“Oh my gosh, yes!” Vianna giggled delightedly as Airi began to list all of the wonderfully cliche girly things they could do. Though the Gryffindor wasn’t usually one to paint her nails or do many ‘girl things’, it didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy them. She just never really had the right company to practice these things with. It rather amazed her how she’d had Airi here all this time but had never really thought of any of this before.

Vince ignored Ned’s comment and grinned stupidly at the newcomers, scooting over to give them room to sit down. Since Ned had already proceeded to make himself comfortable next to Vince, Victor decided to sit on the opposite side of the table instead. Right next to Airi, of course, because why would Merlin have any mercy on the sweet girl?

And much to Airi’s misfortune, Victor didn’t just ignore her as he normally would once he sat down. Instead, he had focused his attention on her, and didn’t fail to notice her useless attempts at freeing her bag from the table. He raised an eyebrow at this. “Mondai, what are you doing?” #judgingyou

“So sarcastic already, Ned?” was Vianna’s response to Ned’s morning greeting. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice absentmindedly, blue eyes examining the boy curiously. Huh. He actually looked cleaned-up. Not that Ned usually walked around looking like he just rolled out of bed a-la-Vince, but it was obvious he had made an effort to look specially nice that morning. Vianna almost worried that perhaps her own clothes were too casual (just black skinny jeans, boots, and a long-sleeved henley shirt under a black leather jacket). But then she remembered she was just hanging out with good ol’ Ned. He was just taking her out because she’d lost the dare. Not because he seriously meant to date her or anything.

Right?
RIGHT?!
To this day, Vianna was still a little confused about what had happened at the party, though she’d made a decision to dismiss it as her being paranoid or something of the sort.