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Post by PORTIA INEZ DOLLINGER on Jun 11, 2012 15:16:07 GMT -5
Saturday morning was bliss for Portia. Saturday morning meant rolling out of bed at eleven o’clock and ditching her house colours for her jeans and a t shirt. Saturday also meant that Professors could not yell at her for wearing her baseball cap. Apparently it was a breach of school uniform when she wore it during the week in her classes and to some professors it was enough to get her into detention. She was almost certain that Professors were created by the ministry in some top secret department. There was no way that they had once been children, themselves.
The thought of detention as she entered the great hall was what shoved her mind in the direction of Logan. Where the hell had he gotten to lately? It seemed like it had been a while since they had spoken and Nez was beginning to think, to her horror, that maybe Logan was growing up. He was the minister’s son. His brother was a Auror and his sister the Head Girl, he had plenty of good influences and maybe he was taking their lead finally. The thought actually saddened her as she dropped down into a seat at Gryffindor table and pulled a stack of toast towards her before beginning to smother it in jam. If that was the case she had no idea what was going on with the world.
tag; Logan
notes; Sorry it’s pretty sucky. |
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Post by LOGAN AMOS SHACKLEBOLT on Jun 11, 2012 20:41:05 GMT -5
Logan Amos Shacklebolt
When it came down to it, Logan Shacklebolt was a shitty friend. He didn't have many friends, but the ones he was friends with, he wasn't very good to. Most people would say that he should treasure the people who were crazy enough to call him a friend. But in the end, he just didn't. That's not to say Logan didn't like his friends, because he did. Though he didn't really have any guy friends to speak of. Yeah, he hung out with some Slytherins of similar interests, but most of his friends were girls, like Nez Dollinger. Ah... Nez. He hadn't seen her in a while, outside of their classes. One would think he'd want to fix it, but he didn't see the point in seeking her out when she wasn't likely to give him any action, just pull pranks with. That was actually a lot of fun though.
Saturdays were days Logan looked forward to the most. Saturdays were his let loose days, not that his other days weren't loose days either, but he could get smashed and not care. He'd been following Adin Ellis around like a puppy lately, but as he entered the great hall for breakfast and didn't see her, but low and behold: There was Nez, smothering her toast with his favourite jam. "Oi, Nez! It's like you knew I was coming!" he said, plopping down and stealing her toast. He shoved it in his mouth before she could object, loving getting his breakfast and not having to do any work himself. He looked around. Adin was no where to be found. Well then, Portia was always fun. "So what's on the agenda today? Skinny dipping in the lake? Sex in the broom closet? Blowjobs on the quidditch pitch?" he asked, joking for the most part, though in the back of his mind he was kind of hoping she'd say yes to at least one of them.
tag Portia Inez Dolligner. outfit sexy boy jeans and a black tshirt. notes haha, nah, it's good. and Logan.... he's so bad. |
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Post by PORTIA INEZ DOLLINGER on Jun 11, 2012 23:38:51 GMT -5
Nez had just finished expertly spreading the jam on her toast. You see most people left a massive clump of jam in the middle and spread it out unevenly. Nez was a little more particular and made sure the jam to toast ratio was as even as possible. As she set down the butterknife the toast was taken from her hand and a body appeared next to her. She didn’t even have to know who it was. She really needed to rethink her friends. ”Trust me I didn’t.” she grumbled before picking up another slice of toast and beginning to jam it.
Taking a bit she listened to his options on what they could do today. When they had first ,et she had been taken aback by just how forward he could be with girls but now she was simply used to it. Not that anything had happened between her and Logan and it probably never would. He wasn’t exactly serious. After swallowing her bite Nez turned to him, ”You could give me a blowjob if you want but I’ve heard you aren’t very good.” She gave him a grin and then punched him in the arm. ”Where have you been? I started to worry you were taking prefect duties seriously.”
tag; Logan
notes; Friends that insult each other, are friends forever |
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