First of all we want to thank ben socksy as we found it very interesting how people percieve us to be: i think ur storyline has a humorus plot and i'm looking forward to the next chapter. i like to sort of get a photographic image of characters so could you describe yourselves a bit more. so far i feel orla may be short long black hair loads of long eyelashes, maybe a bit thin seen as she's elf
leo seems to have nice sparkly eyes curvy figure white blond hair, am i right?
aoife seems maybe tall, nice brown eye, nice eyes she also seems aggressive?
are orla and aoife meant to be ugly or is leo meant to be particularly stunning? are you like these characters in real life?
love your work
socksy
To answer your question:
Orla, Leo and Aoife are based on us in real life, with some minor changes!
Orla is average to above average in height(elves usually are-LOTR), green/grey/blue eyes with amber around the pupil, long brown hair(also currently has train-tracks) Leo 'legs' lombard and her name suggests is tall, curvy figure (i suppose) with blue eyes (quite sparkly!) and honey/gold colour hair(thus the name Leo) and Aoife is average in height, green eyes, constantly bearing balck eye-liner(not brown but quite nice) and dark brown hair. And no, Aoife and Orla are not ugly!
According to orla- 'Lorna (Leo) gets all the guys at disco's' which I, Leo, can assure you is not true!!!
Thank You! Keep on reviewing and chapter 6 is coming very.....very soon. See y'all then! We also like to give a special thanks and mention to one of our dearest friends, Sophie, who helped us with this chapter
"the Gang"
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Leo woke up the morning after the Halloween ball in strange surroundings. It was definitely not her room. The room was decorated in silver and green. Everywhere she looked there were snakes heads looming at her. It sent a shiver down her spine. She got up from where she was laying next to Draco and took the sheet with her. The lack of sheet exposed his naked body in all its glory, sprawled out in the centre of the bed. Leo couldn't help but stare. His perfectly defined chest, his broad shoulders and everything else... Leo raised her eyebrows thinking, "This truly is a Kodak moment"
The memories of the night before hit her like a slap in the face. After Aoife had left her to get a drink near the punch bowl Leo heard Draco, who had been drowning margaritas next to Aoife, call her a mudblood. Aoife then proceed to slap Draco in the face and walk away in somewhat of a huff. Draco started to walk to the door but was stopped by Leo. "Why the fuck did you do that?" she yelled at him. Draco ignored her screaming and brushed passed her. Leo continued to swear and question Malfoy through the corridors. He continued to walk steadily, Robes billowing out behind him, he nearly knocked down Sophie Prendergast, the Ravenclaw prefect who was in the middle of a very heavy make-out session with her date, Richard, also in Ravenclaw. He stopped abruptly outside the door to the heads dorms and turned to face her "What do you care?" he asked. They were close, a little too close. Leo attempted to slap Draco but his reflexes were too quick for her and he dogged it. She went to slap him again but his hand met her wrist. He looked deeply into her eyes and she met his gaze. They kissed roughly and mumbled the password with some difficulty...
Draco woke silently and stared at Leo's smooth back. The previous night came back to him too... He had been watching Aoife dancing with Potter over Fi's back for some time. He knew she had seen him staring but seemed not to care. He couldn't help feeling something in the pit of his stomach. Draco wandered over to the punch bowl and dowsed the feeling in margaritas and Jack Daniels. "Having a nice evening?" a voice breathed into his ear. He turned to find Aoife helping herself to a glass of punch. "Piss off" he replied. "Now, now no need for that" she replied. "Oh just fuck off back to your mudblood CULT" he snarled but as soon as the words had left his lips he immediately regretted it. She looked hurt and slapped him hard across the face. "You bastard" she whispered and stormed off. "Shit" he murmured hating himself for everything he just said, and to top it off Leo was storming up to him. He quickly tried to make an exit but was stopped by her incessant questioning. He ignored her through 3 flights of stairs but knew he would not get a peaceful night's sleep if he did not answer. "Why do you care?" he asked as he looked into her eyes. Was it just him who noticed how close they were? She tried to slap him but he was too quick .Was it just him who noticed the tension? Her blue eyes looked intently at him. He reached a conclusion there and then...
As the memories of the previous night flooded back into her mind, Leo noticed her pounding headache and her black lace thong on the chandelier above what was Draco's bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, laughed to herself and wondered how Aoife and Orla had gotten on after she had left them at the ball, but a pair of arms which grabbed her around her waist and pulled her next to their owner quickly interrupted her thoughts. Acting as if she didn't remember what had happened she put her head on Draco's chest, who put his arms around her, and looking into his eyes asked, "What the hell happened last night?" Draco, kissing her neck replied "Shall I refresh your memory....?" She giggled in response and the night before slowly began repeating itself...
As Leo walked into the Great Hall for breakfast, many eyes darted towards her and Draco as they came in together, deep in conversation about their eventful morning "Well... I'll see you in potions" Leo whispered as she squeezed Draco's hand and walked over to the Gryffindor table where Ron, Fred, George, Oliver and Orla were already eating. Leo sat down in between Fred and Ron across from the new star-crossed lovers, Orla and Oliver who were feeding each other strawberries, and in eye-level with Draco at the Slytherin table who smiled at her as she sat down. "Where are Harry and Aoife?" Leo asked while leaning over the table to the toast, and smiled to herself as she noticed George looking down her top "Anyone seen them this morning?" She was then filled in on the antics of Harry Pothead after the ball and secretly was glad that she had gone with Draco. Slowly the rest of the hung-over students came to the Gryffindor table, and eventually Aoife and Harry joined the others, Harry looking particularly triumphant. Leo budged over on the bench for Aoife and Orla came over to join them anxious to find out what had happened, where it happened, how many times it happened... "So...?" Leo asked, "How did you get on last night?" "Ya!" giggled Orla, "Out of ten?" Aoife expecting this answered "3 or 4, he was fairly clumsy, but how many girls can say they've done it with Harry potter!?" "Eh we all can.." Leo cried "Orla went out with him in 6th year? Remember?" "Shut up.." Aoife said combing her hand through her wildly tousled hair and looking across the table at Harry, Oliver and Dean who were also discussing last nights happenings. "He seemed to enjoy it though.." Aoife mumbled and she reached for a croissant in the middle of the table, but was stopped abruptly as she felt a leg grazing up her upper thigh. Careful not to draw attention to herself she quickly grabbed it and kicked its owner hard in the groin. Suddenly Harry doubled over in agony but no one seemed to know why. "So how were your nights?" Aoife asked the others while buttering her croissant and smiling evilly to herself, and much to Leo's relief, Orla started a very detailed conversation of her night with Oliver.
That Monday seemed to be the worst in Hogwarts History and Orla, Leo and Aoife were awakened many times by the teachers and all received detention along with many of their fellow students. Finally the last two es came, which to nobody's delight was double Potions with Snape in the dungeons, and if you fell asleep in his you'd get more than a detention. Suddenly Leo felt a tap on her back and turned around to find Dean Thomas handing her a note, half asleep she opened it and read:
Draco
Leo turned and smiled and Draco who in turn, smirked back and grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote back:
Draco, Wasn't it just? Well what I can remember of it was anyway, keep this our secret for a little while longer. I'll see you then... Thinking of you. Love Leo.She was just about to fold it over and send it back to Draco, when suddenly she heard a smack on her desk, and she, along with many other students jumped in surprise, she turned to face the front and saw Snape, livid staring at her, she had really done it this time. "LOMBARD" he roared, "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT PASSING NOTES IN ?" Leo, startled, managed to answer "Not to?" with a sarcastic note in her voice, which made all the students stare at Snape to witness his reaction to Leo's cheekiness. She bit her lower lip and looked up with puppy dog eyes as if she had done absolutely nothing wrong. Orla and Aoife were trying their best to suppress their very obvious giggles, Harry and Ron were in a similar situation and Draco looked surprisingly frightened, he had been Snape's favorite student for as lone as he could remember and didn't want to risk that position, even for Leo. Snape unable to think of what to say in retaliation grabbed Draco's note and read it to himself, he faced turned to a scarlet red, then he shot an extremely angry glance at Draco, which if you blinked, you would have missed. Aoife however didn't miss it, she thought the note was from Dean and wondered why Draco was involved, but it seemed to slip her mind though, at what happened next...