Did you know?

The Language of the Flowers was a popular method to express feelings where words might be improper, but did you know other means of doing so? Some ladies used their parasols, as well as their fans, gloves, and hankies to flirt with a gentleman (or alternatively, tell them to shove it!). — Bree

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Ester Montgomery for Thomas Montgomery. The one that got away (with the pornographer...)
This boy, then. He wasn't new. Wasn't one of the worst people in the common room, those rotten rich boys - like Mr. Jailkeeper - who could not fathom a world beyond their own farts. Was a good working class lad, so he'd heard. Had a bit of a weird looking face, and a bit of a weird thing for preaching. Still.

Aubrey Davis in The Under-Sofa

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She Looks So Perfect
November 9th, 1888 - Ravenclaw Common Room
They say we're too young now to amount to anything else
But look around
We worked too damn hard for this just to give it up now
If you don't swim, you'll drown
Harrison was now, quite decidedly, desperate. Cal had been hinting to him since the beginning of the term that he was closing in on his first girlfriend. Or first kiss, rather. And that just wasn't okay. Harry had to be first. It was a constant battle between the two of them. Who would do something first. So far, Harry was the obvious leader in that regard. And, quite frankly, he wasn't about to let that title slip. Not if he had any say to it. But there was an issue.

Harry didn't really have a girl he had any particular interest in. And as surprising as it was, they weren't really falling all over themselves to get to him either. It was really quite shocking. He wasn't the typical form of handsome, he knew, but he was unique and that always seemed to be something exciting for others. But for whatever reason, they had yet to flock to him the way he figured they should or would. He supposed he'd just have to make a move, pick a mark, and woo her in only the way he could. He was really charming, he knew that, and he had a good way of making the girls laugh so why not? Time was of the essence though so hit mark needed to be an easy one.

With classes finished for the day and the weekend to look forward to, Harry meandered down into the common room from the boys's forms to see just who could be the ideal target. It didn't take him long for his gaze to fall on Miss Talbot. She was a pretty enough girl, striking even with those blue eyes and dark hair. She was also, luckily, a bit awkward and even a bit aloof. She should be an easy enough one to persuade into a kiss or two, surely.

Smiling a broad sort of grin, he sauntered across the room to where she sat with a book in her hands and nose firmly in it. As per usual. Luckily for him, she was sitting on a couch that had room for more than one. He went ahead and sat down next to her, perhaps a bit too close than was necessary but he didn't think twice about it as he draped his arms along the back of the couch, one going behind her head in the process. "Good book?" he asked, regarding her with a raised brow and that broad smile. He had this in the bag.

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