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Louisa's body was facing the empty corridor and her legs urged her to move forward and away from him quickly, she didn't want to be right within his reach when he detested her so much. She already knew the amount of emotions Adam usually let go of when he was angry, and Louisa didn't want to end up with a bruise like Paulie. Even if she doubted that the Gryffindo would actually hurt her physically, she wanted to make sure she was out of his reach. Her bruised mind was enough.
... but then a whisper, a breath - no a determined breath was heard as she took the two steps away from him. Louisa stood still, her head still lowered, her chin resting on the book's edge, hugged to her chest. She made a feeble attempt of raising her gaze and turning herself around to look at him and see if he really meant to talk to her. HER!
Maybe he didn't recognize her? Maybe he forgot the hairdo she did for him? Her mind went through a lot of "maybe"s but her body moved automatically toward Adam so that she was facing him, with her head still lowered. "H-hi." She urged her feet to move, to turn around and leave again since he of course wouldn't want to talk to her more than a polite greeting. Maybe he was just showing her that he was better than ignoring an ex best friend. Whatever the reason of his 'hi' was, Louisa stayed rooted to her spot waiting for him to leave first... maybe she could lift her eyes and look at his back as he went inside.
Adam managed to pull his eyes upwards after he had gotten out the hi that sounded more like someone choked it out of him than anything else. He wished that it had been more confident sounding but then again to have expected anything to come out confident sounding or for their first encounter since that day in the great hall to go smoothly or unawkwardly was just completely unrealistic and naive. People didn't just recover or forget exchanges like that, and Adam believed that that was really the first time that Louisa and Paulie had both witnessed the anger management problems that Adam insisted that he had, but he had a feeling his friends never really believed. The truth was Adam was angry. A lot. And all the time. And no matter how many times he tried to rid himself of it, it was never really gone. It was always just below the surface waiting for the right opportunity or motive to rear its head. And up until that day at the great hall Adam had found joy in knowing that Louisa and Paulie were two people that could push that side of him down.
He watched as Louisa turned, not realizing that she had moved away from him slightly. She had probably done it while his eyes were directed towards the ground and not her face. Never in his life had he encountered such a painful silence that instinctively Adam found himself holding his breath, waiting to see if she was going to respond. He wouldn't blame her if she didn't. After all he had been the one to tell her that he never wanted to see her face again. At the time it had been true, and for a while after it had been true, but now it wasn't. He had pretty much given up hope and was about to turn to go into the library when he heard the words come out of her mouth. She hadn't looked up at all, but she had definitely spoken hi back to him, and he was pretty sure her hi sounded just as strained as his.
"Louisa..." Adam started, the words still not coming out very loud.
"I...I've missed you."