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[tom_paddock]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Daily Grind' / Sept 2nd, 2006 / 7:42PM
Location: Great Hall, getting ready to take first years to the dorms
Open To: Margie
Currently Involving: Tom

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[margietheshy]

Well that was because they were all guys. If they were girls then they would have sided with Margie. Guys were completely insane and always seemed to need to do everything better than everyone else. She didn't really get it at all.

Awkward silence? She didn't know, she just stood there and watched as Tom struggled with trying to say something. Margie understood the problem and just smiled, looking down at the floor and shuffling her feet.

Now what?

Oh, Prefect duties. Right. And then Tom's arm was around her and suddenly her mind was going full blast, trying to figure out what she was supposed to do. Was she supposed to put her arm around him? Was she supposed to keep it down? Oh bugger this whole 'not knowing what to do' thing was going to keep on going wasn't it? And part of her had hoped it would stop once they started dating. A small part.

Of course when Tom said something like that she couldn't help her body seize up and her face turn bright red. That and she tripped over her feet and barely was able to save herself before looking at him. Oh Merlin, oh Merlin, he wasn't...serious? Maybe. No she just...yah.

"Tom!" Margie said, trying to keep her smile off her face. Ugh she wasn't supposed to be smiling right now but she was! In fact she didn't know what else to say, instead just nudging him softly in the side and keeping her head down so that she could at least look semi normal when they got to the group. Deep breaths. Wooo.

[tom_paddock]

Tom would blame the manly-ness and the need to be forever correct, on the testosterone. Come to think of it, a lot of the stuff he did he would blame on testosterone if he could. As it stood Tom didn't blame it on anything, nor did he acknowledge the fact that he could have a weakness.

"Calm down, Spazzy McGee," Tom teased as he stopped and made sure that Margie was okay before starting to walk again. "I'm only joking, unless... well, unless you want to, of course." He grinned, knowning Margie would most likely never be a broom-cupboard kind of girl. Tom honestly didn't care too much about that anyways - he wasn't like most guys that you'd see snogging the living daylights out of anything that moved.

Tom looked down at Margie but kept walking. He could finally call her his girlfriend after all of what happened last year and over the summer. Tom was probably the luckiest and happiest man walking today, and it was all because of Margie.

[margietheshy]

Margie made a few noises while trying to think of something to say before just managing to fall into silence, a silent huff coming out. She knew that he was just trying to get her riled up and it reminded her a little too well of the day that he kissed her.

Instead she just walked, making sure to pay extra close attention to her feet so that she didn't fall on her face or something equally as embarrassing. After a few moments she looked up at him and smiled hesitantly, not sure how she was supposed to act but not wanting to seem like she was ignoring him. That was how this whole mess started right?

"What did you do this summer? I didn't hear from you much," she said quietly, falling silent when they neared the group awaiting them. Oops?