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Current Just a heads up I had the Oxford jab last week and the flu side effects kicked my arse. Replies are coming I’m just exhausted
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I will double in a Spartacus role play.
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Her whole being froze, there was no doubt she would pay for that. But Snape’s voice broke through and Connie closed her eyes for a moment, her punishment would be delayed. She swallowed and as Snape shouted, she looked over to Blaise. They returned to their desk and Connie stuffed her belongings back in her bag. The shock of what had happened had numbed her, unaware of the scold on her arm she left the room quickly. She joined with her friends and Seamus placed a hand on her shoulder. “Alright there Connie?” He asked, and the blonde nodded.

“I am going to pay big time for that” She said, pushing a hand through her hair. She looked up and caught Blaise’s gaze as he strode past, and there was not a single shred of friendly recognition, and although she was downright furious, there was nothing as she looked to him.
“I think it was amazing” Neville whispered as they walked. He cast a shifty eye toward the paintings and the still suits of armour. It was not a secret that the decorations of the castle now serve as spies to Snape and the Carrow’s. Any word against the new regime would be reported and punished, and so all talks were kept to a hushed whisper. Except in the dormitories. They had surfaced a handy little spell that rendered the paintings deaf to negative talk, instead they would hear simply a muffled noise. Harry, Ron and Hermione had used it before, and it came in handy.
“Yer crazy Neville, she’ll be punished for sure!” Seamus whispered back.
“Yes, but it is about time we started standing up to them all” Neville replied. This perked Connie’s interest and she looked back to the group, and Neville pushed his hand into his pocket, and pulled out the coin that Hermione had given them all in their fifth year.
“The DA?” Connie asked, and she smiled.
“Harry, Ron and Hermione are out there doing something, trying to defeat you-know-who… We should help them” Neville said. Neville Longbottom, long known for his lack of confidence and inferior magical abilities was suddenly now stating his desire to lead a rebellion. He looked to Ally, it was her that gave him the boost that he needed. His blossoming care for the girl now turned to protectiveness, not wanting harm to befall her, action needed to be taken. He looked back to Connie who had a smile on her face.
“I’m in” She said, with a nod of the head. A rebellion, something which she would be perfectly suited too, And causing chaos for Snape and his minions? It would be a pleasure. They made their way to Charms, and Connie excused herself.

She walked to the end of the corridor and headed toward the girls bathroom, hope spreading through her. Perhaps they could survive this year, and help their absent friends. Hogwarts, it meant so much to them all. And they owed it to Dumbledore, the man who too loved this school and was now buried in its grounds. She turned the corner and slipped into the girl’s bathroom, a small smile on her face.

As Neville and the rest poured into the classroom, the continued their hushed talk of reactivating the DA. Flitwick stood at the front, and Neville knew that the teacher would not scorn them for talking. The teachers who were on Dumbledore’s side did not keep to the new punishments, and showed a fondness for those who the good side. “The room of requirement again?” Neville asked.
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Following him into the restaurant, they were lead to the booth and handed menus. Shayn did not miss how the waitress stared at Emmett, and it was hard not too, he was unbelievably beautiful. Shayn found herself staring and would have to force herself to stop. She looked down to the menu after ordering a diet coke, and she sighed. Emmett ordered a rare steak, and Shayn pondered over the menu, unsure of what to order. She wasn’t sure what she was hungry for! “Uhm, I guess cheeseburger with a bit of bacon please” She ordered, handing back the menu. “You better be right about these burgers” She said playfully, the waitress brought over their drinks and she took a sip of her diet coke, placing it back down on the table.

“So, when you’re not playing the hero and rescuing girls, what else do you do?” She asked Emmett, looking back up to him. Now that she sat so close, she noticed that his eyes were a peculiar amber colour, and had curious purple shadows beneath them. That did not in any way alter his beauty, it made him more interesting. There were dimples in his cheeks when he smiled, and his smile was so playful and inviting. Shayn realised she was staring again, and looked back to her coke.

. . .

“No point hiding it, I have seen it now” Jacob said to her and he smirked, following her out of the house and into the truck. He was used to trucks, having restored the one he sold to Charlie Swan. He sat in the passenger seat after tossing his bag into the back, and he listened to the engine, hearing a slight jolt in the engine as she drove. He made a mental note of that, being quite the talent with engines, he would have a look later.

The ride into town did not take long, and as she parked up. Jacob got out of the car and walked round. “Your engine needs a look at” he said to her, placing his hand on the hood of the car. “I can have a look later for you if you like?” He offered, walking into the coffee shop. He got himself a bottle of water only and sat down opposite her, and took a hearty swallow before screwing the lid back on. “So, how long have you been in Forks?”
Hello. Do you double at all?
Shayn did nothing, but simply watched as Emmett carried the tyre in one hand through and got her car sorted straight away. Although Forks was quiet, there was only one other car in having a dent repaired. She felt almost awkward, the way he helped her out, she had never experienced it before. But he took the tyre and once again put the car on the jack and swapped it over, all with Shayn stood back and watching. She drained the rest of the coffee and put the cup in the bin and in what seemed like no time at all her car had a replaced tyre and was ready to go. The blonde walked through to the tills and dug around for her purse, but Emmett already placed money in his hand. Shayn’s mouth dropped and she looked to him as they walked back out. “Are you some kind of Saint?” She asked in awe. Not only had he rescued her on the side of the road, but now he paid for the tyre. No stranger ever did anything as generous as this! It was unheard of! She felt like looking round for cameras.

He mentioned dinner, and Shayn nodded, still slightly shocked. “All right, but I am paying for this” She said to him. She got back into her car and started the engine, watching as the gorgeous guy get back into his car, and she followed him. She had only gone out to fetch a coffee and some shopping before work, and now she had a burst tyre replaced and paid for by a gorgeous stranger. She shook her head, this day was certainly insane.

Parking outside the restaurant, she got out again and locked the car up. She turned and looked to Emmett, and she smiled, bowing her head for a moment. He was very good looking and she was inexplicably attracted to him, there was no denying it. He was a lot taller than her, and whilst she was in good shape, he beat her hands down.

. . .

Jacob followed her back down the slope. “Think of me as your personal super hero” Jacob said playfully, the descend happening quickly and them already on flat ground. “It is pretty hard core” Jacob informed, thinking of the steep runs and sharp bends. He had run it often, as both man and wolf. “Although it will hurt at the end of it” he added with a smile, the run definitely caused muscles to burn. Although as a wolf, the run was easy, everything was easy in wolf form. They continued to walk and he was surprised at just how close to the forest she lived and he followed her inside, taking a seat in the lounge.

Jacob did not feel nervous, but he was concerned. The overwhelming feelings he now had were hard to contain, and he now understood the others who had imprinted. Even her being upstairs he had a small nudge of separation anxiety. He got up and looked to the one picture of Riley as a child, and he smiled. Dimpled cheeks and a naughty grin, she had been a cute kid. She came back down having changed, and Jacob smiled to her “Cute kid” He commented, pointing at the picture. She had changed clothes, and was no longer the fresh faced runner before. However, there would not be a light in which she would not be the most perfect thing to him. He nodded, following her back out.
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“No nothing at all” Shayn said as she chucked her bag back into the car. “Thank-you” She added with a coy smile, as he complimented her accent. It did gain a lot of attention, but from this guy it was genuinely complimentary and brought a light blush to her cheeks. When he spoke of the garage not far from here she nodded. “That would be great. I know in England, mechanics always rip off women. Could definitely use an experienced opinion” she said to him. When he offered taking her out for something to eat, she paused. Was he asking her out on a date? Again she blushed a little and nodded, smiling up to him. “That’d be nice” she said. She watched him as he got back into his car, and Shayn got back into her car. As he over took her, she quickly started up the engine and followed after him.

Emmett drove a large and sporty looking jeep, a beast of a machine that was a lot more powerful than her little black Subaru. She followed him through the town heading to the mechanics and repeatedly checking her appearance. She looked acceptable enough, although her long blonde hair was piled on top of her head in a messy bun, and she was dressed casually. A pair of skinny jeans, fur lined boots and just a cardigan, a large section of her toned stomach on show. She suddenly wished she was dressed a little more respectably, but still, if he was attracted to her when minimal effort had been made, then she would not complain!

She pulled into the car park and stopped the car besides Emmett, and got out, taking her bag and half full coffee cup with her. She smiled at him as she followed him inside. “Thanks for this” she said once again.

. . .

The bear sightings, how many times had he been mistaken for a bear now? The large black wolf he turned into when he phased, too many times he had been mistaken for a bear. But the attacks had not been by him or his kind, it was the blood suckers that had came. But now it was just the Cullen’s again, there had been no murders or deaths. Although he hadn’t been here, he had kept an ear out to ensure that the monster that Bella had created and not destroyed anything. “The woods here in Forks aren’t good for lonely walks, unless you know the paths” Jacob said. “La Push has some good walk ways and places for a run” he told her. As she asked him to walk her back, there was no way he suggested. He nodded. “Just lead the way” he said.

“If you ever fancy a really intense run, the cliffs are good. I’ll show you if you’d like” He offered her. To be honest if she wanted to just sit in an empty room and not talk, he would do it. “Here, let me” He said, taking her backpack and slinging it over his shoulder with his own holdall. He began the walk back down through the forest with her. When she spoke of changing, Jacob smiled. “You look fine to me” he said to her. There was no awkwardness, and he guessed it was because she was his one that he felt so comfortable and at ease with her.
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