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Suziella Bleu thought for a moment. Did she love him? He was so kind, sweet, made her feel beautiful all the time, treated her like she was the best thing on the planet, they had so many things in common. She had very strong feelings for him. Was this love? Is this ridiculously happy, butterflies all the time, cant stop thinking about him, dreaming about him, feeling love? Before she could stop her self she blurted out, "I-I love you, too." She blushed the reddest shade of red ever possible and made the same shocked goldfish face she had when he said it.
Bleu wasn't saying anything. And the look on her face was just puzzling Dylan. She was clearly mulling it all over, but he couldn't tell if she was happy or upset. Had he freaked her out? Oh Merlin, he hoped not. As he awaited her to say something, he took a nervous sip of his butterbeer and drew a slightly shaky hand across his upper lip to get rid of the foam that had been left there. That's when she said it, and the fifth year nearly dropped his cup when she said it.
She loved him too. Had she really said it? Dylan's eyes moved from his butterbeer up to meet Bleu's, and he smiled when he saw her blushing.
"Really?" He finally squeaked after a moment of silence.