Eve Wood (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} speaksoftly) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} serasera,@ 2008-05-25 12:26:00 |
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Who: Eve and Luke
What: An ice cream excursion
When: Friday, May 23, Late afternoon
Where: Kitchens
Rating: PG
Status: Incomplete
Evie drummed her fingers against her side, craning her neck around the corridor to look for Luke's tall frame. She was slightly nervous, as she was certain the time he'd said to meet him had come and passed. Well, it's not unlike Luke to be a few minutes late, she reasoned to herself, deciding to contemplate what flavor of ice cream she wanted this trip. She tried not to think that it might be the last ice cream trip she'd have with Luke - or at Hogwarts. She was certain that she wouldn't have the gall to make one of these clandestine trips alone next year - and all of a sudden she felt a twinge of sadness at the impending departure of the 7th years. The feeling didn't fit quite right, especially since she had very few friends who were leaving. But both Luke and Jude had been exceptions to that rule, and to her general nervousness around boys, it seemed ever since she had arrived. Without warning, she felt very acutely what she would be missing next year without them.
Attempting to push that thought out of her mind, she shoved her hand into her pocket and pulled out the worn Muggle letter that was folded there. Eyes scanning the words for the thousandth time, the nervous sensation in her stomach still made her heart beat faster - and she wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. Hearing the approaching footsteps, she quickly pushed the letter back into her pocket. She meant to ask Luke his opinion, but was all of a sudden shy. Turning toward Luke, she smiled brightly and called a soft, "Hi."
What: An ice cream excursion
When: Friday, May 23, Late afternoon
Where: Kitchens
Rating: PG
Status: Incomplete
Evie drummed her fingers against her side, craning her neck around the corridor to look for Luke's tall frame. She was slightly nervous, as she was certain the time he'd said to meet him had come and passed. Well, it's not unlike Luke to be a few minutes late, she reasoned to herself, deciding to contemplate what flavor of ice cream she wanted this trip. She tried not to think that it might be the last ice cream trip she'd have with Luke - or at Hogwarts. She was certain that she wouldn't have the gall to make one of these clandestine trips alone next year - and all of a sudden she felt a twinge of sadness at the impending departure of the 7th years. The feeling didn't fit quite right, especially since she had very few friends who were leaving. But both Luke and Jude had been exceptions to that rule, and to her general nervousness around boys, it seemed ever since she had arrived. Without warning, she felt very acutely what she would be missing next year without them.
Attempting to push that thought out of her mind, she shoved her hand into her pocket and pulled out the worn Muggle letter that was folded there. Eyes scanning the words for the thousandth time, the nervous sensation in her stomach still made her heart beat faster - and she wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. Hearing the approaching footsteps, she quickly pushed the letter back into her pocket. She meant to ask Luke his opinion, but was all of a sudden shy. Turning toward Luke, she smiled brightly and called a soft, "Hi."