Recent content by Caroline Beckett

Caroline smirked at her boyfriend's words as he leaned in to kiss her. Friendly competition was never a bad thing in her book. "That seems very unlikely." she said, grinning. She was actually excited that he would be moving in with her and that they would be together on a more consistent basis...

Caroline grinned as Miles put his arms around her waist and agreed to give it all up to move in with her. The blonde had not been expecting this when she woke up that morning, but she was very pleased with their agreement. She saw a future with Miles and was excited to see where this new step...

Caroline waited impatiently for Miles' reaction to what she just told him. It was a big step for her, and a big step for their relationship, but she thought they needed to get this sorted out before making the leap to move in together. She didn't want him to move in, only to find out in six...

"I need a minute." Caroline said, suddenly standing up. She paced back and forth behind the sofa Miles was sitting on as she considered his offer. She certainly saw where he was coming from because he had always been up front and honest with her about what he wanted from the moment she met him...

"Of course, I would tell you. I love it. It's nice to have someone so supportive." Caroline told him honestly. Being a Quidditch player did not make her the easiest girlfriend. Her schedule was all over the place, and she was constantly traveling. Luckily, there was the off season when she could...

It was hard to believe that something so casual and meaningless as speed dating had turned in to something so wonderful for Caroline. Miles was a wonderful, supportive boyfriend that she loved spending as much time with as their busy schedules would allow. Caroline put her legs over Miles...

Caroline laughed at the question Miles asked her. "There is quite a lot you don't know about me, Miles." she said, playfully with a sidelong glance at her companion. "But I don't mind answering questions, but you have to answer them too." she said with a grin. "What would you like to know?"...

Caroline had waved to Ezra on her way out the door. He had raised an eyebrow at her, and she knew he would be sending her an owl tomorrow. She hoped she had something interesting to say to him when he asked. Caroline slipped her arm through Miles' as she walked down the cobblestone paths. It was...

Date

[size=50]"Thank you. I'm Caroline." the blonde girl said with a friendly smile back at the man. Caroline pulled the chair out and sat down at the table while he tried to clear a space for her. He moved the papers out of her way, obstructing her view of them. Really, Caroline shouldn't be so...

[size=50]It was scorching hot outside in Brazil this time of year, and Caroline loved it. She enjoyed the sunshine and smell of salt in the air. She had played in a match nearby yesterday, but they had an off week this coming week, and she had decided to stick around for a few days as a mini...

Caroline Beckett entered the pitch for her final year of Quidditch tryouts. She couldn't believe that she was already in her seventh year. Time had gone by too quickly. The blonde smiled at the familiar faces as she sat down in the grass to watch.

Caroline was pleased to be back at school once more. Her summer had been relatively uneventful, just more boring parties with her parents friends. She spent most of her time practicing Quidditch as she thought that was what she wanted to do after graduation. She knew she needed to be really good...

Caroline walked down to the pitch on the day of tryouts to see what fresh blood they might have on the team. As a member of the previous year's team, her spot was secure. The Gryffindor girl saw several people gathered around, both familiar and not familiar. "Hey guys!" she greeted cheerfully...

Tybalt's response was friendly when he answered Caroline's questions, not that she had expected anything different from him. He had always been pleasant to her, and he seemed to appreciate the company on the pitch. Caroline grinned as echoed her sentiments about the studying overload. Her brain...