( ✧ . ── ｗｉｔｃｈｃｒａｆｔ ＆ ｗｉｚａｒｄｒｙ ! ) hogwarts (o/a!)

[Little Droid]

Dean Wilmington
Sixteen
Male
Gryffindor
Sixth Year
Tagged: Angel

Dean tensed, turning a lovely shade of apple red. Her willingness to get close to him had caught him completely off guard. He stammered for a moment, unsure of what to do. He’d flirted with plenty of girls before, but none had ever made him act this way. Trying to save his pride, he cleared his throat. “I-Is that so? Well, if I was bit and constricted by a snake as pretty as you, I would dye a happy man.” Was that he best he could come up with? What was wrong with him? Say something better!

[este11e]

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GENDER; ♀ • YEAR; FIFTH • HOUSE; SLYTHERIN • TAGS; DEAN
angel raised a brow and stepped even closer, feeling his breath on her forehead. again, she was quite short, but she still managed to look up at him. "maybe i'll be the death of you then." she whispered to him, something shimmering in those ghostly blue eyes. her soft french accent was even softer in a whisper, but it was still there.

[Little Droid]

Dean Wilmington
Sixteen
Male
Gryffindor
Sixth Year
Tagged: Angel

Dean was fairly certain he was going to die. Angel had him wrapped around her finger, and all she had to do was bat her eyes and use that famous charm. It almost seemed too good to be true. It was as if he’d suddenly wake up and find it was all a dream. It wasn’t a dream though, and that was what really got him. A few of his housemates were snickering from the Gryffindor table, watching their friend’s flirtatious confidence fall apart.

[este11e]

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GENDER; ♀ • YEAR; FIFTH • HOUSE; SLYTHERIN • TAGS; DEAN
she smirked, crossing her arms and stepping back briefly. she looked up at him with those blue eyes and raised a brow. "cat's got your tongue, leone?" she asked, her voice smooth.

[Little Droid]

Dean Wilmington
Sixteen
Male
Gryffindor
Sixth Year
Tagged: Angel

Dean grumbled, his cheeks turning even redder as he glanced away. “Of course not! I was just making sure you were finished talking before I said anything.” What kind of an excuse is that? Dean wanted to slap himself for coming up with such a dumb reply. “Anyways, I like listening to you talk. You’ve got such a beautiful voice; I could mistake you for a siren, it’s so alluring. I would jump overboard for that voice, no questions asked.” Nice save.

[kelzzz]

c̸o̸r̸i̸n̸t̸h̸ k̸a̸d̸e̸n̸ d̸a̸y̸s̸l̸i̸e̸
f̸e̸m̸a̸l̸e̸:s̸i̸x̸t̸e̸e̸n̸:y̸e̸a̸r̸ s̸i̸x̸:b̸i̸s̸e̸x̸u̸a̸l̸:g̸r̸y̸f̸f̸i̸n̸d̸o̸r̸:t̸a̸g̸s̸:c̸a̸m̸e̸r̸o̸n̸
Corinth smiled at Cameron’s response. ”I slept pretty well until one of my roommates put her toad on my face.”she laughed out. She had heard things about Cameron, but she was not one to judge based on stories.”How about you?”she asked while picking up an apple and taking a bite.

[este11e]

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GENDER; ♀ • YEAR; FIFTH • HOUSE; SLYTHERIN • TAGS; DEAN
angel chuckled. "looks like i managed to get the lion purring." she said, looking up at dean. she was still ignoring the stares from various people around who still couldn't believe that a gryffindor and a slytherin were talking to each other- or even flirting, which was worse. she knew that snake and lion eyes were bearing into her but she didn't quite care. if they had a problem with the slytherin queen bee then they could take it to her face, but most of them didn't dare.

[Little Droid]

Dean Wilmington
Sixteen
Male
Gryffindor
Sixth Year
Tagged: Angel

Dean chuckled. “I guess you could say that.” He rubbed the back of his neck rather sheepishly. He was used to being the one doing the flirting, not the other way around. “What does that make you then? A crazy cat lady?” He teased with a wink, smirking with amusement.

[este11e]

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GENDER; ♀ • YEAR; FIFTH • HOUSE; SLYTHERIN • TAGS; DEAN
angel giggled. "if i'm the crazy cat lady, then you must be the snake charmer." she responded, running her hand through her silky blonde hair once more. she glanced around through the great hall, noticing the stares but disregarding them yet again. they didn't really matter to her.

[Little Droid]

Dean Wilmington
Sixteen
Male
Gryffindor
Sixth Year
Tagged: Angel

Dean noticed her glances to the other tables. “Do you want to take this conversation somewhere more private?” He asked, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable. He wanted to punch their classmates for staring and ruining the mood. “The library? The dungeon, perhaps? We could even sneak into a classroom, if we were careful enough.”