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Post by Fleur Delacour on Sept 25, 2005 20:33:00 GMT -5
*Fleur walked along quietly, as she looked around her. The beautifuyl sight.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Sept 25, 2005 20:36:49 GMT -5
Ebin walked out of the castle. He had his hands in his pockets of his best pair of clean jeans. He had a freshly washed good smelling T-Shirt on with his hair brushed, but it still fell infront of his eyes. The air had turned crisp and he bounced up and down exhaling from his nose. Ebin was anxsious from the news from his mother. She had writen Ebin that morning and was coming soon. Ebin searched the skys for any signs of her but it was cloudless with out any movement.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Sept 25, 2005 20:39:22 GMT -5
*Fleur was walking alone, singing to herself. She was also, dressed in the newest Fashion From the Streets of Paris. She sat down on a bench, looking around, as leaves Fell, with he breze. She smiled, and continued to sing in french*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Sept 25, 2005 20:53:46 GMT -5
Ebin continued to dance nervously as he spun around and looked over the castle. A sharp looking women zoomed over the castle on a jet black broomstick. She was riding side ways and touched down tightly just to the side of Ebin. Surveying the scene Ebin's mother said not even looking at Ebin, "I have 3 and a half hours. Dumbledore is forcing me to travel with out apparation, silly rule!" she snapped looked down at Ebin. Ebin twitched like a little boy about to go into the doctor's office. Ebin avoided eye contact as his mother began to fuss over him. She tided his jacket brushing off dust that wasn't there. She continued to pock and prod Ebin as he gritted his teeth but stood still patiently. "I see you got ride of that dreadful hair style of yours but--" Ebin's mother pulled out his hair as Ebin let out little unhappy noises. "--you need a hair cut!" Ebin sighed as his mother continued, "Doesn't that girl of yours do anything?!"
Ebin glared as he swatted his mother's hand away, "That girl is your grandson's mother!" Ebin got antsy again shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "Don't you wanna see her!?" Ebin asked axiesly. [sorry g2g]
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Sept 25, 2005 20:57:37 GMT -5
*Fleur looked behind her, and she saw some womam. She squinted slightly, and looked at her, she looked alot like Ebin. She stood up, as she walked not too far, nor close to them, but if someone was paying attention, they would of seen her.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 4, 2005 21:38:08 GMT -5
Ebin spotted someone moving across the grounds. Ebin's face lit up, it was Fleur! "Mom!" Ebin said grabbing his mother's elbow and pulling her across the grounds. "Ok... this is Fleur and she is the... er... my son's mother..." Ebin said blushing slightly and looking down at hiss feet. As he aproached Fleur he gave her a glance and awkwardly smiled.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Oct 4, 2005 21:43:30 GMT -5
*She turned around, closing the book she had in her hand. (Lol Putting that In..>.<). She looked around, as she heard Ebins Voice. She smiled, and Ran at him, to give him a Hug.*
Ebin! Mon Dieu! I missed you!
*She smiled, then looked at the Lady beside Him.*
You must Be Ebins Mother..
*She extended her hand for a shake.*
Bonjour, I Am Fleur Delacour!
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 4, 2005 21:50:35 GMT -5
Ebin danced nervously around. He felt weird embrassing someone when his mother was there.
Ebin's mother looked sharply down at Fleur. Giving Fleur's hand a quick jerk she eyed the grounds. "Quite I small plot of land they have here at Hogwarts..." His mother mused. She looked back down at Fleur with thin lips, "Well... she's got two legs and two arms... I couldn't expect another better from you Ebin." Ebin's mother gave Ebin a dissaproving look. Ebin's jaw dropped, he couldn't believe his mother had just said thaT!
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Oct 4, 2005 21:53:20 GMT -5
*She looked around, with a puzzeled look on her face.*
In Bauxbatons, It Vas Bigger..
*She stopped at Looked at the Frail Lady.*
But Do we really need more Land?
*She Kept her cool, and Raised her eyebrow.*
Vell you are not doing any better Since, You and your Husband Live Away from eachother..
*She crossed her arms, and raised her eyebrow.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 4, 2005 22:00:56 GMT -5
Ebin groaned slightly. He wanted them to get along! "Fleur..." Ebin hissed under his breath giving he a look.
Ebin's mother's lips went white as they shrunk into her mouth. "You, girl, have no idea what it was like for my ex-husband and me!" This was true... Ebin had been there with the fighting and broken dishes. Ebin's mother snapped a look to Ebin, "I wish you two the best of luck..." she said coldly. She then wiped Ebin's hair out of his face and snarled, "And do something about that hair!" she snapped before walking briskly back to her broomstick.
Ebin just gaped at Fleur for a moment. He then rushed after his mother. "Wait!" He said reaching the broom just as her mother had mounted it. "Mom...? Don't you want to see your grandchild?"
Ebin's mother hovered over the ground for a moment, "One baby is just like the next." And Ebin's mother was gone.
Ebin looked down at the ground where his mother had been just moment's before. His head fell infront of his eyes. He couldn't look at Fleur.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Oct 4, 2005 22:06:28 GMT -5
*Fleur Stayed still, and looked at Ebin, She didnt listen to Him. She couldnt stand Being Trashed infront of Ebin, by his Mother Without Him Even Standing up for her.*
You, Woman, Have No Idea What It's Like For Ebin And I! *She smirked, as she corrected the Lady, in using the correct English Grammer..(HEM HEM Lol ) Fleur Glared as she left. She couldnt stand this anymore. She walked away, almost too calmly. Muttering a soft Sorry.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 4, 2005 22:08:52 GMT -5
Ebin just gaped. He couldn't believe it! He had shown Fleur both his mother and father and she just walked away. Ebin sank to the ground. It was damp but he didn't care. Ebin sighed blowing his hair out of his eyes as he thought... he hated thinking and he really wanted a smoke. But Ebin had promissed Faye that he wouldn't so Ebin held back. In stead he curled up into a ball with is knees to his chin.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Oct 4, 2005 22:10:25 GMT -5
*Fleur Was gone with that. She ran her hands threw her hair, as she walked insidre the castle.*
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