CAUSE I WANT IT BAD ; NOAH

[marley g. harper]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i701.photobucket.com/albums/ww12/Soifon1/backgroundev8.png);width:420px; height:auto; padding-left:20px; padding-top:10px; padding-bottom:10px;] Your eyes like a shot of whiskey warms me up like a summer night. can you tell that I need you with me. let me drink you down tonight. No I don't just want any pretty face Wanna wake up next to yours each day ----------------------------- tag: noah , word count: 669 , lyric credit: the cab , notes: i hope this is okay? noah's on the quidditch team? marley sat on the stands of the quidditch pitch feeling the autumn weather coming in. she ran her hand through the waves in her hair. marley's eyes were directed to the quidditch game that was happening in front of her. it had been a game for fun featuring the slytherins and hufflepuffs. while the competition had thickened when it came to quidditch at university, the students could still have fun. marley never did really get into the game much but she didn't mind cheering on her team. she wasn't meant for quidditch. she was more of a dance girl. marley had grown up in ballet and figure skating. both had competition but not at the level that quidditch was at. she pulled the sleeves of her lavender cardigan closer to her wrist and watched with other students around. it was a small group but none of marley's inner circle. she knew she would have to open her group a little. she wasn't the same as she had been. marley was only in her sophomore year though. being a freshmen at university meant that you didn't talk to anyone but the freshmen. sophomore year was much easier. it was a comfortable place to be in. there wasn't the pressure of senior year but you were well adjusted to what school brought. marley propped her chin onto the palm of her hand. she hadn't had much to do today and she had heard of this game going on that she thought it wouldn't hurt to check it out. she had finished all the homework and readings given to her that she didn't have anything that she was required to do. checking on her friends, they were all in the library studying. marley didn't want to bother them and so she went on by herself. she was used to having people around her but marley was nineteen now. two years of being independent and she still wasn't used to it?! something was wrong here and she knew that she would have to learn better than that. she saw that the game was coming to a stop and other students leaving. marley stayed for a couple more minutes seeing the quidditch team members go into their change rooms. marley sighed realizing that she would have no where else to go. she could always go hang out in her dorm...but marley didn't want to be by herself. she had been by herself long enough that she didn't want to continue. she got up from her seat going down the stairs to where the grass was. she stepped onto the green grass. marley looked up to where the hoops was. she hadn't flown a broom in so long that she couldn't imagine being that high. she just liked to sit in the stands where it would be safe. marley hadn't even attempted at hogwarts to try out for the quidditch team. she had been a weird shaped girl and a weakling. she was just awkward and all the members of the quidditch team had been on the higher end of the social ladder. marley was on the bottom. she was probably in the dirt when it came to that ladder. marley thought that she might as well get going. what was the point of her standing here? there was none really. marley's head turned hearing the chatter of the quidditch teams coming out. marley walked back up to the stands (she didn't want to be asked why she had been standing on the field). she saw the group of slytherins first and then the hufflepuffs coming out from the other side. she recognized the students from the slytherin team, as for the hufflepuff team, marley wasn't too sure. the only one she recognized was noah bannon who was in her year but marley had never spoken to. she hadn't heard too good about him from others, it wasn't as if marley was going to talk to him. he was known for only speaking to pretty girls.

[noah l. bannon]

Perhaps he should be keeping his eyes on the Quaffle. It was his first game of the season, after all, and it was rather important for morale. Losing against Slytherin would re-enforce Hufflepuffs’ feeling of inferiority to the other house. He loved Quidditch, and he was good at it too, captain for two years at Hogwarts, but the game had already dragged on for quite a bit. Urging the Seekers in his mind to hurry up and get the job done, he realized that the copious amounts of alcohol last night were probably not such a good idea. It was a ritual to go partying before a game, but considering it, it was pretty dumb, because he had a pounding headache and his eyes felt like they were bleeding. Shaking his hair slightly out of his eyes, he gazed over the stands, while half-heartedly pursuing the red ball. There had been a decent turnout, apparently there was nothing else to do on a weekend in October. Flying a bit lower as an excuse to try to get a closer look - what was the point of being on display if you didn’t know who was watching? - he noticed a pretty girl sitting on her own that looked very familiar. Had they fucked once? Noah racked his brains, but couldn’t remember. It was odd, though, that a girl as stunning as she was, was sitting alone, and not with a gaggle of friends.

The referee blew the whistle, signifying the end of the match, and Noah slowly descended to the ground. Touching his feet to the grass, he dismounted, and walked over to the Slytherins to exchange handshakes. It had apparently been a decent game, if very boring. He wondered if the girl in the stands had gotten a thrill from it. He doubted it. She didn’t really look like a die-hard Quidditch fan, rather delicate, actually. She was probably some player’s trophy girlfriend, with those looks - and those legs. She certainly seemed to be waiting for something, he noted, as he stepped into the changing room, shucking off his Quidditch robes down to a heather gray v-neck t-shirt and distressed jeans. Coming out the other side, he noticed that she was still there, watching the players filter out of their respective changing rooms. And then he recognized her. She was Marley Harper, one of a rather large family. She was beautiful, it wasn’t disputed, but she had famously low self-esteem. Just how Noah liked them. They were more willing to get with him if they weren’t confident in their abilities to get what they considered “good guys.”

He remembered vaguely his years at Hogwarts, and tried to see if he could pick out Marley. She was in his year, but in Slytherin. However, she wasn’t much to look at back then. That would explain her reluctance to socialize. It was a universal truth that pretty people are better liked, especially for girls. Guys could get away with being funny, or rich. But if you were a girl, and if you were as hot as Marley was, people were basically falling at your feet. If you were confidant, of course. No one was willing to take a second look at you if you weren’t flaunting your stuff. No one besides Noah. The way he looked at it, he had enough status for the both of them, especially since this was definitely just going to be a one-off. He strode over to her with his usual self-satisfied smirk, and tilted his head as if he was examining her. “Did you enjoy the game?

[/color]” he drawled, so close to her that his arm brushed against the fabric of her cardigan. “I guess you’re waiting for someone,[/color]” he continued, looking her up and down in a way that would probably make her extremely uncomfortable, unused to male attention as she was.
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TAG marley harper
WORDS 658
MUSIC ...nothing
NOTES it’s perfect! this is gonna be fun c:
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