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Hermione Granger ([info]brightest_witch) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2010-10-16 01:08:00
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Who: Hermione and Adam
What: Cute Dinner Times
When: Just after their chat
Where: Hermione's apartment
Warnings: TBA

She didn't know exactly what to feel right now. She was worried, anxious and excited at the same time. She would be lying if she said she hadn't found herself feeling rather attracted to Adam, and that wasn't even with the fact they already had been together. Several times, in fact. But she had thought that having done such a thing a number of times would prevent her feeling slightly awkward about the whole thing but it seemed she was wrong. Before, when they spent time with each other, neither of them could find fault or feel worried or unhappy about what happened. It was almost as if it was out of their hands. But this time, they were both aware that they were going to spend time with each other without being forced to be happy. And for some reason, that had her stomach churning.

She walked out of her bedroom, after changing from loose trousers and a hoody into a long striped top that stopped just above her knee, so made it easy for her to look more presentable but keep her looking respectable at the same time. For some reason, she had a feeling that she should look nicer than she had earlier but she tried to tell herself that she shouldn't think too much on it. It wasn't like they had said it was a date. Just...dinner between two people who had already been intimate. 

It was a date, wasn't it?

No she had to stop thinking that. If she thought that then she would think too much on what was said or done when he arrived. So she went back to her cooker and checked on the pasta.


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