 Canon Niffler || Neville's Yorkshire Pudding | | Teddy's Biographer || P + R = ♥
Esme noticed that Eben's ears were going red. 'I wonder if he's got earache... poor thing.' She blinked at her own thoughts, 'I'm definitely going soft...' She thought with mild disgust at her own emotions. In her experience it was dangerous to be soft on people.
When he asked her something, or seemed to at least, Esme blinked again. "I''m sorry, but I didn't quite catch that." She gave him an encouraging smile. 'What is going on here?' She wondered, realising that she didn't actually hate Eben at all.
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