Week Name/Date/Time: 'Join the Club' / Tuesday, March 14th, 2006 / 12:14 PM Location: Over by the fireplace in the Great Hall Open To: Anyone - maybe Fi or a guy that's in the book? Currently Involving: Celeste
Dustin Alden may or may not have been in this book, though if he could give his own opinion on the matter, he'd say he wasn't nearly as good looking as most blokes in the school. Not to mention he'd been absent from the castle for a month or two. Unfortunately, it had been a rather bad time to return. Not only was one of his best friends, Erik Cohen, at St. Mungo's and unable to rejoice over Dustin's arrival, but the Captain that had taken his place, Darin DeLouise, had died in the attacks on Hogsmeade. Which, interestingly enough, Dustin had only missed by one day. Sophie had almost owled him to warn him not to come to Honeydukes, but that had not happened. So here he was, back in his spot as Captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team and feeling... awkward.
What sounded brilliant right now? A gigantic meal, a full lunch, a feast for his stomach. It would feed the brain, and his brain needed food very badly.
He was so determined to eat that he headed straight for the Great Hall, arms filled with books and scraps of parchment and
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Well, Dustin would be right on the fact that he wasn't in the book. After today though, he'd be in there right under 'Cute Quidditch Players' and next to either Noah or James. Either way if Dustin was making it into CJ's book that was saying something - especially on his part. CJ hadn't paid much attention to the attacks because she didn't really know anyone that was caught up in them, aside from a few of the guys in her book.
Food wasn't what Celeste had come here for. Every now and then she'd grab up a roll or something small but she was there more to try and update her book and add in her latest discovery.
Celeste looked up from the beautiful faces she was pasting into the book and saw a bunches of papers go flying towards the fireplace. Unfortunately, she wasn't quick enough to save them and a couple drifted in there but after casting 'Aguamenti' on the fireplace and going over there to fish them out, she looked up to see an older Hufflepuff dropping his books and trying to save those papers
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Dustin would never be able to think of himself as a cute Quidditch player. Perhaps after much work on his self-esteem he'd be able to say 'somewhat attractive', but that was really just how his brain operated. Couldn't soak in compliments as much as he would have liked, enough to give him that overall confidence. Of course, he was always confident on the pitch, but that was something entirely different
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Celeste would never tell it straight to Dustin's face 'Oh yeah, and just thought you might want to know that you're one hot stud' with a cheesy wink added in there for good measures. If anything she'd probably be just stuck flirting with him which wasn't such a bad thing afterall.
CJ had eaten more than a roll for lunch if you count pumpkin juice and different sweets as a real lunch. She wasn't the kind of person that piled normal foods in a big mountain on her plate like she'd seen all too often. No, she'd be the one with a plate stacked high of sweets and candies
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What sounded brilliant right now? A gigantic meal, a full lunch, a feast for his stomach. It would feed the brain, and his brain needed food very badly.
He was so determined to eat that he headed straight for the Great Hall, arms filled with books and scraps of parchment and ( ... )
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Food wasn't what Celeste had come here for. Every now and then she'd grab up a roll or something small but she was there more to try and update her book and add in her latest discovery.
Celeste looked up from the beautiful faces she was pasting into the book and saw a bunches of papers go flying towards the fireplace. Unfortunately, she wasn't quick enough to save them and a couple drifted in there but after casting 'Aguamenti' on the fireplace and going over there to fish them out, she looked up to see an older Hufflepuff dropping his books and trying to save those papers ( ... )
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CJ had eaten more than a roll for lunch if you count pumpkin juice and different sweets as a real lunch. She wasn't the kind of person that piled normal foods in a big mountain on her plate like she'd seen all too often. No, she'd be the one with a plate stacked high of sweets and candies ( ... )
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