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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Because people read this shit. When it's just gossip it doesn't matter cause the people with a brain will be bale to tell it apart. But this is in the bloody prophet. And it says I french dipped her! 
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As much as rumors suck, why does this one upset you so much?
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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You often mistake people for kissing you? 
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I, oh…I thought, okay. I guess I overreact sometimes. Sorry. 
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Exactly. She's too sweet. I'd never do something like that to her. 
Yeah- I have. She’s sweet.
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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missparkermclaggen:
That would be perfect, I wouldn’t even have to finish my schooling for that. I’m sure mum and dad would be so proud. 
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*He chucked.* Mum would throw a fit. Though if you come up with a good word for her to use to insult someone without them knowing it, she might warm up to it. 
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Relax. I'm not gonna kiss you. 
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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You're right. You should make it a profession.  
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I never said I made a good one, and no one said it was against wizarding law to make new words. 
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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"I fucking hate it..." 
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"Well now she is! Welcome to the famous life, McLaggen!"
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Of course it isn't true. Have you met Gold?
Romilda? And I’m guessing it isn’t true?
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Merlin, what got your fucking knickers in a twist? I wasn't talking to you. 
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I’m Freya, that’s who the fuck I am. Now are you going to answer me or keep shouting about nothing?
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Have you read this shit? It says I fucking frenchdipped the hufflepuff. In front of the crowd.
Why, what it is?
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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"No not really..." 
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"Everything alright there Aedan?"
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Huh? *He looked up.* Who the fuck are you? 
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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He sighed. "Yeah I know. I've just never cared cause she hasn't been writing about me... 
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"Give or take." Scorpius scanned the document again. " Are you really surprised about this whole thing? She’s known for twisting events."
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Nothing made sense inside of Aedan's mind as his lips moved against the girl's above him. It wasn't as if his head was a tornado with thoughts. Quite the contrary. His movements appeared to have completely numbed his brain and nothing was reaching his mind long enough to create a coherent thought. No regret, no joy; nothing. The feeling in his chest overpowered anything else and it was almost to clear that it actually hurt. His heart was pounding against his chest as a beat that almost felt threatening. Though it wasn't fast anymore. The moment he had been able to feel her kiss him back, his mind registered something which made his pulse slow down but instead beat in a strong, almost forceful pace. He moved against her. Trying to somehow get closer even though they were as close as they could possibly get wearing clothes and being in the situation they were. His stomach was clearly working against him but he just couldn't find it in him to care. Not when she was at last, this close to him.
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It was when he moved his hands from the back of her neck to her waist, when something finally connected. His hands slid down over her arms and snuck their way to the lower part of her waist. Finally he pulled away. Not near with the feeling of being satisfied but more as if the moment had passed enough for his irrational mindset to seek through the mist of his rational one. His heartstate changed from relief of finally kissing her, to instant regret. He'd just feed something that appeared as an unhealthy addiction. He pulled away enough to be able to look away from her eyes. Directing his view to the crook where her neck met her shoulder. "Fuck..." He muttered, breathlessly. "You really need to leave." He said, not looking into her eyes still. He moved his hands from her waist down to her thighs, moving to get her off of him. 
Whilst studying and observing his features for a reaction as a result to her request, the blonde Gryffindor girl held her breath. It was at times like this, that Aedan was at his most inscrutable. Clearly, he wasn’t appreciating the fact that she was in the process of caging in on him, nor that she had forcefully invaded his personal space. And because she knew, she had even more reason to stay stubborn and brace herself for whatever reply he would throw at her.
And yet— The said reply never came. Instead, she received something which she had never expected to find herself dealing with. Foreign lips met her own and crushed them with a force fueled by both frustration and irritation. She, too, felt irritated. Her back straightened and her body stiffened, whereas pale blue orbs remained wide in shock. Delia’s mind went blank. What? For the briefest of moment, the world around her seemed to have stopped in its tracks. Went silent. Drained off of its colors. Dead. Within the split of a second however, they returned in a blasting explosion of various hues, reflecting her emotions. Thus, before she could comprehend it, her own pair of eyes closed shut, yet still with a frown etched on her face, and she kissed him back.
It felt odd, extremely odd. After all, it weren’t just anyone’s fingers which had dug themselves into her hair and rested on her nape, nor an unfamiliar mouth which was exploring her own. This was Aedan. Aedan, her dear friend, and that ever since her first year at Hogwarts … Or not? A whirlwind of thoughts rained down on her, and at the same time, she couldn’t sort them properly. Couldn’t resist. Carefully, slender digits wandered from their place on the surface of the headboard to both sides of the boy’s face, caressing its tender skin. At this point, all of her determination and feistiness had vanished, leaving instead a cloud of uncertainty and devotion behind. Evidently unsure of what to do, she let him take the lead, allowing him to express his current state of mind. It was up to him to continue or break the kiss. She waited.
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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aedan-mclaggen-blog · 11 years ago
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Amazeballs is not a word. You're a sucky ravenclaw! 
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It’s because it’s amazeballs, I know. No need to tell you what I already know. 
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