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Dances_With_Potter
A healer?! That sounded kind of difficult, not just in the amount of magic she'd have to learn but also in the emotional toll it could take on a person. At the moment, she wasn't sure she could handle an emotional job like that. For some reason, she hadn't yet imagined what kind of job she'd want now that she knew she was a witch, but perhaps it was time she started learning more about the kinds of jobs that were out there...
The serious look in Edmund's eyes froze her more than the cold. It was obvious he was about to saying something really important... that... she was... pretty? She opened her mouth to respond, but thought better of it. She wasn't sure how much more of emotional breakdown Edmund would tolerate, and thought that saying she wasn't pretty ENOUGH might overdo it. "Thank you, Ed," she said quietly, finally breaking eye contact and looking at the ground.
As he wrapped his arm around her, she moved in closer to him, resting her head against him. She was suddenly really, really tired. When he asked if they could go back now, she nodded her head. "Yeah... let's go...."
Looking down at her feet, she saw that the dog had been sitting there next to her the whole time. Bending down and giving it an affectionate scratch on the head, she whispered, "Thanks for keeping me warm." Taking out her wand, she made sure the blue flames were extinguished in the tunnel and then turned to walk back to the castle with Ed.
When she opened her mouth, he gave her a look that clearly said if she contested what he'd told her, she'd be in trouble. He wasn't having that from her right now, not after all the crying. A warm smile spread over his face as she just accepted it. Though quite why she thanked him for telling the truth, he didn't know.
He looked down at her as she put her head on his t-shirt, though with how the weather had turned the water so cold, it was more accurate to call it an ice-shirt. Glad she was happy enough to go back up to the castle, he hugged her close to try and keep her warm, not really feeling the bite of the cold himself because he was just so worried about Isaac. His attention was drawn to the dog when she scratched its head, and had he had any treats on him, he'd have given one to the dog, but instead, he just smiled at the comforting animal. When she was ready, he put his arm back around her and set off towards the castle, keeping an eye out for Isaac. Just in case.