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Yaya 
"It looks great." Emiliano told Kiri with a wide smile. "You know, green suits you, quite well..." He said, scratching his chin and then looking down at the other boxes of presents. A bracelet, a necklace? "Choose any box from these..." Em said, as he separated four small packages out of the rest. "...and take whatever is inside. I think you'd like the designs..." He commented and smiled at her.
Once into chat, Emiliano noticed Kiri wasn't saying all truth-truth. Her small face could reflect some...sadness? "Are you sure?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow and looking concerned, worried at her.
Then it was time to talk about him. "Err...I can say I'm okay as well. This year has been slightly mad, crazy...out of range. But I guess this is how sixth year goes..." He over-used the term, yes...but it was so true. But should he talk about his little love issues, then his reconciliation with Karma? Maybe later...
"You think?" Kiri said, eyeing herself. She had to admit that the dark green colour of the sweater looked very nice coupled with her dark robes.
A girl, laughing loudly, spun past the table, and Kiri sat down again, thinking it safer than continue to stand on the ice. She looked at the other packages Emiliano was offering her. "What do you mean? Oh!" Realisation dawned. "Don't tell me you have bought me more than one?! Emiliano! I..." But she didn't know what to say. "What's in there?" she finished, a bit lamely.
"Er, well..." Kiri decided to tell Emiliano. At least part of it. She leaned forward. "First, you have to promise me you won't tell anyone." She looked him straight in the eye, and what she saw reassured her enough to go on." Alright," she said as quietly as possible, so that no one close to them could listen in, "I... well, I... Do you know Raiden Kururugi? He's in my year... We've known each other ever since we came to Hogwarts, but we didn't really, you know, get to know each other until now. And..."
She stopped again. She could feel herself blushing. Her voice dropped even lower, and she couldn't look at Emiliano. She mumbled in the direction of her knees, staring at the dark green sweater Emiliano had given her. "
IthinkIlikehim," she whispered quickly.