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Ethan ([info]helios) wrote in [info]dearlyrpg,
@ 2008-01-22 18:42:00
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Current music:Rage Against the Machine: Take the Power Back

Who: Parvati Patil & Neville Longbottom
What: Parvati and Neville purposely go against the Carrows' and sneak about after nightfall. Bad. Ass.
Where: Hogwarts
When: 22nd September, late night
Rating: PG/PG-13
Status: Open; incomplete



It was fast approaching midnight and the common room had mostly cleared out, more and more people leaving until the only ones remaining were those frantically finishing homework and those that planned to pull an all nighter. Quiet eyes watched body after body leave, concentrating more on his surroundings than on the homework opened on his lap. His quill was grasped in his hands and every now and then he scribbled something down on the parchment though it rarely was anything particularly insightful.

When both hands hit twelve, Neville dropped his homework down onto the floor, suddenly too energised to even bother pretending to care about Charms, and he leaned forward, elbows on knees and gazed into the flames licking the back of the wall in the fireplace. His eyes, dark and deep and brown, flashed lighter as he watched them, the dancing flames reflected in the dark of his irises and he stayed like that for a time, simply watching the life contained within the fire and waiting for Parvati.



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