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Lauralicious 
Vinnie just couldnt help but laugh. No one had ever called it canoodling in front of her. People at Durmstrang had been a lot blunter...a loooooooot. It was cute how he started laughing along, when he probably had no idea what she was even laughing about. Oh boy. „For now?“, she raised an eyebrow amused,“whats that supposed to mean huh? Do you want me to canoodle or something?“ Canoodle. Snort. The brunette was almost certain that she would stay a lonesome blanket cuddler for quite some time.
Whyyy had she started this whole resucing people business, he would never let it go. „I am sorry to destroy your illusions but it was a one time thing“, she winked. If anyone was the master here, it was here. Well the mistress. Or was it still master for girls? Not that she was particularly girly... The Slytherin had no idea how he did it but she couldnt help but laugh again, at some point it would get a little embarrassing. But he just looked so funny stroking his imaginary beard...he'd probably never look bad to her. For some odd reason. „Nice beard you got there, wannabe master“, she grinned and took a large gulp of her butterbeer.
Vinnie watched her friend as he looked down at the ground and couldnt help but smile to herself. He seemed uncomfy with that topic, so she decided to drop it. He was such a sweetheaert, his girlfriend was lucky. A lot of boys would have just went on about it and the girl herself had absolutely no problems talking about it but Louis rather kept it a secret. That was such a gentleman like move. Aww.
„What a classic move“, the fifth year chuckled, eyeing the boy next to her wipe his mouth. Now that was the manliest thing he had done since she had met him.
Wait...why was he laughing now? What had she done? She hadnt done anything, nope. He had gone mental, demons were possessing his brain.Yes.“if you are hardly adorable i am hardly into bands“, she said raising an eyebrow. Vinnie's life spun around bands. Posters. T-Shirts.Music. So that made Louis 100 % adorable. 110 even. Smell his feet?! What?!Ewwwww.“ Bolton, why would i smell your feet?“,she wrinkled her nose amused,“ thats disguussting. I dont want to smell on your manly kitten feet. Smell mine if its your kind of thing.“ Wiggling her toes in his direction the brunette hid her nose in a nearby pillow.
Louis nearly spit out his butterbeer when Vinnie teasingly asked him if he wanted her to start canoodling.
Now he caught her poking fun at the word. “I’m just saying… it’s naive to assume you’ll be single forever,” he replied once he’d regained his composure, taking another sip of butterbeer. He had about a quarter of the bottle left, and suddenly felt glad he’d brought a whole pack.
“Must you crush my dreams, McFay?” the boy asked with a smile, chuckling softly at her following comment on his invisible beard. “You like it? Took me years to grow it.” The rather ironic part was that it actually took Louis a while to grow a real beard, hence why he never really bothered with it. He’d look weird with one anyway.
Lou cocked his head to the side as Vinnie compared his level of adorableness with her love for bands. “You must not enjoy music much, then,” he teased, a small grin adorning his face as he made himself comfy on the couch he was laying down on. The butterbeer was starting to kick in and he was feeling completely relaxed. So relaxed he could hardly feel his legs.
And then Vinnie’s playful little toes were wiggling in his direction. “Don’t dare me, BBT, I’ll do it.” No, he normally wouldn’t, but the butterbeer was making him feel a little more careless. Careless enough to go around smelling people’s feet. Go figure.