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He just hadn't been in the mood lately. His injury setting him back for weeks, then the lack of practice and stuff for quidditch because of it. And finally the failure at catching the snitch finally had just done Isaac in. He'd had it it had just been too much! Then he'd ended up in the hospital wing after getting knocked unconscious and that certainly hadn't helped matters at all!
Heading down to the hot spring, he pulled off his socks and shoes before slipping them into the water before he realized Amelia was there already. His eyes widening, Isaac didn't know what to even say. He knew she was peeved with him, but hadn't said a word to him at all lately, he now had a feeling she was going to say something now. It was time for her to finally tell him what a prat he was.
Well, maybe he deserved it, but then...did he really? He was frustrated at how the term had been going, more then he'd admit. Not to mention his NEWT's coming up and studying like crazy for them to get into the auror program! Sighing he rolled his pant legs up higher to keep them from getting wet "Hey." he said quietly.
Amelia looked over at Isaac, her eyes hidden under her lashes as she observed him. He looked...run down? And suddenly she felt bad about being mad with him. Just because he looked a little bit like a kicked puppy who couldn't get up.
When she saw him looking as he was she couldn't bring herself to berate him as she otherwise might have, or to nag at him. She could only really manage to return his awkward hey with one of her own, and a small, unsure smile, as her heart constricted painfully in her chest. He'd sounded subdued, he didn't even seem happy to see her, which hurt, it hurt a lot. Because he'd never not been happy to see her before.
But then again, she'd never been cold towards him before either. But she'd only been doing it so that she wouldn't say something she'd regret. Although, maybe that would have been better than this awkwardness.
"I'm sorry that I didn't see you in the hospital wing," she found herself whispering, moving herself closer to Isaac, and reaching out a hesitant hand to touch his face. Wondering if he'd be stiff when she touched him, if he'd let her touch him. "I wasn't at the game, but when I heard that you'd fallen off your broom and that you were unconscious..." she trailed off, not entirely sure how to finish the thought. But he'd know she'd been worried right? Or at least, she hoped that he knew she'd be worried when she heard.