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the beautiful derek d. dobbs ([info]bigd) wrote in [info]valesco_history,
There was no concealing that ear-to-ear grin. Derek didn't even bother trying. Instead, he kissed her quite soundly and let out as loud a laugh as he dared whilst he dragged her off to the portrait. Oh, this girl and the things she did to him.

Once they reached the still-life painting, he let go of Giada and stepped forward, clearing his throat. "Derek Dobbs, seventh year Hufflepuff," he said very importantly, his chest puffing out just a bit. "Oh, and I've got a girl."

Dead silence. Derek could feel the still-life casting judgment upon him. He hastened to backtrack.

"Er, I mean, I've got my girlfriend! Here. With me. It's—our one month anniversary." He glanced nervously at Giada for just a moment, having the first glimmer of uncertainty that it might not be quite as easy to sneak her in as he'd thought, no matter how much it had been discussed before.

The painting still did not open for admittance.

"And—erm, since it is our anniversary, I hoped I could show her the common rooms. And the surprise, that's inside."

More silence, but Derek thought it was much more considering than it had been just moments before.

"I did clear it with Vinny, you know," he hissed in a meaningful tone. "And she's a Ravenclaw."

To his immense relief, it swung aside to reveal the common room's entrance. Taking firm hold of her hand again, Derek made his way into the room and slanted her a cheeky grin from the side as he grandly stepped forward and presented the empty room to her. "See?" he said, not a little smug. "Promised I'd get you in, didn't I?"

Even if it had been touch and go, for a moment.

But then he turned on her with a predatory gleam in his eye and a mocking but still very wicked smirk as he advanced a step towards her. "Now the ravishing can begin."


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