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Lady of Light 
Delilah beamed when Louis agreed to get her flowers. Awesome, her day was made! She grabbed another cookie, her grey-blue eyes shifting up to look at the boy sitting across from her. "Roses are my favourite but I'm not that picky, really. I love all flowers." Who didn't? They were so pretty and smelled so wonderful.
She watched the boy take a cookie from the plate. "You better take as many as you want or I'll finish eating them soon." GRIN. She nibbled on her cookie for a moment before eyeing him curiously. "You don't mind me calling you Lou, right? You can give me a nickname too, if you want." She didn't mind, really. People had a lot of nicknames for her by now so she was used to it.
... Kisses. Ooops. She really shouldn't have said it. Because now he wanted a kiss. Of course. He's a BOY, what else could she have expected? Delilah stared at him for a moment. He wanted a kiss NOW!? In front of all the people?
The blonde looked around for a bit, blushing even more. Oh, GOSH. She stood up and leaned over the table, hoping against hope he didn't do something stupid.. like turning his face so that her lips would meet his. He'd totally get hexed if that happened.
"No, Lou's fine," said Louis with a smile as Delilah asked him about the new nickname. When she shared that he could give her a nickname too, his expression turned more thoughtful, brows furrowing. HMM. He'd never given someone a nickname before. At least not intentionally. Nicknames usually just happened. "What about Lilah?"
And then the blonde was sharing what her favourite flowers were. "Roses. Got it," muttered Louis as he made a mental note of it. Those should be easy enough to find. BUT. There was still something missing. "You still haven't guessed my House, y'know," the Gryffindor pointed out with raised eyebrows as he snatched another cookie looking ever so mysterious. So which will it be, Delilah? Ravenclaw? Or Gryffindor? Only the right answer will get you a reward!
Louis, meanwhile, had already guaranteed himself his 'prize' for guessing correctly. He tried not to laugh when Delilah warily leaned over the table to kiss his cheek. The idea of turning his head at the last minute DID cross his mind for a brief 0.5 seconds. But Louis was a good boy, and though he did find Delilah very pleasing to the eyes, he had no intentions of snogging her or anything like that. She was his friend.