Somehow I'll Make A Man Out Of You [Quen]

[Rose Weasley]

boy, you're dangerous , yeah you're that guy,
that type , that i'd be stupid to trust.
BUT JUST ONE NIGHT, COULD IT BE SO WRONG?
( YOU MAKE ME WANNA LOSE CONTROL )

( IM GONNA MAKE YOU LOSE CONTROL )
CAUSE JUST ONE NIGHT, COULDN'T BE SO WRONG.
, take a bite, let me shake up your world.
i know your type, you're daddys' lil girl,

Rose Weasley happened to be in the Potions classroom after all the classes were done. She had brough in a muggle item commonly know as a cd player. She had slipped in a mix cd and turned it up loud not thinking that anyone would hear it and come to see what was going on. How wrong she was. She had hit the play button on the player to play the song Broken by a muggle band called Seether. She turned it up as loud as it could go. Immediately she felt tears well in her eyes and felt them start pouring down her face. She knew it was wrong to have a crush on a student, but she couldn't help herself. She found herself thinking about them constantly.

Rose grabbed a stack of papers to grade and sat at the desk with a bottle of ink and a quill. She dipped it in the ink and began grading the papers. She realized they were all very good and when she reached the one by the student she had a crush on she gave it the highest grade anyone could ever receive. her tears clouded her vision at that moment and She stood up from that desk and began crying even more. She found a photograph of the particular student and cried even harder.

Rose heard a noise as if someone walked into the room. Her head snapped up clearing her vision momentarily. She saw the student and the tears were cascading down her cheeks now and she ran forward crashing into his chest crying harder. She couldn't help it. It was impossible not to like the boy considering how handsome he was. Her hands wrapped around her stomach as she cried harder. She hoped he wouldn't think of her as a crybaby and would inquire as to the reason behind her tears.

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now i know my abc's , three hundred and thirteen
tag - you're it dollface , Quentin
every picasso has his muse , what you were doing that generated this awesome post, most likely the song you listened to. =]
play it again sam , lyrics used were the one and only cobra starships' ft. leighton meester, called good girls gone bad.
the credits are rolling , abbie.doll; will.<3sam of caution 2.0 <3 made this mind blowing template. please, please don't make her get the ninja bunnies after you! which meanssss, no credit removing. it makes her all warm and fuzzy inside. =)

[Quentin Reuben Flack]

Usually Quen made a point of steering clear of classrooms when it wasn’t actually time for a lesson, Ravenclaws got enough teasing about being nerds without being seen hanging around looking studious when no actual classes were taking place. Kale wasn’t really the type to spend any length of time in a place of learning anyway (in fact Quen was fairly sure the Slytherin was allergic to the library) and the two were rarely far apart. Besides it was far easier to attain an air of nonchalance about his intelligence if he pretended he didn’t spend that much time actually working. But in his hurry to follow Kale earlier, so that they could continue their favourite pastime of wolf-whistling at girls to see which ones blushed, he’d left his Potions text behind.

The dungeons were fairly deserted and he didn’t bump into anybody on his way back to the potions classroom so he was a little surprised to hear the slightly tinny sound of music coming from down the corridor. Quen only felt his curiosity pique as he realised the sound was coming the room he was heading for. Who could it be? It sounded muggle and the distortion to the sound that couldn’t be entirely attributed to echo from the stone walls confirmed that it likely wasn’t being played over the Wizarding Wireless Network. Never one to leave a puzzle unsolved he forgot to knock before he entered the classroom, just wandering in as his eyes searched the room for the source of the sound.

Quen didn’t really have time to take in the CD player or wonder how it was working when magic usually interfered with all electronic equipment in the castle, because somebody was barrelling into him, knocking him back a good few paces before he regained his balance. He wasn’t used to dealing with crying girls, especially not ones coming to him for comfort (if anything they were usually running away in tears because he and Kale had got a little carried away with their teasing) and the awkwardness of the situation was only intensified as he realised it was the teaching assistant Rose Weasley sniffling into his shoulder. ”Uhh,” Quen lifted a hand and patted her tentatively on the back. ”There, there. Don’t cry.” He offered, tone almost pleading as he realised he was getting more and more out of his depth.

[Rose Weasley]

Rose felt a hand pat her tentatively on the back comforting her. She pulled away and looked upwards because of her height. S-s-sorry.[/color] She walked backwards away from the male not wanting to tell him the reason for her tears just yet. She had noticed him and he was now on her mind constantly day and night. Even during the Potions class when she was teaching, she still couldn't shake her mind from him. She wasn't thinking right in this state.

She looked at him begging him to help her basically. She wasn't sure if he could find the answer. She brought a hand up and brushed her tears out of her face. Quentin. I don't know if I should tell you what is on my mind. I don't want to freak you out or have you think I'm strange for telling you what I want to tell you. It- It's just that it seems that you're... oh nevermind.[/color] She found one of the student tables and sat up on it smiling heartbrokenly at him.

Now she was lost for words. She pulled out her wand and flicked the music to play over the Wizarding Wireless Network. She smiled as it would now play constantly. SHe smiled a broken smile at Quentin Flack. Knowing how sweet he was in class, she knew he'd be able to break through her barrier and she would tell him then and only then if he could break the barrier around her heart.