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Mad Eye Touz 
Aspen couldn't help but note how very, very, very Ravenclaw the pair of them were. She could see him mentally working through things, same as she was forever doing. It was almost as if they were both have several conversations at once, some aloud, some to themselves, some to each other but without words.
Oh dear....
That.... leaning.... thing!
Aspen sat back from the table, like he was getting too close (he wasn't!). She grabbed the wood beam under the table to support her weight and kept on leeeeeaning back. At least she wasn't under a book or hiding behind a jug?
She wasn't so sheltered that she didn't know he was MAYBE, perhaps teasing her a bit, but being Aspen - she took his try me suggestion seriously. ...Okay. Okay, she WOULD try it out - for the sake of experimenting! DID she, too, possess the stimulus that would cause her fellow 'Claw to do embarrassing things post-smile?
Only one way to find out - "'s a bit awkward," Aspen admitted, first looking down at the table shyly. But she rallied, and more or less ended up just laughing at how ridiculous she was being, then raised her eyes to meet his with a GIANT grinny grin. "Is it working? Do you feel unhinged and maybe a little off in the tummy? Or head?" Like she did when he smiled THAT smile at her???
.....Should they be writing down these results??
Cornelius would've moved back to his original non-leaning stance had he truly been within a foot of Aspen's face, or believed that she was honestly upset with his proximity to her. But he knew that he was only halfway across the table, and so her constant leaning back away from him was simply amusing to the slightly older Ravenclaw. Just as he thought Aspen was about to fall off of her seat, she glanced shyly at the table and mentioned that the situation was a bit awkward.
He gave a shrug, a warm grin still on his expression as he waited to see if she would actually smile at him. And then, in the midst of her own laughter, she looked up at him with a giant grin. Before he even had the chance to appreciate it, she was asking if it was working, suggesting that he might feel unhinged, or off in the tummy or head. Cornelius looked at her for a moment. Just looked at her. His light brown eyes scanned her grinning expression, taking in her features and letting his eyes rest on her for a moment.
And then, very suddenly, he was getting up.
He removed his elbows from the table, and hopped to his feet in one swift movement, flashing her a grin before climbing atop of his own seat and standing up high above the rest of the Great Hall. And, speaking to the masses, he announced,
"ASPEN SMILED AT ME!" as loudly as he could, successfully getting the attention he expected, and what others might just find
embarrassing?
With his loud announcement over with, Cornelius jumped down from his raised level and climbed back into his seat, running a hand through his brown hair and letting out a sigh as though he'd just gotten up to grab something from down the table rather than having just spoken to the entire Great Hall. And, just when it looked as though he didn't even realize he'd stood up in his own seat, Cornelius raised his expression, locking eyes with Aspen and flashing her a grin.