No need to wallow in self pity, right? (Hugo)

[zoey]

Zoey sat at a table with a butterbeer in her hand and a Daily Prophet sitting on the tabletop. She sighed when she read over the head line again.

“Cannon Catastrophe” the paper called it. So what they lost by a landslide? Other teams did, too.
But she was blaming this on herself, like she usually did. If she had only caught the snitch, but she didn’t. That’s why the lost so badly.

She sighed again and downed her butterbeer, glaring at someone who was looking at her. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with people at the moment. She looked up when someone came and refilled her glass of butterbetter, then looks back down at the Daily Prophet. Maybe she’d just wallow in self pity until the next game. That sounded like something she would do. But right now, she just wanted something to get her mind off of the game.

But she didn’t know what she would do. She could go up to her dorm and read a book, but that wasn’t enough. She could go out into Diagon Alley and look at the shops, but she didn’t want to walk around. She was at a loss. So, for the time being, she decided she would just sit here, drink butterbeer and read the paper. It’s not like anyone she knew was there, or would come. And she was pretty sure no one would bother her because she had already snapped at several people.

She looked around the room one more time before picking up the paper, turning to a random page and started to read the first thing that caught her attention.

[huggy]

today i don’t feel like doing anything ,

i just wanna lay in my bed !

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It's been a bad day through and through. It didn't even start out alright. This morning, Hugo just simply face-planting out of bed onto the floor. It doesn't happen often but it always hurts. At least there wasn't anyone to see that happening. He would never hear the end of it. Its not like he actually makes himself roll off his bed, it just simply happens.

Anyways, as the day gone by nothing happened to make it any better. They had their first game of the season and lost by many, many points. It is pointless to put the score of the game since it was that bad. Anyways, Hugo felt a bit bad after the game. He hated losing by a lot of points. A close score is better but it just looked like the team was out of shape. The fact that the Daily Prophet shot the team down in their article made life a lot harder than it should.

After the game and well cleaning up a bit, Hugo wanted to unwind and get this bad day off his back. Best way to do that is getting drunk at Diagon Alley. Okay, Hugo doesn't get drunk often but today was just a day for it. He floo'd to Diagon Alley and headed to a cafe. Once there, he spotted Zoey Wood. Even though Hugo and Zoey weren't in the same year or house at Hogwarts they knew each other through Quidditch. Hugo was the keeper while she was the seeker. Hugo thought to himself, she could need some company. With that thought, he headed to her table sitting across from her.

"Whatcha reading?" Yes, Hugo is very, very bad at saying hello to someone. Instead, he had the tendency at saying the first thing on his mind. Saying hello is definitely not it. Anyways, Hugo likes Zoey. As a friend, he would insist. Maybe there is something more? Maybe there isn't? Who knows what will happen to these two.

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THIS THREAD IS finished.
AND IT’S FOR Zoey.
AS FOR WORDS, WE HAVE 332
THE LYRICS ARE FROM lazy song by bruno mars
MUSE IS THANKS TO Kids React to different things. xD
BANNER DESERVES CREDIT TOO

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[zoey]

Zoey was in her own world while reading the Daily Prophet, and she nearly fell out of her seat when Hugo sat down across from her. "Merlin’s beard! Don’t do that!" she said, looking up at Hugo then back down at the paper. What was she reading, anyways? She wasn’t even paying attention to the article. "To be completely honest, I don’t even know," she mumbled, looking back up at Hugo.

"Wait, what brings you here, anyways?" she asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice. Was that rude to ask? I mean, her and Hugo were friends, so she could ask that. Right? She shrugged it off and thought to herself: "Probably the same thing I’m doing, wallowing…"

She looked back down the paper again, resting her elbows on the table and accidently knocking over her glass of butterbeer, which spilled all over the table… and Hugo.

"Ohmygodric! I’m so sorry!" she said springing up from her chair. "Er… I’ll go get you something!" She ran off to go get some napkins from the bar, then ran back and handed them to him. "I’m so sorry!" She said again. Smart Zoey, repeat yourself. Very smart. "I didn’t see the glass there, and then before I knew it, it was too late." She plopped back down on her chair with a sigh. Was she blushing? She swore she could feel that her face was hot. "Sorry," she blurted out again. Way to make things awkward, Zoey. She hoped her brothers never found out about this, they’d tease her for all eternity.

[huggy]

today i don’t feel like doing anything ,

i just wanna lay in my bed !

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Okay, so he freaked her a lot more than he actually had expected. Whoops? It might as well have been a whole lot worse. At least she didn't scream at the top of her lungs. Falling out of her seat is almost as funny as him falling out of bed. Hugo couldn't help but chuckle a bit at her. Well, not exactly at her but you know the whole thing. "Oh come on! How could you not know what you are reading? Don't you pay attention to it?" He decides to grab the article out of her hands and looks over quickly before handing it back to her. "And now I realized why.. That article is quite dull. I read it earlier." He smiles a bit at her before ordering a butterbeer when the waitress came over to take his order.

'Wait, what brings you here, anyways?

[/color]' Zoey had asked him. He simply raised an eyebrow at her taking quite some time before actually replying to her. Weird enough as it is, Hugo felt like he should tell her the truth. "Basically I wanted to unwind. Get my head out of today. What about you?" Now it was her turn to answer him. He couldn't help but grin a bit at her.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Zoey had knocked over her butterbeer and basically it went all over his shirt. Damn, and he just got this. He looked up at her face and she was basically freaking out. 'Er… I’ll go get you something!' When she left, he grabbed some of the napkins that were already on the table. When she got back, he actually started to laugh. It was anyone else that spilled butterbeer on him, he would probably either punch them in the face and yell at them. Sadly, this was different. It was Zoey after all.

Hugo really didn't say anything but keep on laughing. Especially since Zoey wouldn't stop saying how sorry she was. After all, its not like she hurt him on anything. "Relax Zoe.. Its just a little butterbeer. It won't take much to get it out. Plus, I'm sure I could figure out a spell to get this out anyways." He took one last look at her face before bursting out laughing. She was actually blushing and well, Hugo thought she looked cute blushing... Wait, what was he thinking? They are just friends, aren't they?

With a sigh, Hugo sits back down and ushers one of the waitress over. "Another butterbeer please. For the lady." Wait, why did he call her 'lady'. Eesh, he never did that with any of the girls he dated. Actually, he never once called anyone a lady. Oh well, maybe she won't notice? It didn't take long before they summoned a butterbeer for Zoey. He gives her a small smile before taking his butterbeer and drinking it down. Damn this day.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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THIS THREAD IS finished.
AND IT’S FOR Zoey.
AS FOR WORDS, WE HAVE 482
THE LYRICS ARE FROM lazy song by bruno mars
MUSE IS THANKS TO B-e-a-utiful by Megan Nicole.
BANNER DESERVES CREDIT TOO

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[zoey]

“Why do you keep laughing?! Haven’t you ever seen a clumsy person before?” she said in a slightly sharp tone. But she didn’t want it to come out like that. She cleared her throat, then tried to start again. “But, I am sorry. I just… can’t control my clumsiness, I guess,” she snickered slightly. “And to answer your question from before, I came here to grab a butterbeer. See, I was going to go home, but my brothers would never let me live down the game.” She looked down and whispered, “They’ll find anything to make fun of me.”

She coughed then looked back up at Hugo. “Yeah, I’m sure there’s a spell… or this wonderful Muggle invention called a washing machine,” she snickered slightly. She was used to being sarcastic; it was one of those things that just came naturally. When you have two brothers, you just kind of pick it up.

She gave him a skeptical look when he said “Another butterbeer please. For the lady.” She laughed slightly then said, “I’ve never heard you call anyone lady before.” She stared at him for a second before turned to waitress and muttering a “thank you” for the new butterbeer.

She took a sip of butterbeer then set it down on the table. She looked around for a second. Okay, awkward silence was not her thing. She had to think of something to talk about, but she was drawing a blank. She couldn’t think of any good topics; the only thing she could think about was the Quidditch match. But, that was better than nothing, wasn’t it?

“So,” she said, grabbing the paper (which, somehow survived the attack of the butterbeer) and turned to the Cannon article. “Such a shame, isn’t it? Losing our first game of the season,” she said dryly. “But, you can’t win them all, I guess…” she bit her lip and grabbed her glass of butterbeer, taking a swig of it.

She wasn't going to mention the fact that she was blaming herself for their loss, seeing as she was the newest edition to the team. They lost as a team, fair and square, but she would still blame herself for it.

[huggy]

today i don’t feel like doing anything ,

i just wanna lay in my bed !

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Hugo stared at her once she snapped at him. Why was he laughing? Well, this time he wasn't going to tell her the truth that he was laughing bout how he thought she looked somewhat cute.. Okay maybe more than somewhat. "Is it a crime to laugh now? Knock off saying sorry. No one was hurt, Zoey." Hugo grinned at her like he couldn't help himself. Ahh, Hugo knew a bit about her brothers. Of course, most brothers would tease their little sister for anything. "I know what you mean. Being in my family, I can't do anything without someone making fun of me." Sadly, that is the truth. Its not like Hugo hates his family but sometimes he wished they were lay off. It was hard enough being in Slytherin.

Zoey had said, 'Yeah, I’m sure there’s a spell… or this wonderful Muggle invention called a washing machine,

[/color]' and Hugo couldn't help but laugh. Of course he knew about washing machines. His mum after all is a muggleborn. "Yes but those take forever." Hugo really didn't have patience for those washing machines. Lucky, he really didn't have to use it when he was younger. He just had to either be careful or ask his dad to use the spell to clean it up. Hugo raised an eyebrow at her when she said, 'I’ve never heard you call anyone lady before.[/color]' He thought to himself, great... So she did hear me about that.. Hugo felt like an idiot. If anyone in his family found out that he called her a lady, he wouldn't hear the end of this.

There was an awkward silence for quite some time. Hugo didn't mean silence but this was almost unbearable. There were so many things he wanted to tell her or ask her but just couldn't say it without sounding like a complete fool. Well, okay Hugo was use to acting like a fool around girls but this was just something different. Finally Zoey had broke the silence by talking about the game. He knew it was her first one professionally. When they were in Hogwarts, Hugo had watched her in her games, unless it was Slytherin verses Gryffindor. He thought she was good... Actually he thought she was better than good. She was great. Of course, Hugo will never admit that or even say that. "Relax. It was your first game. We will win the next one so don't worry bout it so much." He gave her a smile. Hugo knew how she was feeling. Losing their first game, her being the newbie, of course she would feel like it was her fault. It is always a team effort. Not one person's fault. He should have been able to block more of the Quaffles from coming in their goal post. But he didn't. Things don't always happen on plan.
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THIS THREAD IS finished.
AND IT’S FOR Zoey.
AS FOR WORDS, WE HAVE 476
THE LYRICS ARE FROM lazy song by bruno mars
MUSE IS THANKS TO song
BANNER DESERVES CREDIT TOO

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[zoey]

“Yes, it is a crime to laugh.” She said with a slight grin and a snicker. And when she saw his grin, her smile seemed to grow wider. It was just an instinct, when you see someone smile and then you smile. “And I am sorry, though. I mean, that looks like a new shirt and I just potentially ruined it!” She wouldn’t stop saying sorry, but he probably knew that. It was just one of the little quirks that made her, well, herself.

She knew he had a big family, so he was probably used to being teased. Probably, being the key word. She didn’t want to make assumptions.

“And washing machines do not take that long. It’s the dryers that take forever, not the washers. But, you just have to be patient.” She looked down at the table for a second, then back up at Hugo. “Although, I have heard that you don’t have a lot of patience.” She said in a teasing tone, the grin she still had on her face reaching her eyes, making them sparkle slightly.

“And I’m sure we will win the next one, but you only have one first professional game, and I hoped we would win it.” She said that with a twinge of sadness in her voice, looking down at the table again.

She didn’t know if it was just her, but she felt like it was just getting a little stuffy in here. Maybe it was just her. “Do you want to go walk around Diagon Alley?” she blurted out before her brain could tell her not to. She hoped he said yes, because she wanted to go take a around Diagon Alley with him. Why? She didn’t know. Maybe they could talk more?

She looked back up at him, just waiting for his answer. Please say yes. Please say yes, she thought to herself.

[huggy]

today i don’t feel like doing anything ,

i just wanna lay in my bed !

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Hugo snickered a bit at Zoey. Of course laughing isn't a crime. That would simply be ridicules. "Damn. Than I guess I should be in Azkaban or something." Hugo gave her a small smile and finally finished his butterbeer. It wasn't strong enough to actually make him pretty drunk. If he wanted to get drunk he would have ordered firewhiskey. Though he really didn't care for the taste of it. Hugo glances over at Zoey thinking to himself, damn.. I really do like her. He really isn't the best at admitting that he likes someone. In fact, he is horrible at at talking to girls. Definitely not a ladies man. "It's just a shirt, Z." Z... Well, it wasn't the best nickname someone could come up with. In fact, it is very ordinary. Oh well.

"Patience? There is such a thing as patience?" Of course Hugo knows there is patience as he was only teasing her. He may be a bit dull but definitely not that dumb. 'Although, I have heard that you don’t have a lot of patience.

[/color]' Ahh, so she seems to hear a lot about him. Of course that is not a very hard thing. He is, after all, a Weasley. Being in his family it seems everywhere you go there is someone that thinks they know you. "You heard correctly than." Hugo grins right back at her, loving that her eyes were sparkling. It just made her even more pretty.

Everything she was saying is true. There really is only one very first professional games, yet there are a million others. Hugo can still remember his first game. Unlike Z's, they had actually won and Hugo made plenty of good saves. Today just wasn't the teams day. He could almost tell that she was blaming herself. "Consider it my fault. I should have saved a whole lot more Quaffles." Tsk tsk, Hugo. He was blaming himself trying to make her feel better. Somehow, Hugo hated seeing her upset. Really it seemed that it was going to be his job to cheer it up. Not really an official job but Hugo will make it.

Blinking once, than twice.. Was she serious? She actually wanted to take a walk with him? He gave her a huge grin saying, "Yeah, I would love to walk around." Hugo tossed a few sickles on the table to pay for their drinks and got up. He walked to the door and hold it open for you. "After you, Z." Was he going to call her Z for the rest of the day? It certainly seems that way.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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THIS THREAD IS finished.
AND IT’S FOR Zoey&&Lucy
AS FOR WORDS, WE HAVE 435
THE LYRICS ARE FROM lazy song by bruno mars
MUSE IS THANKS TO Sing by My Chemical Romance
BANNER DESERVES CREDIT TOO

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