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Lady of Light 
Delilah wandered down to the lake, desperately needing some fresh air. She'd been so busy studying/doing homework the past few days that she'd hardly got the time to actually relax. She was still feeling nervous, though. About so many things.... She needed a distraction. A distraction in the form of.. Jeremiah Walker.
The girl grinned brightly and flopped down next to him before nudging the Gryffindor lightly in the ribs. "Hey, you."
he wasnt paying attention to anything else in the world at the moment he was too tuned into his book to notice anyone or anything approaching him. He would of Noticed a Delilah walking around had he not been so into this book ,
"As every school-age wizard knows, the fact that we fly on broomsticks is probably our worst-kept secret. No Muggle illustration of a witch is complete without a broom and however ludicrous these drawings are (for none of the broomsticks depicted by Muggles would stay up in the air for a moment), they remind us that we were careless for far too many centuries to be surprised that broomsticks and magic are inextricably linked in the Muggle mind." Quidditch Through the Ages is what he was reading, at least he was until he was jabbed in the side...
"the hell............" Oh... Delilah....
"Hi Delilah." Hi and thanks for the jab in the ribs. he gave her a smile as he rubbed his side where he poked her