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Post by kaitlin on Jan 13, 2010 19:19:15 GMT -5
Christopher Wyatt, well technically Christopher Wyatt Peace, but stopped claiming the last name in his school work to try to avoid drama with the people who knew his brothers, was slowly falling to pieces himself. The death, well the fake death but he wasn’t aware of that, of his girlfriend Lily Potter really has started eating away at him. To make it worse Harry Potter did this too her, and that just pushed him over the ledge. He couldn’t see Harry potter, the man he has looked up to for so many years actually killing his pregnant daughter! It was insane.
Downing the rest of his whiskey Chris just sighed as he traced his fingers over the rim of his glass. How nothing seemed to help his anger, or even dull the pain of loosing the Luna. Nothing at all. Shaking his head he ordered another glass watching the bartender fix him another glass sending it down the bar towards him. Lovely, he could just drink away another night. It wouldn’t be unusual. Hell nothing was unusual anymore. He wasn’t going to school lately, he was constantly getting into random fights on the streets for money, and he was just drinking the nights away, hoping it might just take his mind off of everything.
Knowing it wouldn’t happen he took a sip of the whiskey before laying his head on his arm that was placed on the bar. Closing his eyes and just thinking. Trying to figure away to possibly get back at that murdering bastard Harry Potter. Sighing he just figured he might as well give up. It wasn’t like there was something keeping him alive anymore… |
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Post by harrison on Jan 13, 2010 19:44:54 GMT -5
It had been a long day at work for Harrison and she needed a cup of cocoa to relax with right now before she even thought about heading home to her little house.She smiled and put on her coat before she locked the shop up as she knew it would be pretty damn cold outside and she didn't want a cold or flu heading her way.She was a bit stubborn when it came with healers ,she just didn't like them at all.
She walked around the streets in hogsmeade and found her way to the three broomsticks,She had always loved this place even as a student at hogwarts.She missed the place quite much now a days but she had hogsmeade and honeydukes to give her a safe place away from her grandparents and uncle.She feared them but still wouldn't live under their control any longer ,that was why as soon as she had graduated from hogwarts ,she found a nice little house in hogsmeade and applied for a job at honeydukes.She wondered what her younger friends were up to now a days and how school was going for them but she did talk to them from time to time when they stopped by honeydukes.
She reached hogsmeade and that familiar warm feeling of the place washed over her as she entered trough the door.She smiled and said hello to a few known people there.this is exactly what i need ,, a nice cup of cocoa and maybe a polite conversation with someone and maybe just maybe i should get some food as well .I'm pretty hungry ..She walked up to the counter and laid her order "mhm one cup of cocoa please .with whipped cream and some of those puffy white sugary things ..thank you " she smiled and looked around a bit more.Her eyes set sight on a handsome boy that seems to be drinking fire-whiskey and she wondered if she should ask if he wanted some company.She decided to to go over there and ask him if she could sit down with him."hey ..can i sit with you?" she asked softly and blushed a bit softly.
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Post by kaitlin on Jan 27, 2010 16:48:53 GMT -5
ooc: this is kinda short and suckish
The smell of cigarettes and alcohol filled his lungs as Christopher Wyatt took another gulp of his whiskey before looking at the other side of the bar, trying to debate on ordering another glass, but his thoughts were unnecessary because the bartender just tapped the bar and his glass refilled itself, a smirk appearing almost instantly on his lips as he looked down at the cup wondering what he was doing her. Why he was spending yet another night getting drunk, and most likely going back to the common room finding a little fifth or sixth year to keep him company the rest of the night up in his single dorm room. Shaking the thought he heard a voice, and instantly looked up.
To his surprise it was a girl. Just what he needed right now though he wasn’t the biggest into getting into a new relationship, defiantly since he just got out of one. Painfully at that. Shaking his head slightly he nodded in improvement as he looked her head to toe. “Mhmm you may beautiful.” He said with a smirk as he sat his glass back on the counter as finished his sip of whiskey. Yes she was pretty, but what would come of it. Most girls who sat next to him weren’t’ wanting anything, but sex, and he had gotten use to it. Gotten use to his new slightly wilder side of life.
With a smirk on his face he took her hand kissing the top of it, the whiskey defiantly starting to take a very light effect. “The names Christopher, but you m’dear may call me Chris.” |
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Post by harrison on Jan 28, 2010 2:06:32 GMT -5
Smiling a bit brightly as he allowed her to sit next to him,She smiled a bit more and blushed as he called her beautiful and kissed the top of her hand ,it was something a guy had never done before. .did he really mean that? or was it some lie to deceive her."ah .. hi Chris .. I'm Harrison , but if you like you can call me Harris ..." she said softly and bit on her full bottom-lip and looked at him.He seemed so troubled somehow and she wanted to help him for some reason, but she didn't know how to . Oh okey .. maybe ryden and charlie are right with the whole hen-mother thing .. but it makes me feel old being called hen-mother ..i wonder what has him here ..drinking like this ..She smiled as she got her cup of cocoa and blew on it , it was so warm and sweet smelling."ah ..so what brings you here Chris? " she asked softly and licked on her lips before taking a sip of the warm cocoa.She licked away some of the cream that stuck to her lip as she drank of it. She had spent last night wide awake just to avoid the nightmares of the past she grew up in.She was not happy about growing up there with her grandparents and uncle, and knowing her parents were dead and all she had was them,it left her terrified that she might become like they were."so what are you drinking for? if i may ask" she wondered a bit curiously and looked at the handsome young man ,that she knew was called Chris. OOC: its okey .. well mine isnt that much better  |
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