<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Bill1_zps473d7edd.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>William Weasley<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Study Room<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Gryffindor<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>7th Year / Head Boy<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>September 2 1988 around noon<br/><strong>What ::</strong>flirting shamelessly<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Clarissa Open<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The stuttering was adorable, Bill had to admit, it was a good change from girls throwing themselves at him. He knew he would like little Clarissa. "Pity." Bill said catching she hadn't seen anyone and Kadi had gone. The deep shade of crimson however spreading over Clarissa's face had him smirking as he leaned closer. He was facing her in his chair, one hand sliding across the back of her chair to grab the shoulder furthest from her his hands brushing the white linen covering her arm. He was at her ear again, his fingers grabbing her quill and twirling it for her to take it from him, it was her favorite one after all, at least he figured.<br/><br/>"Then Rissa, is there any way I can help you<em>study</em>?" he whispered once more his lips brushing her ear, the last word hung there and it was obvious that he didn't want to study with her, but he was being nice about it.