Small World (Darcy Collins)

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Small World (Darcy Collins) Feb 8, 2013 13:05:00 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2013 13:05:00 GMT -8

Darcy blushed as he asked her to continue, ”Well you know, doing all that bee stuff. I’m pretty sure they would kill for the queen if they all got it into their head that that was what she wanted.”

[/b] She shivered slightly at the thought of a thousand bees ganging up on one threatening being in order to protect their lover. It was all such ridiculousness. And yet, it was still true. Science was fascinating, almost as fascinating as magic. Darcy nodded along with him as he spoke of the house-characteristics, ”Well of course.”[/b] She agreed, tapping her fingertips against the table before smiling widely at Rogan, ”It’s in the sorting hat’s song. What Gryffindor’s supposed to be brave at heart and all that. It’s no wonder that you guys always feel like you’ve got to swoop in and be the heroes.”[/b] She blushed when she realized that she probably sounded as if she was insulting him, ”Merlin, I didn’t mean you Rogan.”[/b] She laughed nervously and began tucking her hair behind her ears again - her nervous ticks were beginning to show themselves only when she was anxious about what she was saying...otherwise she was completely fine.

’I love your babbling. I love your babbling. Please, keep babbling!’ Her mind was cooing at Rogan, but she managed to keep a straight face as she blushed, ”Don’t worry about it. I don’t normally talk this much, I swear.”[/b] Normally she was the quietest person around, but something in Rogan had stirred a different side of her. A side that she was rather beginning to enjoy. She listened as he practically gushed about the seafood and she could feel her stomach growling again. The muffin and granola bar hadn’t exactly been enough to tie her over until she got a midnight snack, ”Merlin that sounds like ambrosia!”[/b] She laughed as she tucked another tendril of hair behind her ears before looking up at Rogan from under her lashes, ”If I’m ever in the states...”[/b] She let her sentence fall off, trying her best to make things sound casual.

She was so embarrassed that it had taken him too long to recognize the joke that she just wanted to go hide in the restricted section. But he finally seemed to understand and smiled along with her and she was almost positive that she could see the faintest signs of a blush on those cheeks of his. They were a mess; if one of them wasn’t blushing, then it seemed as if they were doing it wrong, ”I could never hurt an animal.”[/b] She breathed, as if to solidify the fact that she had been joking around with him, ”I’ve loved animals all my life. I used to spend hours playing with my grandmother’s cat.”[/b] She blushed slightly and then tapped her hand against the table, realizing just how socially awkward she was being. Poor Rogan, she was almost certain that one of them was close to having a heart-attack from utter embarrassment, ”I get it.”[/b] She laughed slightly, trying to be brave and not let her emotions get the better of her in that moment, ”Trust me. Study-partner-date is probably the more appropriate term here.”[/b] Darcy’s lips parted slightly and gave way to a nearly inaudible giggle, but a giggle none the less. She honestly couldn’t get over what a fool she was being in that moment, but she wasn’t sure that she wanted to. There was something just...so incredibly alluring about being around Rogan and letting his personality make her feel like a giggling school-girl.

She hadn’t been expecting him to touch her, but as soon as he placed his hand over hers, she felt her heart give a skip. For a moment, she wasn’t breathing, she wasn’t doing anything except...feeling. Something in the pit of her stomach stirred for a moment, but she brushed off the feeling and pretended that it was nothing. Something about Rogan...something that she couldn’t quite figure out seemed to be bringing out the better in her and she had to admit, it was a glorious feeling, ”This Jack sounds like quite the character.”[/b] She managed to choke out before blushing profusely, ”But for the record, I don’t think that you’re socially inept. I think that it’s endearing.”[/b] And then, seemingly out of the blue, she suddenly felt Rogan’s lips against the top of her hand. Soft like velvet against her blushing skin, Darcy raised both of her eyebrows in extreme surprise, ”Merlin-”[/b] She practically whispered when he let got of her hand and then he went back to studying.

Darcy wasn’t sure what to say, but knew that she looked like a fool sitting there and staring at him, ”I-”[/b] She sucked in a deep breath, urging herself to come up with a conversation that would get her out of this...fit that she seemed to have fallen into, ”Do you want to go get real dinner?”[/b] She blurted and then immediately placed her hands over her mouth in shock. ‘What are you doing?!’ Her subconscious demanded, but Darcy Collins was far past listening to what her subconscious had to say about the matter.

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Small World (Darcy Collins) Feb 11, 2013 11:54:05 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2013 11:54:05 GMT -8

Rogan stopped and thought about the whole "hive mind" theory, it was pretty similar to what he had thought about with the houses. Most gryffindors were pretty open minded to blood status, where as the slytherins hated all muggle borns. "Well, that makes sense, even in humans. Take for example Sirius Black; his family hates all muggles, and are violent creatures. Personally, I'm terrified of Bellatrix Black; but Sirius who shared the same upbringing and blood line as them, is as open to muggles as humanly possible. How else could we possibly explain that other than having 'Hive mind'? It's a fascinating concept actually." Rogan wondered if the sorting hat was actually magic at all, or if the future that it was seeing was because of the raising that each student would receive from their house mates. "Wouldn't it be a fascinating experiment to place a student into a different house than what the sorting hat said, just to see if they would turn out the way that the sorting hat claimed? Or if their traits would adapt to those around them?" Rogan realized that the concept he was talking about was human experimentation and could drastically changed someone's life… but the concept to him was intriguing and well-worth the risk. He tilted his head as she talked about his house of Gryffindor; he wasn't the type to run in and save the day, and often times he wondered if the sorting hat had been wrong and if he should have been in Ravenclaw or maybe even Hufflepuff. She quickly explained that she didn't mean him and his brows furrowed together, "I could rush in and save the day if it was necessary." Rogan stated defensively, not wanting Darcy to think of him as a coward; "I've just never been faced with a situation in which I was required to jump in and be a hero." For some reason, that was unknown even to Rogan; it was important to him that Darcy feel like she was safe with him, and that he would be able to protect her if something bad were to happen when she was with him.

Rogan smiled softly at Darcy, "Well, that's a shame that you don't talk this much; Because I'm rather enjoying your company right now." he blushed slightly as the words were out of his mouth before he even had a chance to think about them. Her giggle however was reassuring to him and his blush lessened slightly, "It's absolutely fantastic; If you're ever in the states, you'd better let me show you around to all of the good resturants." Rogan blushed a deep crimson as he realized that he had just asked Darcy for permission to take her on a date when she came to the states. "I mean if you want to that is… It's just that… Well, I know all of the resturants… and I enjoy your company… uhh… I mean it's completely up to you."

Rogan smiled as he listened to Darcy's school-girl giggle, he could listen to her giggle for hours; it was so charming and utterly amazing to listen to. "Well, then I'm glad I've got a study-partner." Rogan said feeling his bravery start to build the more he talked to her. Rogan kept asking himself, what would jack do? Ask her to dinner already. He could almost hear Jack’s voice in his head as he thought about it more. “You know, I’ve had some really done some really good studying down in Hogsmeade, if you wanted to study there? You know… like… over dinner? So I guess it could be like a dinner... study-partner… date?” Rogan felt himself stutter once or twice and then quickly looked down, too nervous to see her face after he asked her to dinner.

Rogan cocked his head, almost wondering if he needed to defend Jack; but he realized she wasn’t insulting him just commenting that he’s kind of a character. Rogan knew that Jack was a little blunt with him sometimes, but he knew that Jack would help him out when he needed it and he was thinking that he might need the help when it came to this date with Darcy. “He’s not as bad as I make him sound, he’s actually a really good guy. He’s been my best friend since the train ride here, first year.” Rogan smiled as he thought about his meeting with Jack Campbell, the man had tried to scam him out of his galleons, but didn’t realize that Rogan would be able to out-smart his little game and win Jack’s money from him. Rogan kept his eyes down as she reacted to him kissing her hand; she hadn’t slapped him yet, so he figured that was a positive.

Rogan looked up and his eyes lit up as she asked about real dinner; he had barely gotten any of his muggle studying done, but the appeal of getting food with her was much too alluring for him to turn down. “YES.” he said much too enthusiastically before clearing his throat and re-gathering his composure, “I mean that would be lovely. I’m pretty sure I can tear myself away from my studies if you’re willing to?” Rogan was practically beaming as he was forcing himself not to stand up already and run down to the kitchens with her.

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Small World (Darcy Collins) Feb 20, 2013 5:10:17 GMT -8

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Darcy was about to laugh when something caught in her throat. A strange stifled noise seemed to escape her wind pipes, but she could do nothing but press her palms into her knees. It was starting again. She could feel it itching its way back out into her system. The strange urge to fix her necklace, fix the hair that had fallen into her eyes, adjust the parchment that was slightly off center on her desk. All until she looked over and met Rogan’s lit-up eyes. For a moment, she was reminded of Christmas. There was something so bright and reassuring about the way that he sat there staring at her that made all of that go away. Her anxiety seemed to bury itself somewhere in the pit of her stomach and she managed a timid smile, one that was characteristically Darcy: it was sheepish, but sweet nonetheless, ”Yes?”

[/b] She affirmed before letting go of her thighs with her hands and beginning to relax slightly more. What was there to be afraid of when Rogan had said yes to her little...offer. In Darcy’s mind, she was having a bit of a difficult time realizing that he had indeed said yes to her offer, but on the outside, she was grinning like the fool that she was.

With that she stood up slowly and began to shove some of her books into her bag - and by shove, what she was actually doing resembled something of a small child playing Jenga and being too afraid of letting the tower fall before their turn was over. She looked up from her bag and offered him another weak smile, her eyes full of something that resembled excitement as well. For once in her life, she didn’t feel like a freak around Rogan. She felt like he understood her and where she was coming from. And most importantly, she felt as if he wanted to get to know her better. She wasn’t worried that her...condition had scared him off in the first five minutes of getting to know him, ”We’ll study on the way.”[/b] Dars said with a tiny giggle.

When she was satisfied with the way that her books lay in her bag, she slung it over her shoulder and then began walking toward the exit of the library, hoping that Rogan was following her as she tried her hand at more small talk, ”I think I’ve seen Jack around a couple of times. He’s the one with the -”[/b] She raised her hands to mimic the action of taking a picture and then smiled a bit more, ”Camera obsession, right?”[/b] At one point, Jack had almost snapped a picture of her in cat form, but she had managed to get away before the fear spooked her back into morphing back into her normal self. That wouldn’t have boded well for the timid and soft spoken Darcy Collins.

She walked at a pretty slow pace, not wanting things to go to fast and to lose out on more time that she would have talking to Rogan. Her fingertips accidentally brushed against his and she felt her eyes go wide in shock. It was like there was static electricity coming from her very insides and shocking every nerve ending that it could touch. Such a strange feeling for Darcy who had never felt this way about any man that she had ever met. Almost a little too late, Dars realized that she was staring at him with those doe-eyes of hers, completely and utterly at a loss for words. She somehow managed to snap her mouth closed, ”Merlin, sorry,”[/b] She breathed, quieter than she had ever been in her life. Immediately, she grabbed the strap of her satchel with both hands and then looked off in the opposite direction, pretending that there was something very interesting about the portrait of the old maid that was on the opposing wall.

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