s t a n d ing (Cora)

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Cora merely chuckled as she stepped into the owlrey, being careful not to put too much weight on her injured ankle. An owl flew to her side and she took the letter from it's beak with a slight frown, thinking of her brother once more. Bradley wouldn't like what she had become, though she could hardly think that the fault was alone hers. Perhaps if he had paid more attention to her.... no the thought was useless. Cora pushed it away and pocketed the letter, turning back to Tristan. "No letters for you?" she asked.

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Tristan shook his head. His parents weren't writing to him nowadays, now that the school year was coming to a close. He looked at the letter in her hand momentarily before meeting her gaze. He smiled. "I take it you're done?" He asked sarcastically.

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Cora rolled her eyes slightly. "Obviously," she replied simply, playing her part quite well for someone whose ankle was throbbing with pain. She supposed that she deserved it after what she had done to Dean. With a turn of her head, thereby making her hair fly, Cora turned back to the entrance of the owlrey.

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Tristan followed closely behind Cora as she walked out of the Owlrey. The sarcasm was just another surprise for him. A pretty girl, good at Quidditch, with lots of spunk. Quite a unique sight. Not many girls carried themselves the way Cora did. He grinned inwardly, but awkwardly. The silence was killing him, but he had nothing to say. He would have asked Cora to go for a walk or something cheesy like that, but nothing came to mind. Pathetic his conscience told himself. He silently snorted, pushing that thought to the back of his mind.

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"So where would you like to go, now that you're free of the craziness?" Cora asked, once they were climbing back down the stairs that led to the owlrey. She found that she rather liked Tristan, though first impressions could often be deceiving. But he was a Quidditch player, nice, and had enough personality to carry himself well. And it didn't hurt that he was good looking, she supposed.

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It only took Tristan a few moments to think of a place. "The Qudditch Pitch?" he asked. He rather enjoyed flying, but he wasn't about to go there on his own accord. Cora was the lady in charge, and he would do nothing without consent. He smiled a rather charming smile as the duo descended the last few steps. If he liked Cora like he believed he did, he was going to charm her. It was in his blood to do so.

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Cora shrugged. It would definitely keep her off her injured ankle for a little while, plus Quidditch was always fun. "Sure," she replied, whipping out her wand. It would take far too long to descend to the dungeons just for a broomstick. She performed a spell that would have her broomstick waiting for her in the Entrance Hall, then stuffed her wand away again. "Are we going to hunt down a Quaffle, or just fly around?" she asked Tristan, wondering if he had anything in mind.

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Trostan shrugged. He didn't care, anything woulf be fine. He too retrieved his wand and summoned his broom. It was a trick he did often. They descended the first few flights of stairs easily. As the reached the second floor however, a group of girls was preparing to jump him. The took one look at Cora and sneered. Tristan quickly took her arm and they dispersed. Tristan bit back a triumphant smile.

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Cora, however, had slightly less self-control when it came to annoying girls. She smiled triumphantly and continued down the stairs. She grabbed her broom as they reached the Entrance Hall, and flicked her wand at the doors for them to open. It was far too much work for her to actually open one of the doors, especially with an injured ankle. As soon as she was outside, Cora mounted her broom and hovered in the air, waiting for Tristan to catch up.

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In one swift motion, Tristan mounted his broom and kicked off from the ground. He joined Cora in the air. He winked at her and decided to try something. He flew up next to her and leaned over. He quickly pecked her one the cheek. Winking once more, he sped away, taunting her in a way. He got to the Quidditch Pitch in no time. He circled it once, keeping a wary eye out for Cora.

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Moderately surprised by the peck on the cheek, Cora was momentarily slowed, but sped up once she realized that Tristan was pulling ahead of her. She pulled into the Quidditch Pitch a split-second after him, doing a couple loop-the-loops to get the feeling of flying back in her body. It felt good to be a on a broomstick again.

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Tristan watched Cora, smiling. He sped up next to her. "Enjoying yourself?" He asked, grinning. She was obviously having fun. He leaned in close when they slowed to a hover. "Tag. You're it."

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Tristan watched Cora, smiling. He sped up next to her. "Enjoying yourself?" He asked, grinning. She was obviously having fun. He leaned in close when they slowed to a hover. "Tag. You're it."

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Cora smiled slightly, then leaned in closer and kissed him on the lips, letting the magic of her Charm swirl around her for a moment. When she leaned back, a grin was evident on her face. "No, you're it," she replied, then pushed her broom forward, speeding away from Tristan.

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Tristan kissed back, surprised. He felt a strange attraction pull him towards Cora. She zoomed away and he laughed. He wanted more. He shot after her. It didn't take long to catch up to her. He leaned in close. His lips met hers, his heart surprisingly steady.