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Rockywizardia
Levi jumped as she shouted at him, finally peeling his face away from the window. The tranquility of the ride had come to the a screeching halt, albeit the train was still plowing along. He wasn't expecting this drama to erupt on his last night but the blonde had started it herself. It had been brewing since that awkward moment they had in the library. He met Cass's glare with an intense one of his own, his dark eyes flashing with irritability.
"I have a reason to be!" the black Gryffindor snapped back. He didn't feel the need to yell, though he longed to. He had a little more class than that. "How am I supposed to feel, knowing that I'm--" He hesitated for a few seconds, contemplating his next choice of words. He wasn't the type to name-call anybody or make false accusations, he wasn't that kind of boy but it hurt to have his emotions played with. After all the great times they had together...
"I'm being strung along..." he finished in a soft, crushed tone.
She was never one to erupt into a fit of rage. Really, she had eternal patience, as Heather would fondly call it, she didn't know why she was so mad, she was just so. And her anger was directed at Levi.
She continued glaring at him as he matched hers with an equally threatening one.
Psh, please, she wouldn't be out glared by a Gryffindor. Then she slightly drew back when he snapped at her, she wasn't used to being shouted at and it simply
scared her a bit surprised her. Then he kept quiet as he struggled to find words, she raised an eyebrow at him, egging him on, telling him to continue. and a few minute later, he did. But the furious look in his eyes were gone and all was left was a crushed expression.
She softened at seeing him so crushed. She knew what he meant at being strung along, he did hear what they were talking about. She suspected it...and now it had been confirmed.
She leaned back against the leather couch once again, placed her hands over her face and groaned softly
"Why do always manage to bring out the worst in me?" Then she ran her fingers through her soft curls, ruining its perfect arrangement.
Oh well. "Who even said you were being strung along? Who said that I would bother pursuing Christopher? I just said it was embarrassing - for me who isn't used to being wrong - to mistake his little sister as his girlfriend. That was all there is to it." She explained. Then she glared at him once more
"But if you think otherwise, then maybe I should chase after him..."