<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/Corey_Gryff_5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14005990#msg14005990)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Saturday Casual (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/filmguide/images/c/cc/TomHolland.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/250?cb=20171108061449)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Half-Blood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Thunderbird Feather, 10 inches<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor - Second<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday, 2 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Midmorning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Abandoned Sexy Classroom<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Nervous<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Grace<br/><hr/><em>You are blowing it!</em><br/><br/>Corey’s mind was reeling, and standing there simply staring at Grace like an idiot, he could feel the situation spiralling rapidly out of his control.<em>Say something you moron…</em>He berated himself, to no avail, as Grace quite clearly spoke about DOING IT, after he had tried to be gentlemanly and offer her a way out.  Ok, sure, maybe this was not the way he envisioned them being together, or even getting together, but was he really going to clam up like this, standing there like a statue of male virginity until Grace got super uncomfortable and left?  Left and took any chance he ever had with her!<br/><br/>No, he couldn’t!  He’d never forgive himself. Watching as Grace turned to cast the Charm that turned the room from most definitely questionable in the health department to sparkling (she really was amazing at magic, and boy was she wearing those pants) Corey openly gawked as she turned back to him, hands on slim hips and looking to him like a girl on her very last nerve with waiting.<br/><br/>For a moment, the entire world seemed to slow to a crawl.  The room, indeed the entire castle, fell silent in Corey’s mind.  The weak sun beams coming in through the windows with their little dust particles drifting, the still popping and disappearing soap bubbles, the way that Grace’s platinum hair seemed to sway against her shoulders, all of it moved at one tenth speed as Corey’s racing mind finally came to the second most momentous decision of his life (seeing as this was his second time doing this)<br/><br/>Without a word, indeed without much warning at all considering he had been standing there doing nothing, Corey moved forward in a flash, taking Grace’s face in his hands and kissing her for all he was worth.  Perhaps a bit too excited, perhaps, Corey moved a little harder than he should have, pinned Grace between him and the now sparkling table as he gave her what he hoped was the snog of her life.<br/>