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Appalled that he kept using the L-word and was still refusing to let her go, Ruby growled at him. Like a dog, yes. She was THAT angry. Oh Merlin. She tried to wack him with the hand that wasn't squished by his side but it didn't reach all the way since his arm was gripping it, too. Grumbling under her breath, she stood still for a moment.
Diagon Alley?! Buuut...it couldn't be. Ruby peered at the picture and sure enough, she recognized the robes she had been wearing that day, and even thought she could see a hint of ink splattered on them. Her eyes were wide and there was no denying that she was indeed in that photo, cuddling up next to the Goofball, totally enjoying the moment. She was so horrified that she just blinked at the picture for a whole 30 seconds.
Surely Brae must have fed her some love potion--oh that SICK MONKEY! When she got her hands on him, oh it was over.
Ruby turned to him again, her jaw set. But she realized that she wasn't getting out of his grip anytime soon because he was too strong. She hated admitting it but it was true. But that was okay--Ruby knew what game he was playing and she was just as good it as he was.
Taking a moment to gather her courage, Ruby grinned at him, all malice gone. "Ohhh, silly me!" She said, noting the picture. "How could I possibly forget that lovely day, my prince!" She said airily, but as she said the word prince, she stepped hard on Brae's foot. HA.
She grinned evilly again and then squished in some more. "Now, let me see that picture up close," She said, trying to reach for it but Brae's arm was in the way.
Braeden had the most smug of looks on his face (which was looking a little funny with his nose all black-and-purple and covered in a band-aid) as Ruby merely stared at the photograph with pure shock, horror, and disgust on her features. Oh, how lovely it was to see her angry. So lovely, indeed. Especially when he was
actually giving her a reason to feel that upset. Life was goooood right about now.
And then the girl turned to him with a grin.
Kind of like the ones she'd given him at Diagon Alley while she'd been under the influence of the street salesman's magic perfume (which Brae still hadn't figured out to be the source of all that craziness back then). Uh… well… that was… weird. Wasn't she pretty much breathing fire two seconds ago?! Blinking in confusion, Braeden stared at the girl, one of his dark eyebrows raised questioningly.
Aaaand then she was playing along with his plan!
WHAT?! No! No, no, no, that's not how it was supposed to-- "
OW!!!!!" The boy winced as Ruby crushed every single bone in his foot. Just when he thought the pain was at its worst and highest point, the girl squished into his foot some more, getting the boy to yelp in pain.
Oh no! She was asking for the picture! "I know what you're up to, Blair," muttered the teary-eyed boy through narrowed eyes, trying his best not to burst into tears of pain any second. Obviously, Ruby only wanted the picture to tear it apart into a million pieces, but there was no way Brae was going to allow that. Sure, there were dozens of copies on the bulletin board, but who's to say she won't set fire to the whole common room just to get rid of them? He had to protect the only copy he had on him.
He had to get her out of here before she left him invalid and burned down the whole common room. "C'mon, we should get going now, sweetie. We have that date at, uh… the… by the lake, remember?" he said, trying his best to sound calm and cheery (even though inside he was crying a thousand rivers). Limping, the boy began to drag Ruby toward the portrait hole with him.