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Love interest: Chance?

Dominic could only feign the cozened grace of chivalry as thin wry lips upturned into a devious smile, twinkling blue eyes hiding more secrets than the depths of stellar orbit, just as black and riddled deep. The ancient magic of his ancestors flowed through his veins, so regal and proud; the blood flowed through a sea of vanity. Jealousy always harbored within, a ship set to dock, and only waiting, for the day to ravage the earth and plunge out to sea with not but destruction in his wake.

Eliora placed a gentle hand in the crook of his arms, and greedily, his hand claimed her own and held her there, almost pinned beside him; a toy he wasn’t willing to let anyone play with. Gentle fingers grazed small circles over the back of her hand, almost absentmindedly, as his mind anchored in and his inhibitions detailed. ”Hey,” Dominic had whispered under his breath, the soft words barely floating in the air long enough to reach her ears before turning to ash in his mouth. He leaned against her, inching closer until his lips were hovering scarce an inch from her ear. ”…you wan’ get out of here?” He had to ask, his eyes sparkling under the starry enchanted ceiling.

Eliora's breath caught as she felt Dominic's against her ear, and she blushed before her brain caught up and was able to focus on the dark voice that was speaking to her. Eyes downcast, Eli nervously licked her lips as she listened to what Dominic had to say, very overly conscious about how close he was to her, and the proximity of prefects and even the Head Boy. A nervous giggle escaped her lips after she heard his request, and she nodded succinctly.

"Yessir, i would..."

The girl spoke just as quietly as the boy beside her, her head turned ever so slightly in his direction. Had someone read her lips, they might wonder why she called him 'sir'. Hell. She was wondering the same thing herself, somewhere in her mind. But right now, that wasn't important. Dom wanted to leave. With her. That's what was important.

"Lead the way, fy Tywysog tywyll..."

Beads of onyx locked with orbs of sparkling aquamarine and she could tell he was thinking something dangerous. Maybe not for him, but possibly for her. He could always get away from things... Could she?.. She banished the thought. If it was dangerous in terms of getting in trouble, he wouldn't let her be alone for that punishment. No. He had something devious in mind though... what was it?

I'll SEEK you OUT
FLAY you ALIVE
One more WORD and you won't SURVIVE
And I'M not SCARED
Of your STOLEN POWER
I SEE right through you any HOUR

MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN THIRD YEAR

Wearing

I won't soothe your pain: Depressed | I won't ease your strain: Doesn't he know? | You'll be waiting in vain: Damien, Dominic, and Eliora | I got nothing for you to gain: Slytherin Table |

Marina wasn't paying much attention to Dominic and Eliora's whispering. She didn't care at all what they were murmuring about, but couldn't help but ponder how exactly the relationship between them worked. Of course they were dating, but how did it work? Eliora seemed almost..timid around her own boyfriend and the redhead wondered if she was perhaps intimidated by him at times. And Dominic was obviously possessive, but that was no surprise with him. Honestly, the two looked like they were plotting to destroy the world together, and it was a bit amusing. Marina tried to picture herself one day being like that with a boy, so close and intimate, able to completely put her trust in them and let them see every side of her. She couldn't. At the best of times boys intrigued her in a confusing way, and at the worst she wanted to strangle them. Boys were strange, odd things.

She caught Damien's questioning look and realized he had no clue as to what was up with Dominic and Eliora. Seriously? he didn't know that his best friend had a girlfriend? Dominic hadn't mentioned it? Besides, it was awfully obvious. The two were practically attached by the hand and were rarely apart. But then again, that had mostly been last year and Damien hadn't been in any state to be observing them. The Slytherin was in a way relieved that last year was over. It had been by far the most stressful year of her life. Marina arched an eyebrow at Damien, and gave him a 'what do you think?' look. C'mon. It wasn't that hard to put two and two together. Boys. Completely clueless, even the smart, cunning ones.

Prejudice is stubborn and ignorance is hard.

EYES on FIRE
Your SPINE is ABLAZE
Felling any FOE with my GAZE
And JUST in TIME
In the RIGHT PLACE
STEADILY emerging with GRACE

"Of course," Daniel agreed. "But I must admit, I think I might enjoy being among those who are willing to admit that life is a competition, and not act like that is something unnatural or wrong." Daniel shrugged, a smirk cutting across his face. "And really, what's wrong with being honest about wanting to be a winner?"

Daniel looked confused for a split second before he smoothed his expression back to his vaguely-smug look that seemed to be his default look. "Hey, I'm not saying everything has to be a huge fight," he said with a nonchalant shrug. "But even though we aren't mindless animals, humans are still operating on some level under the law of survival of the fittest. We are more civilized than dumb beasts, so our losers don't tend to be eaten by predators, but I don't plan to become one of the drones. I'm not going to be one of the grazers huddled together in a herd, hoping for safety in numbers," he gave a subtle nod towards Hufflepuff. "I have no intent of rushing straight at problems to crash into them with brute strength like a ram in spring," Daniel glanced to Griffindor this time. "And as fascinating as corvids are, I have no desire to be one of the cawing flock collecting all the shiny tomes I can get my claws on."

There was something hungry in his eyes, peeking through his deliberately casual body language. "I don't want to rule the world," he said with a dismissive sniff at the ridiculous idea, "but I don't plan to spend my whole life being second best and second choice, taking whatever scraps are left behind when the Alphas of the world have had their fill."