everybody's starry eyed [dal]

[abigail margaret winthrop]

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It was early evening, just after dinner, and Abby was happy to have a spot of free time. It was one of those days that seemed to fly by, and one of the types of days that Abby loved the most. She’d gotten heaps done, and was thrilled with her progress for the day. She’d gotten her coursework done, gone for an early morning run, performed fantastically in her classes, and she was feeling on top of the world.

She wasn’t doing anything especially intellectual, only flipping through a tabloid magazine. She couldn’t even remember whether or not the magazine was a muggle one—she wasn’t paying much attention, though the moving images should have been a clue. She had a small stack of them up set up next to her, and she intended to take her time flipping through them all before she went indoors.

The one she was currently holding was a fashion tabloid and she couldn’t help but retch at how vile non-muggle fashions were. The wizarding community may have been top-shelf on things like being able to transfigure anything into everything they could ever want and more, but somehow they still lagged incredibly far behind on current muggle styles. And Abby loved nothing more than to be fashionable, with pinkness, sequins, glitter and gold to satisfy her feminine tastes.

Sighing, she continued to flip pages, tilting her head left and right as she tried to figure out the various fashions listed on the page. Frowning, she cast the magazine aside in favor of one of her preferred muggle magazines, a risqué Cosmopolitan sent to her by one of her dearest muggle friends. The headlines screamed out various sexually-charged messages, and she smiled just looking at them. TURN HIM ON—from across the room. When Your VAGINA ACTS WEIRD After Sex. “Um, Vagina, Are You Okay Down There? were all of interest, but she was most intrigued by the ever-curious, Vegetables Are Your Friend—on your plate and in the bedroom!”

”Well, that’s… abhorrent,” she muttered absent-mindedly to herself, flipping through the pages. Most of the things in the magazine made her blush, but she couldn’t say that she was too prude to skip them entirely. They’d come in handy one day, wouldn’t they? After all, how would she ever learn to give a good hand job if Cosmo didn’t tell her all the dirty little secrets? She’s already learned that they were a great way to show off a manicure, and was there really anything more important than gawking at her own fabulous hand-do while she was getting intimate with her most beloved, whomever that would be when the time came?

next thing, we’re touching, you look at me its like you hit me with lightening—oh, everybody’s starry eyed

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[fergus dallas alistair]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2zgu9hc.jpg); width: 440px; padding-top:10px;] stars shine so bright --- Fergus Dallas Alistair. To everyone, he is simply reffered to as; Dallas. Some what due to the fact that he doesn't tell anyone to call him any different, but mostly because he hates his parents for calling him Fergus in the first place. The male is a pure Scottish boy, who comes from a long line of Scottish witches and wizards whom all attended Hogwarts. He has an older brother, Peter, however the two do not get along very well. Mostly due to the fact that Peter practically abandoned the family to elope with a much younger girl while the family didn't approve. To the best of Fergus' knowledge, the pair are in America somewhere living it up like two birds in a rather small cage. Stepping out of the Great Hall, Fergus turned his head towards a group of Gryffindor girls and smiled. "Good evening ladies, and how are we on this fine night? Would any of you like to join me for a bit of star gazing before the night is old?" In one word, Fergus' personality is flirtatious. He enjoys being the center of attention in a girl's eyes, however he has never really gone passed the second date with anyone. Sure, he has dated once or twice in his past, and the young man thought he had felt the spark in both of those relationships. However apprently his caring attitude and the way his personality changed somewhat while he was dating a girl was the deal breaker in their eyes. You see, Fergus changes somewhat while he is in a relationship. While he is single, the male flirts and winks and drapes his arm across their shoulder as they walk. However when he is interested in a girl, or he is in a relationship, the male doesn't flirt with any girls and instead, acts like a complete gentleman towards the one girl in particular. He tries to make her feel like she is special; as in his eyes, she is. However most girls see this as sort strange, and thus break it off as they want the flirty guy that he once was. Dallas would then sigh to himself, pep-talk his way back into the level of self esteem he usually holds, and then start all over again. After a lot of giggling, the girls responded that they had to study and Fergus shrugged his shoulders. "Suit yourself. But you know where I'll be if you change your mind." Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Fergus began to walk towards one of the doors which led outside. Finally stepping onto the fresh, green grass the young male smiled and tilted his head backwards as he looked towards the sky. Lowering his head once more, his eyes scanned the area and stopped on a young woman whom had a bunch of magazines around her. "Well, this might be fun..." Beginning to make his way over towards her, Fergus stopped and picked up one of the magazines and examined it. Reading the title, his eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "So this is what a lovely young girl such as yourself reads... Interesting. I must keep this in mind." tag: Abby notes: Um, Vagina, Are You Okay Down There?

credit to BABY DARLING ! @ caution 2.0