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Magical Soul 
Louisa reached the swing - their swing and the trellis that's supposed to be just a Herbology project, and it was before summer. Today, she smiled when the flowers and foliage seemed to grow beautifully climbing the wooden structure green-ifying the whole ugly brown shade. Her hand touched one of the support planks gently then slide inward closer to the swing where their names were carved. She finally sit, or rather flop on it, shifting herself to face the back of the swing and stare at the badly carved names. Her handwriting wasn't that good on smooth paper, let alone solid wood. Heh.
Needless to say that her heart jumped, startled, when someone cleared their throat but Louisa did well in hiding that. She turned around, a bit sharply, and gave the boy a nod and a smile. "I think professor Bentley must've added a few protecting or supporting charms." Because the swing didn't crumble down when Louisa sat down. "I like all the blossoming flowers and vines." Her gaze scanned their greenery location, "I don't deny that I'm not a very green person but it feels good to see what used to be an ugly small seed turn into a beautiful live plant."
Her eyes were now staring up at the climbing vine. "I like vines the most. They give me the feeling of limitlessness. Climbing over anything and everything, hugging or just crawling, upward and downward, it's like taking the shape of whatever is nearby but with its own way and touch."
He found her peeking over the back of the swing.
"Oh yeah, we did carve our names on there didnt we?" he grinned as he bent over and read the carvings upside down.
"At least no one's thought of vandalizing it with something silly" he added. He took pride in his work, specially something as solidly built as this. He nodded his head at the mention of the Herbologist
"Yeah she must've, and I'm really glad she kept it." She could've gone with the trend of the rest of the grounds and changed this area to something else.
He glances up at the foliage that has now softened the look of the wooden trellis
"They've sure grown in pretty well." he murmured in agreement when Louisa spoke of the blossoms and the vines. But it was the way she spoke about the latter that got his thoughts drifting to something else…. getting him to flush up just a bit. Ahem.
He sat down on the swing next to her, sliding his palms across his pants out of habit of getting rid of any nervous sweat. There was this awkward pause, the kind where there was so much that he wants to say but his lips made no sound. Finally this
”Congratulations on being Head Girl!” he says smiling proudly. He wanted to give her a hug but as they were sitting all he could do was reach out and gave her hand a tight squeeze
”Very proud of you. Much deserved!” he meant every word, and it shows in the sparkle in his eyes as he looks at her.
”I know you’d have extra duties now, so if you need help with anything, I can help you pick up the slack.”
Was that what he really wanted to talk all private-like for? No, not entirely anyway, and it is a better way to start things up than him mumbling stupidly about that trouble at the train…