Week Name/Date/Time: 'Friends In Low Places' / Tuesday, April 4th, 2006 / 8:53 PM
Location: 3rd Floor corridor
Open To: Adriana
Currently Involving: Jaser
Jaser stalked around the corridors looking for Adriana. He was in FUKD now, and she was the head of the group, as well as prefect to Slytherin house, so perhaps she could think of a solution to this
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Ah, Slytherin Prefect and FUKD leader. Sounded so grand and important. Rightly attached to a Winters name, and sure as hell wasn't going to be Tatiana.
Unlike Jaser, Adriana put little thought into the whole house elf issue. They weren't that bad of a nuisance, in her opinion, it was those creatures that kept things tidy and in order! Sure, seeing them pop up all over the place was a tad odd, but they were so easily ignored.
Turning the next corridor on her entirely boring and pointless prefect rounds, she spotted a fellow Slytherin that looked a tad out of place walking around. Eyebrow quirked, Adriana slowed her walk, spinning her wand back through her fingers until it lay in her palm, pointed directly at Jaser's chest.
"I regret to inform you there are not any good snogging spots around here. Try the fourth floor."
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Gotten over what happened between him and Dorian? Merlin, who gives a bloody crap? Dorian. Everything somehow came back to Dorian. Adriana was rather tired of it now. She hadn't seen sodding Mr. Grace in quite a long time, and the sodding ponce could take his bitter arse and continue acting like said sodding ponce for all she particularly cared at this point. Best snog buddy, no doubt, but even a brilliant snog wasn't worth that much fighting to Adriana. If he couldn't stop being so annoyingly stubborn and just see how amazing she was, it was his loss ( ... )
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Yes. His bruise had been faiding. The bruise that she laid on him after she had found out that he was the reason that Dorian was nearly sent to the Hospital Wing. He felt his nose a bit. It did not hurt anymore, thankfully, because how would that look? "Is that regret I hear?"
She might have turned around, but he did not. He kept his stare at the floor, "Adriana, I'm flattered that you would want me to propose so to you, but honestly I would rather wait for a while."
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