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*When he finishes he turns and waves at Ginny.*  hey Ginny.  We are just hanging out and you?  *he asks as he pays for his goods, then turns and smiles at alvender, watching her.*

*Smiles*

Of course I wil need some more fireworks and some bimbs...He rants the list of his dwindled supply.  Picking up what he needs as he goes along*

They reach the Great hall, and once again, Damion chooses to st with her insteead of his house, having to make room for himself to sit with her.  he smiles at the other Griffindors.*

*Damion's anger at Lavender's abduction puts him over the edge, with a growl and a painful, hungry groan, he now stands, his full vampire form looming over all.  He looks around, his silvery-black eyes now seeing everything there is to see.  His senses heightened, he looks at Harry then to Pig, his lips curls in a snarl, showing his sharp fangs, but he doesn't attack, he still controls himself somewhat, then, before any can even blink, he's gone.

Please continue

*Holds her hand in his, looking down at the two of them then back forward as they walk to Hogsmead.  Once in Hogsmead, he walks to the joke shop first, opens the door and motions for her to enter.*

offers only a smiles then follow sher out.

*Damion's hand curls into the ground, dragging clear claw-like marks through the rock and dirt, a low growl escapes his throat, but he still does not move, still holds himself barely in check.*

Oh, about 8.  Does it really matter?

*he winks at her.*

After you my love.

*Nods, then stands, ruffs the little boys hair, winking at him again then smiles at lavender.*

always ready for time spent with you.

*Damion puts his finger to his lips, motioning the boy to be quiet about it and the boy smiles, thinking he now has a sectret that no one else knows.  he grins at Damion then returns to his own breakfast.*

*Kisses her back gently, holding her face n his hands then breaks out of the kiss and smiles at her.*

You really have no idea...
*He laughs, a silver glint sparks momentarily in his eyes then he runs his hand down her soft cheek, to her neck where his hands moves softly to the little dip, where her neck ends, he smiles the removes his hand and stands up*

So, you ready to go to breakfast then?

Oh yes, please go on Kiara.

*Sigh*  Yes, one more year of High school left for me as wll, I think that I have the Football couch as my weight trainer this year.  *Cringed*  He's tough, but alas, at the very least, he is funny so i guess it won't be too bad.

*Smiles again, waving his hand over his glass then lifting it up to his mouth and drinks deeply, smiling as he sets it down on the table, it still steams a bit win the chill of the morning.  The First year looks inquiringly at the cup then gasps as he noticed the blood still clinging to the side of the cup.  Damion looks a the young boy and winks.*