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Hope you've had your caffeine...

Sep 28, 2007 09:36

Who : Everyone
When : September 28th, around 7:30AM
Where : Garden - dance floor.
Rating : TBA
Summary : Music starts to play...

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daphne, romilda, rita, ginny, terry, week 7, pansy

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nevilletherebel September 28 2007, 10:52:57 UTC

Neville stretched out in his sleeping bag, blinking the dew out of his eyes as the music blared around him. He wriggled up to his knees on the dancefloor and swayed back and forth.

He was never, ever going to dance willingly again. This was just too much.

poisoned_quill September 28 2007, 11:53:12 UTC

Ohhh, what? Not again. Rita rolled out of bed, bleary-eyed. She couldn't take much more of this, she really couldn't. Gods, the sun was even up, and hadn't woken her.

It had been a while since that had happened.

She stumbled outside, barely making the thirty seconds but hardly caring any more, and danced the best she could manage at this time of the day - moving listlessly and out of time.

Whatever. Fuck it.

She was awake by the time the song ended, though, in a manner of speaking, and couldn't help but notice Neville, still swaying on his knees on the dance floor, even after the music had stopped.

He was in a sleeping bag. Merlin's balls, has he slept outside in nothing but that? In September? Gods, he must have been freezing. He looked it. Looked like death, really.

She approached him and he didn't even seem to notice her until she touched his cheek with two fingers.

"Merlin, Neville, you're freezing." She drew her hand away. "Did you sleep out here?"

nevilletherebel September 28 2007, 12:01:17 UTC

Neville too was much more awake when the song ended, and blinked up at Rita as she touched him, yelping and tugging away. Damn, her hands were -hot-! He sank a little deeper into his sleeping bag ( ... )

poisoned_quill September 28 2007, 13:17:49 UTC

"Better five minutes naked out here than freezing your bloody bits off overnight," she said, but by then he was already struggling to his feet and hopping inside. The sight might have been amusing, but she didn't really have the strength to laugh ( ... )

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last_born_girl September 28 2007, 11:48:01 UTC

"Well, this could be worse" Ginny murmured to herself "At least I'm already up... Just have to rejig the workour schedule"

She made her way over to the dancefloor arriving with 5 seconds to go, and began to dance.

queeniegreeny September 28 2007, 12:54:53 UTC

Daphne came running out, nearly colliding with Ginny.
She gasped for air, while making a weak attempt at shaking her hips.
"Did I make it?"

last_born_girl September 28 2007, 15:59:23 UTC

"Yes... Just" replied Ginny, shuffling her feet in a semi-rhythmic way while reaching out an arm for Daphne to steady herself against.

"Coffee all round when this is done, I think"

queeniegreeny September 28 2007, 16:08:56 UTC

"I'll join in on that" Daphne agreed.
"Are we done soon?" she huffed. She was extremely tired and just wanted to fall asleep right here on the floor.

tbootylicious September 28 2007, 13:49:54 UTC

Terry finally managed to crack his eyes open enough to look at a clock. Oh, this was just bloody ridiculous. He quickly ran through his options. Obviously, he was supposed to run out to the dance floor and starting dancing. But he was warm and comfortable in bed and could do with a couple more hours sleep.

Thinking to the rules, Terry knew that Big Brother had said quite clearly that if someone missed the dancing, they would have to do a second round in only their underwear. Seeing how he was only wearing underwear now, this wasn't going to make any difference to him. With this thought, Terry rolled over and closed his eyes again.

bitchy_nuisance September 29 2007, 17:50:54 UTC

Pulling the covers more firmly over her head, Pansy tried to ignore the insistant blaring noise. She groaned and turned over, when it didn't work, then she tried to stick her head under the large pillow, trusting the thickness and the layers of feathers to block out the music.

Music?

Pansy shot up from the bed and cursed. "They have got to be bloody kidding." She groused and got out of bed, threw a robe over her night clothes and stalked out into the garden only to see the large digital clock hit zero.

Rolling her eyes, Pansy leaned against the doorsill and watched the others as they continued dancing. "I'm going to curse the sodding idiot who thought of this particular game." She muttered to herself.