 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Queen of Typos
Vi caught the look and by extension, the arched eyebrow. He also recognised the teasing in Fel’s voice. “You have no reason to be because you and I will always be friends.” In his mind, the two of them had one of those friendships that would last forever. Gabs melting when he spoke French was something he could actually picture happening. "She hasn’t.” He eyed Feliks curiously. “She’s been holding out on me. What other languages can she speak, Fel?” As for the other guy being understanding… “I don’t think it, I know it!”
“We’ll figure it out. Right now, the only thing we should worry about is having a good time.” Which was the most important thing on the Gryffindor’s mind. The Levitation Charm was one that he had thankfully mastered, so there was no difficulty in him getting the boat out. However, lowering it gently into the Lake took a bit more concentration and finesse. With a slight SPLASH!, the boat sat on the water waiting for the boys to climb in. By that time, Fel had reached him with the oars and lifejackets. “Thanks, Fel.” He accepted the light blue lifejacket then shrugged it on. Only then did he carefully jump into the boat, the action making it rock slightly. “You can hand the oars to me,’’ Vi said, looking up at his friend. |