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[preston_victore]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Promises and Plans' / Sunday, October 9th / 10 p.m.
Location: Slytherin Common Room
Open To: Audrey
Currently Involving: Preston

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[audreyrochester]

It was only 10 o'clock, and Audrey was still wide awake. She realized she probably should be in bed, since she needed to get up early in the morning, but she simply couldn't be bothered

[preston_victore]

Preston looked up sharply, eyes surprised as he saw someone slipping down into a chair nearby. He eased only slightly as he realized it was Audrey; Audrey -- whom he could distract his mind with by having a good snog!--

...Ah. No.

Not even that thought was putting his mind at ease. Truth be told, he was a bit overwhelmed. He'd never tell anyone that, not even her, so it was pretty much confined to his thoughts. He knew what he wanted to do, knew whose side he was on; but he had a lot to live up to, and it worried him slightly.

He looked to the gorgeous creature, offering his best smile. "Unable to sleep when all I can think about is a lovely bird named Audrey," he replied, though his tone lacked the usual charm he oozed. Bollocks, she'd know something wasn't right.

[audreyrochester]

She automatically started to roll her eyes when he made the comment about thinking about her. How like him to say such a thing. Except this was different, she realized, stopping herself from making some snarky comment.

His whole demeanor was off. What was wrong with him? In all her years she had known him, she couldn't recall a time she had ever seen him like this.

Audrey wasn't that observant of a person, mostly because she was wrapped up in her own little world. But when she took the time to watch and observe others, she could pick up on the slightest of details. He seemed... nervous? Was that it?

"What's wrong Preston?" She sat up straighter, leaning toward him a little. And was that concern in her brown eyes? Possibly.

[preston_victore]

"Wrong?" he repeated, brow raising as he watched her. "Nothing really wrong. Just... plagued with thoughts, I suppose." He shrugged, knowing it must have been so terribly hard for her to think that he was concerned with actual thoughts, and not just the general workings of plots and how to get into females' skirts.

He wasn't really up for sharing, so he gestured to her with a nod, looking down briefly to her journal with a small smile. "Up for a bit of late night pondering, yourself, then?" he asked, looking back up to her eyes with a bit of a brighter disposition.

It was his way; most would never know it, but her preferred to keep his troubles just that -- his troubles. He didn't bother others with them, didn't make them worry about him. Of course, why he bothered with not wanting her to worry never crossed his mind.

She was a friend, after all.

[audreyrochester]

((THEY REALLY ARE!! *bounces*))

"Well perhaps with me, you should wait for invitations!" Audrey was completely flustered, her normal eloquence slipping from her as she brushed the stray curls from her eyes.

Gah!!

She absolutely abhorred this feeling... a mixture of disgust and hatred, with a little bit of sheer want on the side. She was finding it harder and harder to deny; she did want Preston. GASP!

But Audrey had to keep said feelings in check. Even if they felt the same way about each other(which, she knew he didn't feel the same way), she was doomed. Her parents would be arranging her marriage soon. Why bother with Preston, in that case? It would only end up hurting her more.

"I'm not like the other girls..." Her voice finally lowered, her breathing once again labored as her true feelings for him finally began to sink in, "I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't treat me as such."

Push it away, don't think about it. You're tired - your mind is playing tricks on you. He doesn't mean anything to you. He's just a silly boy. Yes,

[preston_victore]

Preston lounged in the chair, one leg tossed up lazily over the arm. He was watching her, listening to her, utterly and completely amused by her. Miss Calm and Composed had just lost a bit of that cool and he had caused it. Glory!

He brought a hand up to inspect his neatly trimmed nails, appearing quite bored despite the entertainment he found in the situation, until her words caused his eyes to flicker up to her.

She sounded more calm, and what she said certainly caught his attention.

"Audrey," he cooed softly, brow furrowing in immense concern. "Of course you aren't like other girls. I merely thought that if I didn't bestow you with the same shenanigans you might think I thought less of you! I wouldn't want that, now would I

[audreyrochester]

How could he... how dare he... did he really have the gall to lounge back in the chair and treat this ordeal as if it weren't a big deal? Oooh, she wanted to wipe that smug look off his face

[preston_victore]

Oh, she was getting angry. He could see it written all over the pretty little scrunched up face. He was anticipating the explosion, that much was for sure.

However, he was horribly shocked as her palm smacked soundly across his cheek. His head snapped to the side, his expression one of complete surprise.

Audrey.. just.. slapped him. He repeated this in his head, still trying to get his mind around the whole ordeal. She slapped him. She slapped him.

Oddly enough, he should have been incredibly angry. He should have ... he didn't know, do something manly like yell and .. what, stomp away? That was ridiculous. However, he was strangely impressed. He had told her she was worth it, and she'd just proven it.

She wasn't like any other girl.

Oh, and... dammit, she was yelling at him in Italian. Why had he not let his grandfather give him those lessons?? WHY? He stood, finger pointed more toward the ceiling than at her.

"I!... don't know what you just said," he confessed, albeit angrily, "but... Oh bollocks