:Week Name/Date/Time: 'Sometimes You Just Can't Win'/ Saturday, September 23, 2006/ 1:15 PM
Location: The Infirmary
Open to: Brinley, Illiad, and a very disturbed Madame Pomfrey
Currently Involving: Lou-boo!
RUNRUNRUNRUNRUNRUN!
That was the noise Louvika Hawkin's brain made. It sounded, actually, a bit trainish. Intresting thought to ponder later, but
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Money wise.. well, yes. They'd be well taken care of. His grandparents understood that Brinley was a vain, vapid creature. They gave him all the money he wanted and let him do whatever he wanted to with it. Sure, having Illiad with him would mean that he'd not be able to buy as much clothes (responsibility, whatever), but surely he could just get more funds to cover it all. Or.. blimey, get a job of his own sooner.
Did he want to go with Illiad?
Absolutely.
Last thing he'd want is for December to come 'round, and Illiad chicken out. Oh, would he be so mad. And.. hurt. He didn't want to make plans and have them broken. He'd look like a damn fool to his grandparents and they'd likely even throw in a 'I told you so', pointing out that Illiad's blood-traitor family made him unworthy anyway. Oh, if he could avoid that? He would. He'd do anything, especially when his grandparents were involved.
"Yes," he replied quietly as he inspected the little spot where Illiad's jaw met his ear, then pressed lips against it quickly. "You'll need to extra hand to move your belongings. And I can hex those bloody fools should they try to get in your way."
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