After double transfiguration the day finally came to an end inside
the beautifully decorated walls of the common room. Jack o' lanterns were
swooping along the magically strung wires and little witch hats were
zooming diagonally every once and a while. The fires were bewitched to
flame a beautiful orange and outlined in black.
Paul was coming down to join the gang. Tim and Hermione were sitting on opposite sides if the couch and Christilynn was sitting in the armchair facing the bewitched fire. "Hello everyone." Said Paul.
"Hey." said Hermione
"What's up?" asked Tim
"We were just going to call it a night right Tim?"
"Um I guess we were." responded Tim with a level of uncertainty.
"Oh .ok then um.night." said Paul.
On his way up the stairs, Tim pulled Paul aside. He gave him the this is your chance look and proceeded to walk up the spiral staircase to the boy's dormitories.
Tim is right. Paul assured himself. It was now or never.
This is it.,Paul thought to himself again.what is the worst that could happen. Ok, she could say no .um yea that's all ok then just play it cool .and here we go.
"Hey Christilynn, THUD..
Yep, something worse did happen. Paul managed to wake up on the common room floor, Christilynn was holding his hand and Tim was propped up in the corner.
"Nice job." said Tim who was still holding back his laughter.
"Ignore him," said Christilynn
"I'm going to sleep now , try not to kill your self Paul." stated Tim, ascending the staircase once more.
"Hey Crit." began Paul, still immobilized on the floor.
"There is something I have been wanting to ask you."
Perfect timing .dumb ass, said a sarcastic voice in Paul's head, your on the ground, you cant get up and on your feet and NOW YOU ARE ASKING HER TO THE DANCE ???
Paul cleared the voice, sat up, and asked " Will you go with me to the ball?"
Half expecting a smack, Paul looked into her eyes.
"Of course I will." said Christi, "just find a better way of getting my attention."
"Good night" giggled Christi.
With a kiss good night, Paul was left sitting there in the common room, It was one of his happiest moments that entire year. He began walking up the stairs to bed and tripped over the hidden shape of Tim, sitting on the stairs.
" OUCH ! " cried Tim. "That hurt!! Is this how you thank me for making sure that everything went ok and ."
"and listing to my conversations?" interrupted Paul.
"Um.. Yes." said Tim with a smile on his face as if there was nothing wrong with his answer.
Paul shook his head. "I'm going to sleep.Good night Tim."
"Hey Paul..?"
"Yea Tim said Paul.wanting nothing more then to go to bed.
" How come I don't get a kiss goodnight?" asked Tim sarcastically
"what the hell are u talking about.u know what ..no I don't wana ask.
good night Tim."
"Good night Paul."
Paul was coming down to join the gang. Tim and Hermione were sitting on opposite sides if the couch and Christilynn was sitting in the armchair facing the bewitched fire. "Hello everyone." Said Paul.
"Hey." said Hermione
"What's up?" asked Tim
"We were just going to call it a night right Tim?"
"Um I guess we were." responded Tim with a level of uncertainty.
"Oh .ok then um.night." said Paul.
On his way up the stairs, Tim pulled Paul aside. He gave him the this is your chance look and proceeded to walk up the spiral staircase to the boy's dormitories.
Tim is right. Paul assured himself. It was now or never.
This is it.,Paul thought to himself again.what is the worst that could happen. Ok, she could say no .um yea that's all ok then just play it cool .and here we go.
"Hey Christilynn, THUD..
Yep, something worse did happen. Paul managed to wake up on the common room floor, Christilynn was holding his hand and Tim was propped up in the corner.
"Nice job." said Tim who was still holding back his laughter.
"Ignore him," said Christilynn
"I'm going to sleep now , try not to kill your self Paul." stated Tim, ascending the staircase once more.
"Hey Crit." began Paul, still immobilized on the floor.
"There is something I have been wanting to ask you."
Perfect timing .dumb ass, said a sarcastic voice in Paul's head, your on the ground, you cant get up and on your feet and NOW YOU ARE ASKING HER TO THE DANCE ???
Paul cleared the voice, sat up, and asked " Will you go with me to the ball?"
Half expecting a smack, Paul looked into her eyes.
"Of course I will." said Christi, "just find a better way of getting my attention."
"Good night" giggled Christi.
With a kiss good night, Paul was left sitting there in the common room, It was one of his happiest moments that entire year. He began walking up the stairs to bed and tripped over the hidden shape of Tim, sitting on the stairs.
" OUCH ! " cried Tim. "That hurt!! Is this how you thank me for making sure that everything went ok and ."
"and listing to my conversations?" interrupted Paul.
"Um.. Yes." said Tim with a smile on his face as if there was nothing wrong with his answer.
Paul shook his head. "I'm going to sleep.Good night Tim."
"Hey Paul..?"
"Yea Tim said Paul.wanting nothing more then to go to bed.
" How come I don't get a kiss goodnight?" asked Tim sarcastically
"what the hell are u talking about.u know what ..no I don't wana ask.
good night Tim."
"Good night Paul."