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Post by GISELLE ELENI SHACKLEBOLT on Jun 16, 2014 1:58:52 GMT -5
 It was, like, totally adolescent of her to enjoy something as silly as making out with a boy in an abandoned classroom instead of going to class. It was exciting- ditching her group of girlfriends by saying she was rather tired and that she'd like to go take a nap before purposefully buzzing off to the abandoned classroom in question to snog Albus Potter for a half-hour or so. It was their little secret. Well, ok, it wasn't very much of a secret. Being the authority of gossip around the school, Giselle knew that people suspected the pair of participating in the activities they were currently participating in. She never really admitted it, however, and that's perhaps what made it so exciting. In her very public family and personal life, she had a secret. A super dreamy, gorgeous, hunky secret. Sitting up on a desk at the far side of the classroom, her back was leaned against the wall with Albus Potter standing between her legs. Her arms were wrapped around his neck loosely, her chest pressed against his perfectly quidditch-sculpted torso. Honestly, she didn't even remember how the whole thing started; the only thing she was concerned with was that the superb hotness of Albus Potter enjoyed making out with her. It was, like, so fun. She removed her face from his and immediately started talking out of nowhere. "How long do you think we'll be able to keep this up before everyone is, like, all down our throats about it? I mean, this is so much fun and you're so gorgeous, but if we're not all official and everything...I just don't want my private relationships to be the new hot topic flying around the school like how annoying would that be?" Unaware of how quickly she spoke, she stared at him expectantly as if she had spoken clear as day, awaiting an answer to the question (was that even a question?!) she posed. tagged: ALBUS SEVERUS POTTERnotes: Oh my god she is so annoying I LOVE HER, I can't wait to develop her a little more so she doesn't stay as obnoxious as this. If she wasn't so good-looking I'm sure that no guy, at this point, would put up with her ahaha |
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Post by ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER on Jun 16, 2014 13:39:14 GMT -5
 Skipping class was just a small price to pay for a thirty minute snog session with Giselle Shacklebolt; and Albus found it completely worth it. At the moment Giselle sat on a desk while Albus used his body to push her against the wall of an empty classroom. Her arms rested on his should and he held her close with one of his hands tangled in her soft hair and the other resting on the curve of her hip. And well, Albus couldn't really think about any other way to spend his time. This little thing he had between Miss Shacklebolt wasn't anything serious, and that's what Al enjoyed about it. Really, the only person who bothered him about it was James, but compared to all the relatives he had that was saying something. For the Gryffindor boy, it was just nice to do something with 20 something other people poking their nose in on it. Without much warning Giselle pulled away. And without any hesitation she started talking a million words per minute. All the chatter caught Albus off guard and he found himself wondering how Giselle could talk so much with out breathing. It took the poor boy a few moments to realize what she was actually talking about and by that time he had missed much of her little speech. Finally, she finished and gave him a look like she was expecting some kind of answer. In response, Albus blinked a few times, opened his mouth like was going to talk and then decided on an awkward-confused smile. "Um...yeah.. how about we don't worry about it right now?" he suggested, with a small laugh before tilting his head and kissing her neck softly. Maybe if he started kissing her again she would stop caring about what other people thought and turn her attention back to the task at hand. (That was pure 16-year-old-boy logic for you.) But, hey, they had a limited amount of time and Al wasn't about to waste any of it. |
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Post by GISELLE ELENI SHACKLEBOLT on Jun 16, 2014 14:46:25 GMT -5
The last thing she noticed was the fact that Albus seemed a little confused. She was just focused on him responding to her question. Seriously, there was, like, no bigger turn off than a guy who just didn't listen! It took Albus a few seconds, but he smiled (what a dreamy smile), and finally responded to her. How about we don't worry about it right now? He laughed and started to kiss her neck. Giselle frowned. Furrowing her eyebrows at her obvious dissatisfaction with his answer, her eyes were still open and focused loosely at the classroom behind Albus. "I mean, like, ok maybe..." she trailed off, eventually lifting her hands to hold his jaw, pulling it closer to hers as she slipped her tongue inside him mouth. But she pulled away again, as if completely struck a life changing idea. Letting her hands drop to around his neck again, she absent-mindedly played with the hairs on the back of his head while she began to chatter away again. "No, we totally can't just worry about it later! I mean, do you, like, know who we are?! Hel-lo you're a Potter and I'm a Shacklebolt. You're a Gryffindor and I'm a Slytherin. This is like the juiciest thing to happen since Spencer Boot finally dumped your brother, as if everyone didn't see that coming, please it was so obvious, any girl who has, like, an ounce of self worth would tell her that she could do so much better, you know, like, currently, because he just got wasted with his friends instead of coming to see her first, like, what kind of boyfriend of a year would do that?!" She was flustered by the end of her little speech, staring at Albus as if he should totally understand what she meant. "But, like, seriously, he is your brother he's not an awful person, he's just kinda, like, not a great boyfriend." She said it matter of factly, and then laughed a little, kissing him on the nose. |
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Post by ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER on Jun 17, 2014 17:39:08 GMT -5
Albus wrapped his arms around Giselle's torso and pulled her body off the wall closer to himself. He grinned against their kiss, happy to entangle his tongue with hers. 'Well that was easy.' was all Albus could think as Giselle turn her attention back to the task at hand. While he didn't spend too much time with the Slytherin girl, he knew that she was a chatter-box and once she started rambling off about something there was no going back. At least he was able to actually shut her up for a little bit, but that was just wishful thinking. At least this time he was prepared for the onslaught of gibberish that came out of her mouth when she pulled away for the second time. Knowing he wouldn't be able to break her train of thought, Albus patiently waited for Giselle to finish talking about her worries (or whatever the hell she was going on about.) He laughed softly when she indicated she was officially done talking with a kiss on the nose. "Look, if you're worried about all the gossip that's coming maybe we can just... tone it down some. Not meet up as much?" Al mused as he played with the tips of her hair. "James is starting to ask questions... It's only a matter of time before more people start bothering us." He sighed. Hearing someone else's point of view about his brother's recent break up was interesting, but Albus was pretty sick and tired of hearing Spencer's and James' name being thrown around. "Us Potters just aren't good with relationships, I guess." Albus shrugged as he decided he was done with this conversation and leaned forward to kiss her again. One of his hand cupped the side of her face, in hopes to make it harder for her to pull away again, while his other one trailed down her side and rested on her thigh. He knew their time was going to run out soon before someone started looking for them so he was pretty determined to enjoy the rest of their little meet up. |
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