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Lady of Light 
"I just feel like an idiot, that's all." Delilah muttered and looked away, flushing a little. For reasons. Mitchie had WANTED to kiss her but she had refused ( she kind of wanted to but he was younger so NOPE ) and here she was snogging Lou who probably didn't like it.. and she was panicking. This wasn't her. Like, at all. What if he thought she went around kissing every boy she found attractive or something? What if he didn't like her kisses?... Okay. The girl was starting panic. Big time.
"You're not an idiot," said Louis with furrowed brows. What made her think
that?! He wasn't completely sure, but he had a faint idea of what was going on and he couldn't help feeling partly responsible for it all. Poor Delilah, she seemed so tiny and down at that moment; it was strange seeing her without her usual glow or smile. Louis missed it.
"I'm really sorry," he said, giving the Hufflepuff an apologetic look. Delilah was the first friend he'd made at this new school, he felt like dirt for depressing her. "C'mere." After a moment of just silently watching the girl, Louis took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her tiny frame in a warm hug. She seemed like she needed one. Actually, he probably needed one too because it felt strangely comforting to hug his Hufflepuff friend, his chin resting on top of her head due to their height difference.
It was when Louis glanced down and began to pull away that he noticed something - "Um... D, I think you have..." Was that... "Grey hair?"