<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/Corey_Gryff_2.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14005990#msg14005990)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Gryffindor pajamas and a robe<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>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Late evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gryffindor Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Fire and thoughts<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Grace<br/><hr/>Was it possible to curse oneself?  If so, in that very moment Corey would have been scrambling for his wand, pointing it at his own chest, and firing away.  He’d had his moment, he’d gone so far as to finally say what had been on his mind for over a year now, but like every other time he had gotten close to telling Grace that he wanted her to be more than just his friend, he cracked under the pressure.  That stupid laugh of his, a response to the unbearable tension of the silence between them, had given Grace the out she needed.<br/><br/>As Grace giggled, Corey’s own forced laughter died a horrible death, smothered completely as each titter that Grace made was like a dagger in his already wounded heart.  To make matters so much worse, the relief in her tone, so very glad that he hadn’t been serious, made Corey want to get up and flee the common room as fast as possible.   For a second, Corey shifted, prepared to do just that, but of course he wouldn’t.  Looking over at Grace, a completely irrational anger over took Corey, why couldn’t she just GET IT?!, before dying away at the bright look in her luminous eyes.<br/><br/>It wasn’t Grace’s fault he couldn’t just man up and admit that he had feelings for her.  He told himself that it was because he was afraid of losing their friendship, but deep down inside he knew that it was cowardice too.  When on earth had Corey become so afraid?  That wasn’t like him at all, was it?  Finally, Corey’s face screwed up into something between a grimace and a smile.<br/><br/>“Oh yeah?  And what if I HAD been serious?”  He asked his words a little strangled with his heart in his throat.<br/>