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Nov 27, 2016 19:43:02 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 19:43:02 GMT -7
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Ondina raised her head when he wiggled and 'scolded' her for changing her opinion. "You're the one that made it sound like you wanted a different answer." She smugly retorted. She was smirking, obviously pleased that he'd reacted to her taunt. "I still don't like being called Miss Weasley." She added as a side note, even though he was already fully aware of her thoughts on that particular title.
Her feet finally touched the ground as she scooped up her remaining clothes. She'd already been half dressed, before they'd gotten side tracked. She'd just finished dressing when he turned back to her and asked if he'd see her again soon. Ondina tapped a finger a finger against her lips, feigning a deep in thought look. "Maybe." She answered as she shrugged lightly and scooped up her wand and conjured up a hair tie. Pulling her hair up into a messy bun, she smirked at him. "We'll just have to wait and see." She added. Of course he'd be seeing her again. When... Well, she wasn't sure. These stolen moments together didn't really have any rhyme or reason to them, they just happened.
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Nov 27, 2016 20:40:37 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 20:40:37 GMT -7
Daryl laughed. He didn't want a different answer, he had just been shocked at the one she gave. It wasn't every day that someone called sleeping with him perfect, and coming from Ondina Weasley, that was a wonderful compliment. "I know you don't like it, but I don't care. I like it." Daryl winked at her as she got the rest of her clothes as well.
He tilted his head at she put her hair up, but still continued to smile. "Wait and see we shall." Daryl bent over and grabbed his sketch pad and put it in his pocket. With a wave of his wand, he shrunk down his canvas of the bird and handed it over to Ondina. "Now I must go, but here, you can have this. As a reminder of today." Daryl smirked once more before swiftly turning around and leaving the classroom, his robes billowing behind him.
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