head, holding him close, and pressing little NON-EMOTIONAL kisses to his forehead. NON-EMOTIONALLY. Because she totally didn't fancy him. She just.. well, he was just special to her! NON-EMOTIONALLY. It was just in this way that one cared for and absolutely adored their very best mate in the most non-emotional, non-crush sort of way. YES. That was it!

There was something along the lines of an awkward laugh as he joked with her, which then extended itself into a more real one that caused her to grin at him, sparkly eyes sparkling furthermore and whatnot. Oh, he was smirking. Erik was brilliantly handsome when he smirked and Fi caught herself staring at it with smiling lips pursed together.

Ohhh, and then he had an arm around her and his head was in her hair and Fi absolutely forgot how to breathe!! She froze, eyes closing as her teeth grated on her bottom lip. He was close to her. She could feel his arm on her. ( ... )

erikcohen March 27 2007, 01:56:58 UTC

Erik wouldn't exactly call what he was going through suffering. There was the constant internal struggle, something in the back of him mind shouting at him to wake up and pay attention to the tea he was supposed to be drinking, but all in all it was rather nice. Fi was definitely not that difficult to look at, and he was feeling giddy aside from the occasional flailing ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 27 2007, 02:36:53 UTC

Well, of course Erik was handsome! She'd say it quiet or loud, left or right, from the hilltops or even in a dark corridor! He was incredibly handsome, that Erik Cohen!!

...not that she thought he was handsome or anything. Or fancied him. URG.

As her cup toppled over, spilling delicious Twinings all over a crisp, white table cloth. She immediately squeaked and started to rise when Erik ever-so-charmingly took care of it all. She sat there, mouth agape and eyes rising to watch him, and then... and then his arm brushed against her shoulder. Suddenly she couldn't breathe again. SURELY THERE WAS SOMETHING MEDICALLY WRONG WITH HER AND SHE SHOULD HAVE RUSHED OFF TO THE HOSPITAL WING, FORTHWITH!

Slowly, her head turned completely upwards as she watched him. "Er," she said in return, voice quiet and somewhat strangled, "...yes."

erikcohen March 27 2007, 03:02:29 UTC

It was incredibly kind of her to say, but it wasn't necessary to shout it from the hilltops. Fi had a fairly loud voice as it were, she could probably have some good range with a simple yell. Har. He liked that about her though, really. She could state what she meant and it was heard.

But he was only noting that as a friend. It wasn't like he was... fancying her or what have you. HA. What a laugh.

Erik charmingly took care of it all - literally. Cleaning charm, not so difficult to learn, something he had in his brain from all those times he'd spilled pumpkin juice at dinner.

There was definitely something wrong with her if she couldn't breathe. He could perform CPR, if he knew it. Oh bloody hell, that was probably something he should learn. Not NOW of course because that would... oh merlin it was warm out today ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 27 2007, 03:23:00 UTC

Oh Merlin, he was just so charming. Fi definitely took note of the charming way that he cleaned up her mess and immediately apologized for forcing him to clean up her mess as she was an utter idiot and, well, the rest was best left in quotations:

"...because yer hands, they're sure t' get messed n' it's all my fault as they're so grand n'..."

And she dropped it there. His.. hands? The bleedin' hell was she saying?! She didn't like his, pssshh, his hands! His hands were just.. hands! So what if they were nice and strong like and cleaned things up so well! Or if she had some fleeting mental image of his hand holding her's and how absolutely nice it would feel as his hands were, after all, very nice and manly and possibly warm and nice to hold!

Not that she cared! It was Erik and Erik's bleedin' hands. Wasn't like she.. fancied his hands or anything! No, she just fancied him! NO, SHE DID NOT. DID NOT ( ... )

erikcohen March 27 2007, 03:37:46 UTC

Erik Valentin Cohen was very rarely complimented on his hands, if complimented at all. He received a few kind words for not having a mental breakdown when his brother died, and occasionally someone would decide to like his hair, but his hands? They were normal and blokish and probably not all that exciting ( ... )

fifi_fo_fum March 27 2007, 03:50:01 UTC

((OOC: MELI MESSES UP AND HAS TO REPOST COMMENT))

There had been only two snogs in her life. Two. Considering that she had a life full of little crushes and adoration for almost every bloke that came her way, it was surprising. Two. Neither had been shared with blokes that had lovely hands or went on adventures with her, or even ones that had impressed her with their ability to handle tough situations to the point that when her own Keary, daft tosser that he was, passed on she hadn't shed a tear. She was reminded of the bloke that she admired to the point that she wanted to handle things just as he had.

Two snogs.

This would be one more.

Rhyming with tea and all of that pushed aside, yes, Fi was finally realizing (with lips pressed against her own) that she did fancy Erik. Yes, she had denied it every step of the way, even yelling and throwing fits when a bird mate of her's would question her on it! When Soren had gone off and gotten himself a girlfriend? She was questioned then and nearly knocked Sam Pascal clear off of ( ... )

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