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Nikolai Ognian 
It was funny that Mia said she liked listening to him talk considering what had happened when he did try to talk. Of course that was before and it
was because he was talking ALL about himself, but he couldn't help but wonder where
that Mia went? The Mia that wanted to stick a needle in her eye? Not that Nikolai missed
her.
"I am sure I can change that." he smirked.
"I could go back to talking about myself all the time."
But he had a feeling she might like that now.
Taking one of her outstretched hands, he grinned as he intertwined their fingers, the feeling of their hands together keeping his rather lame remarks at bay. He was such a mush.
The gift was unexpected. He didn't even think to get something for Mia to remember him by. But, then again, this wasn't going to be the last time he would see her.. only.. she did not know that. Gah, he did not think this thing through! Perhaps it was just the excitement of spending the summer with her that made him think less clearly. He was usually good with things like this. His thoughts were broken when Mia spoke and he managed a grin.
"Really?" he asked mildly surprised that she had actually took the time to make something for him. He lifted the pot and turned it in his hand to get a better look.
"I think it is perfect." And it was.. because
she made it.
Then why did he what?
Nikolai stared at her once more, waiting for her to finish her sentence but then it seemed she understand. Oh.. she probably thought he was some crazed jealous guy now.. which he could be, but that was not the case this time. Well, yes it was. A sheepish grin overcoming him, he shook his head at her question.
"No. No, you do not have to. Unless.. you want to? But I'd rather you stay. With me."
That familiar feeling of being stared at was upon Nikolai once more, but he ignored it. He was so used to it, and besides, he was there with Mia and he didn't need to go staring back at the people that stared at him.
As Mia turned her head though, curiosity got the better of him and he turned away as well, his eyes landing on a girl he only remembered from seeing in the.. few classes he attended while at Hogwarts. Waving to her, because she was staring and because Mia was waving as well, he leaned in a little to Mia.
"Is she a friend of yours?"
She looked scary.
Rolling her eyes at him, Mia nudged him playfully with her elbow. “You could but after a while you may find that you are talking to yourself again.” She knew that she would happily listen to him talk whether it be about himself or something else but he didn't need to know that.
His hand interlocked with hers made Mia smile and her heart race a little. How did he manage to do that with just a simple touch? And how was it that when she looked into his eyes everything and everyone just seemed to fade into the background as if it were just the two them?
And then he was looking at the pot she had made and she could see every imperfection as he held it up. Mia winced a little when she looked at it. She knew that she should have given him one of her better ones but her mother had told her that this was the one to give him. Something about letting him see the hard work she had put into it and that nothing is ever perfect. Ehhh whatever that meant.
She had wanted to tell him that she had told her parents (well her mother to be exact) that he might be visiting over the summer and that she was cool with it. But then her mother was always cool with stuff. But she had said that she wouldn't pester him about it anymore so she didn't let on.
Mia beamed up at him when he complimented her pot. “Thank you. I'm glad that you like it.” Ecstatic was more like it but he could probably tell that from her expression.
A grin spread across her lips as she took in his sheepish expression. It made her feel a little pleased with herself that he might actually be jealous of other guys looking at her. Well he had nothing to worry about there because no other guy held her interest like he did. And it wasn't like there were any other guys looking at her anyway.
Even though she had been thinking about going to change. How could she possibly leave now after he had said that. “We could always change outfits.” She said playfully and giving him a wink before leaning across him and picking up his cape and wrapping it around herself. “Better?” She asked him before leaning in and whispering into his ear.
"There's no place I would rather be, then here with you."
She was just turning away from Marie and back to Nik when he spoke. “Yep that's Marie.” She answered and turning to look at her friend again. “She's one of my best friends here. We got off to a bit of a shaky start but I like to think that we're pretty close now.” Mia turned back to Nik and smiled. “Marie is a really nice girl, I think you would like her.” She conveniently left out that the Slytherin would punch your lights out if you messed with her.