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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 11, 2008 3:06:45 GMT 8
 
Dark red hair fell shoulder lenth, Today in particular it was up and bangs fell into her bright blue eyes. She wore a black hoodie over a green tank top, with dark blue jeans. The weater today, was particularly crappy. The outside, was stormy and gloomy. Almost as if a dementor were to come. But Ginny Weasley, constantly, wiped the thought of those livid creatures from her mind. her dark blue eyes scanned over the stairs as she walked, she reached the fourth floor eventually, and exited. She wanted to head towards the Library.
Ginny glanced out a near by window, the weather was remaining the same. Drat, she thought. I really was dying to get outside for some quidditch. Ginny wandered towards the library door. The librarian was at her desk, and Ginny cringed at the sight of her. She really didn't like that women. She could practically assume, that at the moment she was alone in the library. Good. She couldn't help but smile. She had everything now. The most amazing boyfriend. Her best friends. Most her family, she sighed. Most. She shook her head.
Ginny's dark blue eyes circled around the library. She was looking for another book on the darker beings of creatures. Because everything in her world, was dark vrs. light. And saddly, Ginny had to deal with the affects. And she needed to know what could possible be on the "dark, side." Ginny searched as she walked the rows. Her dark blue eyes noted a shiny object in the corner, it made her jump. And she quickly turned towards it. It was a necklace. She made her way around a few disorganized stacks to the lusterious object. She kneeled down to pick it up.
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Post by Jonathan Garcia on May 11, 2008 4:00:47 GMT 8
The young prince wandered into the library, slightly annoyed. A few heads turned to his direction and quickly looked away. His sapphire blue eyes were blazing like cold stones. He ran his fingers through his coal black hair. Wander if there are any books on politics? He hoped there was. Jonathan loved politics but many people in the court thought it was no fiting subject for the prince. Well let them think what they want to think, he thought annoyed. Its not like I am going to change because if it.
His eyes fell on a window and noticed it was raining. Dang, he thought. I was going to get a bit of sword training in. Great Mithros, he breathed, seeing a flow of red hair. His eyes filling with curiousity he walked forward. He gently tapped her shoulder, not wanting to startled her.
"Hello there miss," he said gently.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2008 0:24:10 GMT 8
Clasping her hand around the locket, Ginny flew up in the hair as someone touched her shoulder. She nearly shrieked. Her dark blue eyes were wide, and she looked over the boy in front her. She breathed. "Holy frogs," she said short of breath. Her dark blue eyes were on the boy, her hand still clasped tightly around the locket. She tighted the black hoodie around her body. "Have you ever thought of making some noise, before you walked up behind someone?" she said sourly. She hated being surprised. And lately, people were really good at doing so. She'd casted the Bat Bogey Hex, just recently, on a Hufflepuff who'd scared the crap out of her.
Who the bloody hell is this guy, anyways? Ginny was normally very warm and nice, but lately, She'd been really jumpy and really nervous, and on all pretenses. She was really scared. Ginny's dark red hair fell into her face. She crossed her arms across her chest. She sighed, and looked at her feet. What made her so nervous? she wasn't even sure. She looked around again. "I'm sorry, my names Ginny, and i really didn't mean to jump down you're throat," she said it meaningfully.
Her dark blue eyes looked him over, sadly. She was nervous, sad, anxious all at once. Her dark blue eyes were focused on her feet, she was jumpy, and being in the library she thought was going to be much quieter, and less tense then where everything else was. But it wasn't. She sighed, leaning against the book case, she smiled at him. "I'm really sorry." she said. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Jonathan Garcia on May 12, 2008 1:08:35 GMT 8
Jon chuckled at her actions. "Its quite allright Ginny. I did not mean to startle you," he said kindly. She almost looks like the Goddess herself. He shook his head at a thought. Bad Jonthan, he could almost hear Raoul in his head. Oh well, he thought with a sigh. I can have fun at least though.
The prince smiled at her. "You can call me Jonathan. Or Jon. In due time he will tell her all about him being a prince. And not a moment to soon. He then frowned as he looked at her more closely. "Are you allright?"
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2008 8:15:05 GMT 8
Ginny smiled as he spoke, she nodded kindly. "Thanks, and it's not your fault...Everyone seems on edge these days," she said softly, she tightened her grip on the charm, and her dark blue eyes fell back to Jonathon. He was cute, but she had Harry. Ginny's dark red hair fell into her face. She glanced at him as he said his name. "Yeah i'm alright. Nice to meet you Jon," she spoke almost elegantly, but Gin being a classic klutz, went to walk to a table, and tripped falling over and onto a stack of books.
"ouch!" Gin squeeked as she landing a books binding going into her back. She leaned back finally just giving up on getting up. She looked like an idiot as it was. Gin's dark blue eyes moved back to Jonathon, She smiled embaressed. Her cheeks were turning red. She looked down at her feet, Her jeans were showing off her beautiful figure well. And not purposefully, her green tank top was down a bit farther then noted. Not super bad, but not the best either. Ginny's dark eyes fell back to Jon, as she examined her hand, with had a dark bruise on it, from stupid Alecto Carrow.
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Post by Jonathan Garcia on May 12, 2008 8:31:04 GMT 8
"So I can see," the prince told her, frowning. "I can see why but I won't allow it though. There are some things I can tolerate as the..ah...second born of high class." he said lamely. Well how long will I keep the secret from her? he thought as his eyes fell on her. Not for long maybe gods willing.
"Easy there Ginny," he said in a deep and gentle voice. He gently took hold of her sides and helped her to her feet. He pushed her red hair away from her face. "By the gods what happened?" he asked in fury, seeing the bruise. Calm down Jon, the prince told himself sternly. Calm down. He closed his hand and opened it, glowing with his magic. "This won't hurt. I'm only healing you." he gently pressed his hand onto hers and watched with calm as the bruise disappeared.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2008 8:37:26 GMT 8
She jumped as his hands touched her. She looked at him, as a bright glow originated from his hand, she watched the bruise heal. he made her jump a little, as he got angry. "I just got into a fight. I'm alright." she said softly, as her hair refell into her face. She sighed. Her dark red hair fell into her dark eyes, and stood watching the bruise slowly disapear. How could anyone walk in my shoes? she thought. No one could. Between Harry, Ron & Hermione, and my family... God i don't know anymore. She thought softly, her dark eyes on the ground. Her dark eyes fell back to Jon.
She then realized how close they were, and took a step back. She had to remember; Harry! She looked at her feet, finally seeing the book that she needed. Gin, leaned down grabbing it, she still hadnt noticed the lowness of her own tank. She pulled it up, absent mindedly. She looked around. She missed Harry, come to think of it. She glanced at her feet, her dark eyes on her feet. Anyways..
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Post by Jonathan Garcia on May 12, 2008 8:51:11 GMT 8
The prince sighed as she jumped away. Great Mithros what am I doing? he asked himself, running his hand through his black hair. "Ah I'm sorry," he aplogized with a grin. "I should have thought to ask..." his voice trailed off as he turned crimson. Blushing was not something the prince does often. Goddess don't hurt me, he thought with humor.
His eyes traveled around the library in akwardness. What did I come here for? he wandered to himself. Ah I forgot. Oh wait. He looked around, wanting to find a book about politics. Oh well not likely they have it here. "Do you know if the library has books on politics?" he asked curiously, wanting to break the akwardness.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2008 9:06:53 GMT 8
Ginny glanced around, Oh Merlin. What the hell am i doing? she thought inwardly. "Uhm, over there." she motioned. She boosted herself onto the table, opening her book. She began to read, glancing over at Jon, her dark eyes on her feet. She sighed, unable to read. She hadn't seen Harry lately. And she kinda missed him. Her eyes were filled with sorrow. She glanced at her feet. She didn't know what to say, or do. Let alone the fact that they'd been really close seconds ago, made her a little nervous.
Ginny sighed, and continued to "read." She didn't know what to say, or do. She sighed, and closed her eyes, silently thinking; HELP!
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Post by Jonathan Garcia on May 12, 2008 9:13:29 GMT 8
Jon bounded for the shelf Ginny had mention. Ah..I'm in heaven, he thought excitedly as he examined the books. Oohh this looks like a good one, he thought as he pulled out a rather thick volume. His eyes lite up with excitement. Like a kid in a candy store, or what they say, the prince thought chuckling at himself.
"Hello again," Jon joked as he sat across from Ginny. With a groan he lifted the book and sat it on the table. "I have read heavier volumes than this," he told her, eyes twinkling.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2008 9:27:39 GMT 8
She smiled at him as he walked over to the books. "Wow," she said quietly. SHe flipped her hair from her face, and it fell back again. her dark blue eyes were on him as she sat against the table, her dark eyes sad. She continued to read, her eyes moving swiftly as she skimmed the pages. Werewolves, Vampires, nothing new. She sighed. Leaning back on the table, she looked at the cieling of the library. They were hidden behind several stacks of books, and Gin couldn't stop herself from worrying. About what? She didn't know what, she just didn't like whatever was worrying her.
She continued staring at the cieling, her red hair spread out around her. She looked like a little kid the way she was laying. She sighed. her dark eyes counting the tiles on the cieling. Oh Merlin, this was incredibly boring.
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Post by Jonathan Garcia on May 12, 2008 9:33:53 GMT 8
Jon was skiming through the pages, every now and then his eyes would fall on Ginny. Mithros help me, he pleaded. Goddess. The prince changed seats so he was sitting next to her. He pushed her red hair away from her face and gently kissed her, not on the cheek, but on the lips.
He pulled away, blushing crimson.
[OOC: sucky post. blah]
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2008 9:36:41 GMT 8
Ginny noticed as Jon sat beside her. Her eyes filled with surprise as he kissed her. She pulled away. "Jon, i'm sorry... i ..." she looked away, her dark eyes were on the ground. She didn't want to hurt him, and she didn't know why. She looked away. She covered her face. This was all too much for her. She looked at her feet. Ginny's dark eyes were on the floor again. She didn't know what to say or do...
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Post by Jonathan Garcia on May 12, 2008 9:45:31 GMT 8
The prine sighed as he ran his hand over his hair. "My fault," he grumbled, growing even reder in the face. Gods above help me, he thought, shaking a little. He was not the type of guy who would hurt a woman. His mother made sure of that.
"Gods forbid if I ever turn into my cousin Roger," he mumbled under his breath. He looked at Ginny. "I'm sorry if I hurt you in an way."
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