 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Dynah would be delighted {and would probably melt into a neat little pile of Hufflepuff gooeyness} if Tamara ever told her that. But she shouldn’t be one to talk since she herself had yet to speak to Tam about her own thoughts and feelings. Dy was still very reluctant to say them out loud to the other girl only because what they had currently was wonderful and there was a deep fear of destroying that.
The older girl was known to be a great teacher. Just kidding! She was just being herself.
The Hufflepuff’s heart skipped a beat at that enthusiastic greeting. Not that Tam’s greetings weren’t usually that way but there was something different about this particular one. “Ooh, really? I don’t think I’ve seen that one. I’ll have to look into it.” Or they could have a movie date sometime? “Us figuring it out together sounds rather intriguing, don’t you think? You already know I’m a terrible cook so that would be something.” If the Ravenclaw agreed to the plan, that is!
Ah, the little injury. Dy had actually forgotten about it the moment she had laid eyes on Tam. “Just hurt my ankle a bit during dance practice. But I’m okay. It happens more than you think. So.” Dynah reached for one of Tamara’s hands in reassurance. “We can still practise our music all we want.” |