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[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle wasn't quite sure how to take his comments; she didn't want to make him do anything he'd regret. When he linked their fingers, she wanted to forget all her doubt. She squeezed his hand in hers and lifted her other to run her fingers through his hair at the base of his neck. She pulled herself closer to him, enjoying the feel of their lips embracing. Their kiss wasn't one of uncontrolled passion; it was calm and comfortable to her. She hoped it wasn't one-sided. Annabelle slowly eased back out of the kiss to look into his eyes. A shy smile escaped her lips. She wanted to know what he thought of this development, but didn't know how to articulate her inquiry. "I'm not very good at all this."

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael laughed, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her. "Well so far," he said, moving to where he was sitting beside her. "You've done everything perfectly." For the first time in months he was able to let a thought of Dru pass through his mind without causing him pain, he finally felt free. He wondered if it showed in his eyes as he looked at Annabelle. He reached out and brushed her hair behind her back, looking at her jawline and neck before staring back up into her eyes.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"I doubt that." Annabelle replied with a laugh. She tilted her head to the side and studied him. He appeared much more relaxed to her then when they'd met. "But at least I know you don't object to me." She smiled at him, wondering if he was going to kiss her again.

((I'm off to run errands, but I'll be on a little later))

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael smiled, "You've not done anything to make me object to you," he said, kissing the tender spot where her jawline met her neck softly. Then he looked down, biting his lip, "We should probably head back, I've got a class in about half an hour." He wanted to be able to think a little bit, set up a time to meet in hogsmeade possibly.

((Ok, and I'm only trying to end the thread cause it's getting so long, lol))

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle looked down at her watch. "Oh wow, I didn't realize how late it was!" She stood up and brushed a few stray strands of grass from her robes. She had ment to spend her free time writing an essay that was due next friday, but supposed she still had over a week to work on it. Looking up from her robes, she nibbled on her lower lip and asked shyly, "Well, see you around?"

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael smiled as he stood up slowly. "Of course," he said, taking her hand in both of his and looking down at it, "Meet me at...the three broomsticks?" he asked, cocking his eyebrow, "Tomorrow around fourish?" He looked back down at her hand, waiting for her answer, he had always had a fascination with hands and they were almost always one of the first things he looked at on someone.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"I'd like that." She replied, smiling. She resisted the urge to jump for joy at being asked out on a date by him. "4 o'clock it is."

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

"Alright then, I'll see you there," he said, starting to walk away. He stopped and came back, looking at her, "Thank you again."

((will you start the thread or shall I?))

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle blushed, she was never very good at receiving a compliment. "You don't have to thank me, I didn't do anything special." Annabelle waved and ran off to the castle.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael smiled as he watched her run off before following far behind to the castle.