||[Dec. 7th, 2005|07:23 pm]
Magdalene Trinity Longbottom
|||||DoRkUs-FoReVeRkUs: PaInFuL tEaRs ArE nOt LiKe SaNdWiChEs||]|
Just when I was starting to think life was fabbity-fab...Luken said he needed 'some time off' from the relationship because I guess this band that he's formed with my brothers is actually a great hit 'round town, and they plan on going to Wales and possibly Ireland for some gigs. I went there after the concert with Nev and my brothers (which was this past weekend, not the weekend before) and I stayed the night at his house. Before I left he sat me down in his room (blonde hair now, forgot to mention...) and started to cry. This is what it was like:
"Maggie, this is so hard for me, I can't even begin to tell you."
"Tell me what?" (Clueless Wonder am I)
"Maggie, the band-"
"You mean the Will Pennington Experience?"
*laugh* "No, we're calling it Wicked Soul now. But, uh, the band is...it's a great hit 'round town. We've down a few gigs in other cities and, well...they all bloody love us."
"Well that's great! Now you've found something to do besides stand on your head all the time!"
*laugh-cough-sniff* "Magdalene(creepy moment because he's never called me by my full name), I'm trying to be serious."
"What I'm trying to say is this- Bret and Victoria are steadily engaged, Will is single-"
"And loving it."
*laugh* "Yeah...and well, I've got you."
"Maggie, you go to your school and I only ever get to see you on weekends."
"Yes, but you have school, too!"
"Yeah, but I can come HOME afterwards. You...can't."
"Well that's not MY fault!"
"I know...just listen. I only see you on weekends and on the hols, and I miss you so bad all the time, there's this guilt...and pain I have inside me. Like...like I shouldn't..."
"Shouldn't what?" (Ignorance is NOT bliss)
"Shouldn't...tie you down. I mean, there's got to be LOADS of boys at your school-"
"Yes, but most of them are too thick, stupid prats, or gay! Except for Neville and Seamus and Dean and a whole bunch of other guys I know, but still!"
"Maggie, please! What I'm saying is, things could happen...between you and me-"
"You don't trust me?!"
"NO! It's just that I want you to be happy. So, ummm..."
"You're ending it, aren't you?" (Wow, aren't I the catchy one? Not.)
"No, no I'm not 'ending' it. Let's just...take some time off...I want you to see if you like anyone else, and if not-"
"Then we can get back together?"
"Right. But if you do, then I don't want to be the one with the key to your shackles, if you know what I mean."
"But...but...I-I mean I DO understand and everthing, but Luken...have you done...anything?"
"No, I haven't. But that's what I'm saying. Maggie, we're going on a little tour, and even though I trust myself...I-I don't know if I trust-"
"My brothers. Yes, I can see your point... They do have influences that aren't top-notch sometimes. So, it's over, then?"
*sobsobsob*(Note: I was sobbing too) "Maggie, I want you to know I love you."
"I love you too."
So that's the end of that chapter so far. But guess what- there's more! This is Monday, now. I was sitting by the lake, thinking and doing Potions Tutoring homework, when Drafabulous McCoy came over and sat next to me.
"How's the single life, Drafabulous?"
"The birds are flying in, and I pay to make 'em fly out."
"So, you have to hire prostitutes, then?"
"Haha, your wit is truly cutting."
"Thanks. So what poor and defenseless damsel do you have hog-tied in your dorm, drugged to the knickers with happy-pills now, Draco."
"If you're asking who I asked to the ball-"
"Shock! Gasp! You discovered my secret! Whatever shall becoming of my cutting wit now?"
"Your sarcasm is awfully dull to my ears. Can't you think of some other way to hide your eternal lust for me?"
"If I lusted after you, I'd put myself in the loony bin."
*laugh* "I'd visit you every day."
"What, and give me your poisoned pudding, too? Awe, how sweet of you." That's when something weird happened. I had my hand on the ground, and all the sudden he lays his on mine and puts it to his lips and kisses my fingers. Then the arrogant tosser just yanks me over to him and...uh...he kissed me. BUT IT WAS ON THE CHEEK!! Then he goes, really soft-like:
"I'd be honoured if you went to the Ball with me, Magdalene Trinity Pennington..."
"L-Longbottom...There's a-a-a Longb-bottom in there, t-too."
*laugh* "Okay, I'll remember. Well, give me your answer this coming Friday, okay? So I have time to plan."
...What am I going to do? No one's asked me yet and Luken's on tour and we can't invite Muggles and this is...Draco we're talking about. I mean if it was Cedric I'd be like, "YES!!! Yes I'd LOVE to go to the Ball with you!" I might've even danced around a bit. But...Draco Lucian Aiden Malfoy...*shudder* What to do...