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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Amelia "Mia" Adair
Slytherin Sixth Year
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Leigh Upstead
Hufflepuff Fifth Year  x11
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Text Cut: The most wonderful girl at Hogwarts Quote:
Originally Posted by Yourenodaisy  As Max began moving beside her, Em watched him curiously. She smiled up at him as his arms were around her for just a moment while he wrapped the blanket around her, the warm, toasty Max blanket. “Thank you,” she said, snuggling into it, and letting the soft warm fabric rub against her face. Seeing him moving about in the teal jumper, she couldn’t help but think of how he had looked earlier in his damp shirt and snow pants. How incredibly attractive he had been standing there looking at her. She blushed a little at her thoughts.
As he sat down next to her again, she leaned against him a bit, and listened as he began to talk. She’d probably be at New Bern again, but she was pretty sure that wasn’t what he meant. She gave him a small smile. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. About how lucky we were to run into each other on the train. How if you had arrived just a few minutes later I probably wouldn’t have been there still.” They would have been in classes again sure, but would they have ever gotten the opportunity to even say hi each other? “And it doesn’t matter if I was at New Bern or here at Hogwarts, if I hadn’t met you, I would have been lonely too. I’d have just tucked myself way in the corner of the common room.” Just like she had done for her last couple of terms here. Most of the people she had ever even met at Hogwarts were gone now. And even though Michael was here this term, she had barely even seen him. He was always off somewhere doing potions stuff, and studying about being a healer. She tended to feel alone in the common room even when it was full of people. “Me too,” Em said, glad she was back here at Hogwarts, and here beside Max.
Seeing Max lay his hand out as if she was to hold it, Emmaleigh smiled, glad that he seemed to want to hold her hand as much as she wanted to hold his. Lacing her fingers between his, she rested her head on his shoulder. “I’ve honestly never been as happy or had as much fun as I do when I’m with you.”
Happy sigh.
As she leaned against him, Max smiled at the fireplace in front of them, even though the topic at hand still made him uneasy. Of course, when he took Emmaleigh out of the happenings so far in the term, the term still hadn't been as bad as he thought it would have been. He had Spike, Indy, Ella, Viv, Aidan, Louisa, the Quidditch team, and some interesting classes to keep him happy. Without her, he might have been okay. But that was just it - he would be okay. Just an average term of some friends, Quidditch, and classes.
This term was fresh and new and exciting and thrilling and... Max was experiencing something he had never gone through before: the thrill of liking someone who liked him back.
"Glad I came when I did, then," he smiled. "I guess my stomach led me to you. I was really, really hungry." Or their stomachs led both of them to each other. Boy, food really WAS a big deal to them. "Me too," Max murmured softly to the comment about a corner of the common room. It was kind of astounding how alike they were. Reflecting on this for a few long moments, Max gently rested his head against hers on his shoulder. He gently rubbed his thumb in a circle around her thumb knuckle as they held hands, enjoying their closeness.
And then what she said next and how she said it caught him off guard. 'Honestly' and 'never' were both very powerful words. Her statement meant a lot to Max, and he made that apparent by squeezing her hand tighter as if he never wanted to let go. "I can relate, Em. How... on Earth did I let you slip by me for so many years?" It was a rhetorical question, and once the words passed his lips he hoped it didn't sound... rude or insensitive in some way. He just meant that he was upset with himself for not realizing someone so perfect for him had been a few seats away every day in classes for so long.
Suddenly thinking of other things he had been wondering and wanted to ask when they had proper time to spend talking, Max set his tea down on the table next to him once more. "Em," he said, taking her hand in both of his. "I feel like... over these months we've learned a lot about each other." Most of the typical 'favorites' had been covered. He knew quite a bit about her family, her general interests, her passions, where she seemed to want to go in life. But... he didn't know the bad stuff. "What bugs you, though? D'you have any pet peeves? 'Cause... all I ever see from you is patience, kindness, beauty, cleverness, sweetness... I know there's gotta be some things that drive you nuts."
Things Max wanted to make sure he never did.
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