SPOILER!!: LMAO
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Lockhartian
And...he was done with the biscuit. Which meant that his breakfast was over.
That all meant that he was supposed to be heading to the Pitch, of course, so he'll have more than enough time to put on his robes. For the last time this year. That was...epic.
Well, she didn't seem nervous at all, nor as worried as she'd been by the Willow. Brilliant! That also meant that she felt more comfortable with whatever position she'll be playing today, no? That was the image she was giving, he had no way of knowing if it was true or not.
He decided to believe the first one.
"Glad to hear that," he smiled widely before taking a couple grapes from the Ravenclaw table. It was all the same food, no? Never mind which table. "Well, I should get going, don't want to stress the Captain." And he was meaning his Captain, because girls seemed to be more stressed over Quidditch, like Kaia. And his own sister.
Taking a couple more grapes, he started to walk away, but soon returned and kissed Ellie on her right cheek, "It's for good luck." He shrugged, while giving her a wink and then walking away for real.
But...good luck for...who? Ellie? Ah, no one knows.
Heh.
Ellie nodded. He totally believed that. Good. Lectures about not worrying would not help now. It was totally times like these when she missed Nia.
Wait...he was leaving? But he'd just gotten here, hadn't he?
"See you in a bit, then."
...Did that mean that
she should leave too? Was it closer to the match than she thought?
She'd noticed the biscuit he was eating before and decided that was a good idea. At the very least, she could eat in on her way to the locker room and throw it to the birds if she hadn't finished it.
The girl took a biscuit and took a minute to make sure it was perfect...when Treyen had come back. And that thing happened. Kiss...that.
She turned to look at him in surprised confusion. But he was already walking away.
So she sat.
For quite a bit.
Her expression kept changing every few seconds, as if it couldn't make up its mind. Smiles faded to...straight faces...which turned to smiles again.
Until she remembered that she should
also be leaving. The biscuit was forgotten, but still in her hand as she walked out of the Hall.