Originally Posted by Becky

"And who said you had to be blonde to be beautiful?" he asked softly, gazing down at her as she acted strangely. "You're beautiful to me, so don't worry about this blonde princess you're talking about." Of course he was confused as to which princess was trying to steal him, but it was kind of cute to hear her speaking like that.

"Yes, talk." He looked momentarily surprised at her boldness. Did she not remember the conversation they'd had on the train? "I already did ask you out, Nell. I asked if we could go on a date every Hogsmeade weekend and you accepted." Well this was one of the strangest encounters he'd ever had. "I promise, no other girl will get me." He'd been owling her all holidays and even waited up all night just to get her letter, hadn't he?

"Sorry." Edmund spoke quietly, trying to ignore the smell of vomit. Well he was of age, wasn't he? He awkwardly extracted his wand and pointed it at the place her sick had hit the ground. "Scourgify." There, much better.