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Angie! (johnsonchases) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-07-28 02:27:00

WHO: Angelina Johnson and Blaise Zabini
WHEN: Wednesday afternoon
WHERE: Quidditch pitch
WHAT: Angelina and Blaise meet up after practice and ingest love potion. This is their scene lottery.

Angelina had long ago come to the conclusion that to be a professional quidditch player a person had to be a little bit of a sadist. A person who didn't play quidditch would never understand the rush from freezing on a broom. The satisfaction of the burning muscles. They didn't understand how getting bruised from collisions and stealing quaffles was something that felt good. Anyway there was that one bloke who once said, "Pain is only temporary, Glory is forever." Seriously, any bumps and bruises healed up, and it was what you accomplished that was amazing.

So after one of the best practices she felt she'd had in a long time, she headed to the locker room for a shower and change before returning to the pitch to meet Blaise. She hadn't been entirely sure why she'd agreed. She was over blind childhood rivalries, she supposed. While she'd never in a million years go out and buy Montague a pint, she also had no sort of ill feelings outside of the regular quidditch season towards him. Besides Angelina was a social creature, and she also figured it was for the best that various team members got along brilliantly.

It had been the main reason she'd decided to throw the celebratory party when the team was announced. So she could hang out with Blaise Zabini for a while. Besides she could recognize an awesome quidditch player when she saw one.

So she grabbed a couple of containers of pumpkin juice from the locker room on her way out, and headed towards the stands to wait for him. She set her bag down with the juice and relaxed back, enjoying the feel stretching had on her muscles. She was dressed fairly casually which was how she always did. She didn't have to sit for long before she saw him leave the locker room as well. "Heads up." She said with a smile when he was close enough for her to gently toss a plastic bottle at him. "It really was a brilliant practice."

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blaise__z
2010-07-28 11:44 pm UTC (link)

Blaise wasn't entirely sexiest, no. It was just that his thoughts on the game of quidditch ran differently than others. One would expect such thoughts because of the slytherin team during all his years had consisted of males. Well, until Bullstrode was placed in for a game because of Harper's poor performance. He didn't particularly like the decsion then, and was grateful that the Falcons were consisted of guys. It worked for them, winning game after game. However, when it came to the opposite sex outside of the game, he barely discriminated. He was polite and charming to almost every female that he came across, unless one gave him a reason not to be. The woman before him could never utter a phrase implying that Blaise wasn't proper towards her personally.

"Arrogant? I think not," he responded almost immediantly. England had a brilliant team that year, who worked well as a team. They hadn't come close to failing coming out on top in any game. No one could blame them for being overly confident, as long as their minds remained within the game at every second that ticked by. Even on Sunday, Blaise's head firmly was on the game, despite the fact that he clearly saw Daphne arrive with Nikloas. Free ticket or not, he had expected Astoria to take a seat next to her elder sister. That wasn't enough to brake his concentration. Thankfully, the mindset had changed after the game had ended. It was like him to remain calm when he needed to be. "And if it's honestly called that, then we're both in the same tide, my dear."

He wasn't the type of guy to pick and choose on where to take someone in general. Asking first, before making a clear choice was how Blaise worked. It was more gentlemanly in his point of view as well. He acted that more of the sorts for women that he found remarkably attractive. Those were one of those times. "Ladies choice, Angelina. I'm sure that there's somewhere you have your heart set on making an appearence. Anywhere your heart desires," he finally responded, removing the cap from the bottle within his hand. It had been a while since he had ingested pumpkin juice to be honest.

Before downing almost half of the bottle, Blaise had taken note on the look that Angelina had given him. He almost found it strange, almost commenting on it as well. Of course, with the liquid currently coursing through his system and the amount that he had sent down his thoat, the after effects had brought forth immediantly. For most of his life, and all through the last couple of years, Blaise had been in love with the one woman that he couldn't have any longer, however with a tilt of his head, things almost changed drastically. Before him was a beautiful creature that all he seemingly wanted to do was run his hand through her hair, even if it meant becoming slapped seconds later. He couldn't resist for too long though, especially as he took a couple of more steps closer to his teammate, knowing fully well that he was in love with Angelina Johnson.

"My darling, did you know that your appearence is absolutly stunning. Beautiful even," he replied with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

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johnsonchases
2010-07-29 04:03 am UTC (link)

Suddenly nothing else they'd said had mattered. Blaise had spoken to her. Everything in her life was alright at that moment. He’d called her beautiful and the words made her tummy flip. She could feel a blush creep up on her cheeks. She really wished it hadn’t. Blaise was awesome, and he’d probably find it childlike. Not the reaction someone who was as awesome as he would expect.

But she did smile brightly at him. She scooted a bit closer feeling a tad bit anxious, but also at ease. This meant he had similar feelings right? “Not from you.” She said happily. “And your opinion right now is the one that means the most.”

It was the truth. Angelina never really gave a fig what anyone thought of her, but she did want to hear Blaise’s thoughts and opinions on things. All of her feelings were stuck on Blaise. She wanted them both to be happy, and she knew she’d be happy as long as he was there. She reached out a hand touching his neck before letting it fall on his shoulder. She finally answered his initial question. “My hearts desire is that you’re there with me.” She answered.

Oh goodness, this would be a first date! It had to be perfect, but honestly, how could it not be perfect. It couldn’t be any of that dinner and movie genericness. Although she wasn’t sure if Blaise had ever ventured into the muggle world for movies. “We could have a picnic since it’s a lovely day or have dinner. Anything really.”

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