 Wowza!
The way this boy looking at her made Willow feel... self-conscious. Almost uncomfortable, but not quite. All in all, the way the Hufflepuff in front of her was staring, was practically as if he were trying to listen to her thoughts. Haha. As if. Willow didn't do much talking--unless someone got on her nerves, which let's face it, happened often.
The sigh that escaped from did not went unnoticed by Willow, for as soon as she saw this, her eyes flickered to his face, and studied his expression intently, her head, once again, tilted to one side; something that Willow often did when curious or deep in thought. It was hard to tell which one the two was, for her expression had not changed in the slightest. Unless of course, someone counted the way her forest green eyes had narrowed in the slightest.
Well--whatever it was that was going on inside of him, was some sort of internal battle, Willow decided. The look on his face told the girl that much. "You are not the chatty type, are you?" mused Willow, as the hint of a snicker dangle on the corner of her lips.
"My name shall remain a mystery for now," answered the girl, full snicker on her lips now. Haha. This was fun. Kind of. It was better than wander around the library, at least. "What about you? Do you have a name?"
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