lupout:

levivi:

Oh really? 

Yes really.

Well, then what is it that you’re doing?

lupout:

levivi:

lupout:

How boring.

You don’t look like you’re doin’ anything either.

Oh, but I am.

Oh really? 

lupout:

levivi:

lupout:

Sup.

-shrugs- Nothing, I s’pose.

How boring.

You don’t look like you’re doin’ anything either.

lupout:

Sup.

-shrugs- Nothing, I s’pose.

lupout:

-is in Diagon Alley, going to pick up his dress robes for the fast approaching trial; he’s got on a hat and a coat with the hood pulled up, hoping to avoid any reporters or something, but therefore can’t really see where he’s going-

hallie-vallie:

levivi:

-twists her hair around his fingers, allowing the hand not preoccupied with it to inch its way up her shirt-

[dips her hands under his shirt, as well, though her hands rest just on his hips, fingers lingering at the hem of his pants, and she kisses back up his neck until her lips meet his.]

-scratches gently from her hip over to the small of her back, tiptoeing the tips of his fingers up the bumps of her spine and leaning into the kiss, deepening it hastily-