<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Fir | Dragon | 12 inches<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Ravenclaw | First<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Black Lake Bonfire<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Who doesn't like a bonfire?<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Orion<br/><hr/><br/>He’d almost swallowed his gum in the haste of taking another sip of the lime beverage while Orion approached and settled down onto a spot beside him. Thankfully, he was spared any humiliation by choking, and instead followed Orion’s example, muttering the vanishing spell whilst flicking the gum away. Rather than land on the ground and create a sticky, tangled web of stickiness, it was flung into a void that no one could see.<br/><br/>“Such a convenient spell, that one.” Finley remarked to Orion after setting his juice down to speak with his hands. His fellow Ravenclaw was enjoying the view, seeming to soak it all in for as much as it was worth. After flashing a boyish grin at his suit clad dorm mate, Finley’s thoughts floated back to the previous sentiment that he didn’t have time to ponder; how to approach Orion in a non platonic way.<br/><br/>The last thing he wanted to do was ruin what they already had, which he very much enjoyed. Yet another part of him couldn’t help wanting more. Of which, he knew he’d enjoy on an entirely different level.<br/><br/>Finley turned to steal a glimpse at Orion, only to discover that Orion had already been stealing a glance at him. A chuckle erupted from him - perhaps a bit of a nervous chuckle, at that - the smile working over his features until his entire face lit up a degree. Why was he feeling so out of his element all of the sudden?<br/><br/>As if on cue, Orion then signed something that practically blindsighted him. He was almost at a loss for words (as well as signs). “Er,” he started, before gesturing to himself and wearing a face of disbelief. “Who, me? Oh, stop.” He joked, the laughter that flowed from him afterward making that palpable.<br/><br/>After a shake of his head, Finley took another long sip of his drink, then leaned to the side, supported by one hand against the blanket. Except that his thumb had brushed against Orion’s in the process. Unlike before, where he had backed away from the physical contact for fear of making Orion uncomfortable or worse, this time, he glanced down purposefully at their touching thumbs and then drew his gaze up to meet with Orion’s.<br/><br/>He pointed to Orion, pressing a finger of his free hand gently against one of the lapels. “You…” Then he carried on signing the rest of it. “Are the only person I really wanted to see tonight.” Well, he hadn't planned on being quite that revealing, but sometimes it was best to just take a risk and see where you land, wasn't it?