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Mad Eye Touz
Aspen switched her chin to her other hand. She couldn't help the smile on her features, in spite of it being entirely out of place. "I should be clearer. I'm curious about all your faces." And all his reactions, too, and everything he thought... Her eyes trailed him and all his little relief actions with great interest.
"Oh... That was your scared face." Aspen shouldn't have laughed, but there it was, a little giggle at his expense. She still didn't know what exactly was scary, other than the precariously stacked ball of paper at his elbow.
He thought he missed Valentine's? "You'll know when it's Valentine's, Cornelius. Trust me. You can't miss it at this school." Aspen sat up from her seat and leaned to nosily look at what he was scrawling over there. She squinted at him curiously. What was he UP to over there??
As Aspen peaked over towards his hand as though to try and read what he'd written, he immediately dropped the quill and pulled his hand back, flashing her a teasing grin as amusement filled his gaze.
"What, do you guys decorate or something?" he asked naively, not quite knowing what she meant when she told him that he wouldn't be able to miss Valentine's Day at Hogwarts.
He was glad that he hadn't missed it yet though, honestly. He wouldn't say that he was a big romantic or anything, but he wanted to do
something for her, even though he knew it probably wouldn't be spectacular or anything. And as he watched Aspen watching him, her chin resting on her palm and her light eyes trying to see what was on his hand, he had a rather amazing revelation. Though just moments before he had been internally freaking out over whether or not Aspen would be upset with him for forgetting Valentine's Day, thinking that the day had already passed and Aspen, like any other girl he'd ever had feelings for in the past, would be angered, suddenly he wasn't that worried anymore.
Because very suddenly, as he realized the holiday hadn't passed entirely, he also came about the realization that he sort of
wanted to do something for Aspen? It was strange and a bit foreign to the boy whose past Valentine's Days (when he'd had a girlfriend) had been filled with rather foolish gifts that he had only purchased and given because the girl in the picture would've been dramatically upset if the expected roses weren't there.
"Are you into Valentine's Day?" he couldn't help but ask, curiosity on his face. Either way, he knew he would try to do something for her, but he was curious.