<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/547175522283552769/551121358290157573/file_171569_0_Elizabeth-Olsen-ASOS.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Juliette Belanger (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14661968#msg14661968)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 ¾ | Beech | Unicorn<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture with these jeans/shoes (https://s7d9.scene7.com/is/image/LuckyBrandJeans/7W13943_450_1?$productMainDesktop$)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Early Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Black Lake<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Are the rumors true?<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Said The Sky - Show and Tell (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dvtj4fzSkiw)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Michael | Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>It was a good thing that they had material items in the physical world around them to focus on. Otherwise, Juliette and Michael may have gotten stuck in a fantasy world all their own, for an inordinate amount of time. Before they knew it, the sky might have fallen to dusk and their only reminder of time continuing on rather than staying still, would be the darkness as it swallowed them whole.<br/><br/>Juliette took a chance as they reached the tree which held both of their effects. She figured that honesty was the best policy, specifically when trying to determine if a connection with another certain someone was meant to be, or not. Still, with the way that their happenstance meeting had transpired, she couldn’t help feeling as if it were destined of the fates. This man struck her as much more than another Hogwarts student.<br/><br/>Even though there was a small chance that confessing her distaste for parties - such as the one being held that evening - could have acted against her, Juliette opted for the truth, anyway. As she confessed that she preferred quiet evenings, Michael’s grin stretched and widened. Despite not knowing what it was he had been smiling about, Juliette couldn’t help returning such a smile. His were infectious to a point that Juliette couldn’t ignore.<br/><br/>Michael reached for his shirt and went to tug it on, leaving Juliette to stare one final time at his well defined torso, bidding his musculature a farewell that she, thankfully, kept in her head. When he admitted to much the same, Juliette’s smile lengthened even further, the apples of her cheeks seemingly glowing, or perhaps that was just how the sun played off her skin. He went on to mention that he only drank occasionally, and not with the purpose of getting drunk.<br/><br/>“That sounds lovely,” she remarked, just before he agreed that wine with dinner was also ideal. Michael’s flush became more pronounced when he started to say something, piquing Juliette’s interest and making her sink her teeth against her lower lip in anticipation. He mentioned, after collecting a bit of strength, that he’d rather spend the evening with her, whilst meeting her gaze intently. Juliette released her lower lip to allow her lips to thin into a bright smile.<br/><br/>She nodded, her long, golden locks, flicking a bit as she did. “I would love that.” Maybe she answered too quickly or earnestly according to some peers, but Juliette was not interested in playing games with men. When it came to matters of the heart, she was entirely sincere and was always wearing her heart on her sleeve.<br/><br/>“Shall we meet somewhere, then?” She questioned, hoping she wouldn’t get lost along the way. “Where would you care to spend the evening?” She questioned, her heart skipping in her chest.