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Chloe Clarisse
Hufflepuff
First Year

Ⓗeather Ⓢtevia Ⓗawthorn
Single | Hufflepuff | Third Year | Beater | Halfblood

Would you comfort me? Would you cry with me?

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Heather sat on the couch in the common room, her textbooks spread out around her. She had to study everything to have a chance of earning enough house points to get Hufflepuff back in the running for the house cup. As she read her Arithmancy textbook, a small paper bird flapped its way towards her, landing on the page she was reading. Puzzled, she picked it up and opened it.

Heather blinked as she finished the note. A secret club? And she was chosen, over everyone else, to represent Hufflepuff? Maybe it was a fluke. Maybe this was supposed to go to someone else. She looked around the room. Empty. There's no one else here. Maybe it is for me. Hmm... Should I check it out? she thought as she turned the note over in her hands, studying it as if it were an ancient artifact. She closed her books, piled them up neatly, and carried them up to the Dormitory. When she returned to the common room, she looked over the note once more before tossing it in the fireplace. She watched it burn to ashes before leaving for the fourth floor.
-Exit to Fourth Floor Corridor-

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Đҕӯʅɑɳ Ƞѻʅӯɳɳ

Chaser∞Single∞Hufflepuff∞Second Year∞Pureblood

Everything works in your arms

☆Thinking:{Here we go...}
★With:{Heather, Kat, Ari, and other Puffs}
☆Location:{Hufflepuff Common Room}

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Dhylan rushed into the common room, out of breath from having chasing Heather down all the way from the pitch. He saw her, then ran upstairs to the dormitories. He had to get out of his gross uniform! He quickly cleaned up and changed, gripping his locket tightly as he walked back down the stairs. He took in the decorations and... his friend. He walked over to her, dropping his hands to his side. "T-The common room looks g-great, Quaffle. You did a g-great job. A-And you... uhh... look really nice too." he managed to say, dropping his eyesight down to his shoes. He sounded so stupid! Stuttering like an idgit. He sighed.

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Đҕӯʅɑɳ Ƞѻʅӯɳɳ

Chaser∞Single∞Hufflepuff∞Second Year∞Pureblood

Everything works in your arms

☆Thinking:{Here we go...}
★With:{Heather, Kat, Ari, and other Puffs}
☆Location:{Hufflepuff Common Room}

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Dhyl's face grew warm as Heather spoke to him. She was always doing that... Caring about others... Even if she didn't think it sometimes, she was a Hufflepuff to the core. To the heart. To the soul. That's what he liked about her. She always put others before herself. Just like she was doing now. "Well, uhh... I-I wanted to thank you for-for protecting me- and the other Chasers- out there today. Y-You did a great job at it, and I think you're a great Vice Captain..." he ranted on, stumbling over a few of his words. He took a deep breath and forced himself to make eye-contact with her. You can do this. Just... say it. he thought. His heart was pounding a million times a minute. "Heather... Willyoubemygirlfriend?" he asked, saying every word at once. He doubted she would understand his jumbled speech, but hoped she would so he didn't have to repeat himself. It was hard enough saying it once.

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Ⓗeather Ⓢtevia Ⓗawthorn
Dating Dhylan Nolynn | Hufflepuff | Third Year | Quidditch Vice Captain | Beater | Halfblood

Would you comfort me? Would you cry with me?

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Heather smiled at Dhylan. He didn't need to thank her for doing her job. That was the point of a job. To just do it. Then, he got really... well, awkward. His face turned a shade of red and his words became really slurred together. What did he say? ... Will... you... be... my... girlfriend?! Did he really just ask me that?! she thought, her face remaining straight and emotionless. She blinked. That explains so much. The odd behavior. The way he says stuff to me. It all makes sense now. Perfect sense. she added to her thoughts. Her brain was pondering his words and her own emotions. He's my best friend... Could it work?... I think it will. Yes. I'm sure it will. she said in her mind, a smile growing on her lips. "Dhylan. Yes. I'd love to be your girlfriend." she finally replied after several minutes of silence. Her chest was pounding and her stomach fluttered. Is this what he felt all the time? It would take some getting used to, but she could do it.

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Ⓗeather Ⓢtevia Ⓗawthorn
Dating Dhylan Nolynn | Hufflepuff | Third Year
Quidditch Vice Captain | Beater | Halfblood

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Heather grinned as Dhylan hugged her tightly, and giggled when he spun her around. Even though he was a year younger than herself, he was still taller than her by a few inches. She was glad to be back on the ground. "You're welcome? Did you think I was gonna say no, or something? ... Anyways, let's get this party started!" she said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out her iPod. She set it up on the mantle of the fireplace and put it on shuffle. A song came on and she looked to Kat and Ari. They were dancing, and now they had music to dance to. She smiled at them, her stomach still fluttering with metaphorical butterflies. She walked back over to Dhylan and took his hand in hers. "Dance with me?" she asked, looking up at him, still smiling, waiting for an answer.

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