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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 30, 2007 4:18:08 GMT
Shelby sits in the stands wearing her old ravenclaw scarf. "What the hell is wrong with me? What's wrong with him? And why were we having sex..." she whispers to myself, trying to think through all of her thoughts of confusion. The quaffle lands next to Shelby's feet. She smiles lightly and tosses it the keeper, her former position on the team.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 30, 2007 4:27:03 GMT
He wandered around the Quidditch Pitch, hands stuffed inside his pockets. His head was hung a bit, looking more at the ground rather than what was in front of him. Before he knew it, he was by the stands, climbing the little stairs up and sitting down on one of the benches. Things were really fucked up right now. Since that whole, girl-in-the-grounds incident, his head had been really messed up. The boy still had no clue of who he was, though many kept calling him this Draven person.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 30, 2007 4:29:15 GMT
"There you go, now make your precessor proud." she says to her with a smile, seeing as it was the ravenclaw team. Shelby noticed that Draven had found his way up to the stands. She just turned the other way not muttering a single word to him.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 30, 2007 19:17:24 GMT
He placed his head in his hands, still trying to make sense of everything. At the moment, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings; his eyes were more stuck to the floor of the bleachers than anything. He didn't notice Shelby sitting a ways away, in fact, he didn't even hear her say anything at the moment.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 30, 2007 22:28:47 GMT
Shelby looks over her shoulder, seeing that Draven seemed to be going through the same thing as she was at the moment, confusion. Except his was far worse he claimed that he didn't even know his name or who he was. She sighs deeply and faces the quidditch pitch, just waiting for him to realize that she was sitting there as well.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 2:51:02 GMT
Draven picked his head up, beginning to feel dizzy as all the blood rushed to his head. His eyes wandered around the pitch, the people flying, and finally on Shelby. 'Ohh great...' He thought to himself, not really knowing if that was who he wanted to be around at the moment.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 2:57:21 GMT
I catch him taking a glimpse at me. "Hi." I say plainly. "What are you doing here..." I ask still watching the keeper block the goal posts.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 2:59:22 GMT
"Hi..." Draven replied flatly, his eyes going back to watching the Quidditch players, "Just wanted to do a little thinking up here. See if anything would come together." He retorted, his voice in an extreme monotone.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 3:02:11 GMT
I sigh deeply. "Need any help? After all, I was one of your best friends..." I say to him.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 3:06:45 GMT
Draven turned to look at her, a little surprised at her words, "You mean, you believe me about me not remembering anything?" He asked her, thinking to himself 'FINALLY! About time someone started to see that I'm not lying, or insane for that matter.'
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 3:11:51 GMT
"Well, I remember everything about me... but I don't know why the bloody hell we were doing that..." I say shaking my head. "So, have you figured out anything at all about yourself."
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 3:29:15 GMT
"Well, I was talking with this girl, Kyra. I think she's one of my friends?" Draven replied as more of a question, "But she told me my name and who my friends are and stuff." He responded to her.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 3:32:12 GMT
"Yes Kyra is your friend. A really good friend at that, you two were almost dating." I say to him softly. "Did she happen to mention my name? It's Shelby by the way if you don't remember."
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 3:34:09 GMT
"Wow, really? She just told me we were just friends." Draven replied to her, a little shocked at that, "And yeah, she did. She said we were good friends." 'Which is a little hard to believe, but I'm willing to believe anything right now...'
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 3:35:45 GMT
I nod. "Because we were. You walked me down the aisle at my wedding, and we roast marshmallows alot." I say to him with a light smile.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 3:38:38 GMT
"Oh wow..." Draven replied with a small chuckle. It was really odd how they'd done all that stuff... And what he had said to her the other night. "Uhm, can I ask you a question?" He asked her, biting his lip.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 3:39:52 GMT
"What..." I ask slightly nervous since I noticed that he bit his lip.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 3:43:24 GMT
"Do you... Do you know why we were." He paused for a moment and took a deep breath, "Why we were doing what we were doing that night?" Draven asked her, biting down on his lip harder.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 3:45:20 GMT
I shake my head. "No I don't. The last thing I remember is that we were laying on a blanket watching a shooting star, and we kissed. After that I blanked out, only after the first 3 seconds of it." I say with a sigh.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 3:50:26 GMT
He nodded his head, contemplating that for a moment, "Shelby, Kyra told me that you have some sort of, curse thing on you. That it..." Drave paused for another moment and lowered his voice, "And that's what made me do that to you, that night. Why I don't have my memory."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 3:53:44 GMT
I think for a moment. Rubalyn... I pound my fist on the bleacher. "That makes sense!" I'm pretty sure he thought I was crazy, but oh well. "I've been placed under the imperious curse. Someone can control your mind if they cast it on you, and Rubalyn must have erased your memory and made you rape me..." I say softly.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 4:10:45 GMT
Draven jumped a little when she pounded the bleachers. "So we didn't do anything on purpose?" He asked her, praying that that was what that meant, "Err... Whose Rubalyn?" He asked her afterward.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 4:12:17 GMT
"No, we didn't, but I'm not sure about that kiss though." I say knowing it didn't matter now. "Rubalyn is better known as the Dark Ruby. She was a serial killer in the past." I say to him.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 4:14:53 GMT
Draven nodded his head 'Thank goodness...' He thought to himself. "Okay, but does she have to do with all of this? Was it her who put that curse on you?"
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 4:19:53 GMT
"No, my father did. Rubalyn is who I become in the curse. The real me has no control and never remembers a thing when she's in control." I say looking out to the fields. "So, you don't have to feel horrible about the tree thing okay?"
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 4:23:14 GMT
"Ohh... So she must have erased my memory before she let you back in your body..." Draven assumed. He bit his lip again at her last words, slowly nodding his head. Obviously he still felt bad, well, horrible was a better way of putting it. Nothing was going to change that at the moment, "Yeah... I'm uh, sorry about those things I called you. Especially if we're friends and all..."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 4:25:07 GMT
I shake my head. "I've had worse you're forgiven." I say standing up and walking over to him, but still watching the game.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 4:28:56 GMT
Draven was glad he knew what had happened to him, but that still didn't change the fact that he still barely knew anything. "Thanks." He nodded to her, glancing out at the game for a moment.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Dec 31, 2007 4:30:25 GMT
"So, feel free to ask questions..." I say looking up at him with a smile.
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Post by Draven Slayter on Dec 31, 2007 4:37:00 GMT
Drave smiled back weakly, nodding his head, "Well, I know it's not really something you can answer. But you said Kyra was my almost girlfriend, right? Well she had told me that we were just friends... Why do you think that is?"
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