she laughs at the complete ELATION that rattles his face; his expression & smile far to genuine to NOT reciprocate. So she does just that. She smiles at him with every bit of sincerity as she can, despite the fact that he is the reason why she cannot reread the book tonight.
She is, after all, notorious in their house for taking C O P I O U S notes; therefore even POTIONS should not be too hard to study, given everything.
“Would it really?”
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Fingers are already deftly flipping through the pages, doe brown eyes skimming over neatly printed words, but her remark registers through the book-induced haze and prompts him to raise an eyebrow.
'Don’t you think it would be? Besides, we are in a public place. And you know how some people can be about spreading яυмσяѕ.’
Initially, the words he was going to say had been teasing, but he has always been a firm believer of the saying—— ’тнιηк вєƒσяє уσυ ѕρєαк,’ and, as a result, changed his mind at the last minute. It won’t reflect well on his character to tease someone who has just shown him g e n e r o s i t y, will it?
scratching her ear gently for a moment, she takes on a contemplative expression, eyes alternating from the BOOK she holds in her hands, to the BOY who is currently expressing the need to borrow the book. A PEDANT though she is, she is a far cry from the selfish information-hoarder the other houses labeled the Ravenclaws to be. A decidedly resigned smile resting upon her lips, she holds out the book.
”You owe me, Weasley —— I planned on rereading that for the Potions test tomorrow, though I suppose I could survive with a few of my notes.”
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He hesitates for only a split second before his hand darts out to receive the coveted tome. It’s all he can do to not do an embarrassing victory dance.
As his hands turn the book from front to back, lips stretch into a genuine smile, one that makes the corners of his eyes crinkle, eyes themselves almost closing; a raw expression of ѕιηcєяιту rarely revealed in the face of those whom he doesn’t consider a close friend.
'I could h u g you right now, but that would be awkward.’
And thus comes her first mistake; being one of those referred to, one should know better than to withhold information from a RAVENCLAW. It tends to fuel their lust, so to speak. A vague answer at the very least will probably atone; prevent any more damage from being done.
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'Elsa, I’m sure it won’t hurt you to be more specific than that.’
Clearly, she isn’t going to fall for the puppy eyes trick; the only clear path is ραтιєηcє, but can he go down that road? The test waiting for him tomorrow is very important, and he needs that book to increase his confidence. P A R A N O I D—— a word that some undoubtedly use to describe him at times like these, but Louis Weasley settles for nothing less than αcα∂ємιc єxcєℓℓєηcє.
“patience, Weasley. At least until after I reach the end.”
—— she’s already on the 528th page, after all, and the books is 529 pages, but he needn’t know that.
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‘Well, what page are you in?’
——to which the answer will be used make some calculations that will result to a rough estimate of when he will hound her next to collect the envied tome.
