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Vinnie took another sip of her butterbeer and watched him amused. What was going on in his mind,man? A pound to look inside. As she sat her bottle down, she noticed that it was almost empty. How sad. „ But its also naive to believe in an everlasting relationship“, the girl nodded,“like relationships are bound to be a disappointment. At least when they involve me. I am not looking.“ Not that she had made a lot of experiences with that kind of thing but the ones she made were enough for her. Boys were amazing and most of the things that came with them but maybe Vinnie just wasnt looking for a relationship, but something easier. Something less painful.
„I am so sorry my dear Bolton“, she chuckled,“ but you know how i am. I like to tell people the truth. No matter how hard it is.“ The Slytherin would always believe that it was easier to suck up the truth than live under an illusion that could be destroyed anyday. „But i am sure you are man enough to handle this. I mean you got kitty socks and snuggly pillows“, she grinned. And for severe and serious cases he had her now.
It made her smile as he went along with the beard game, was so good to have someone with equally nice imagination. „It looks precious little cherub“, the Slytherin winked,“ well done growing it. How long did it take?“ Vinnie tried her hardest to imagine Louis with an actual beard but failed, he was far too adorable to have a beard. That would be like a baby with a beard. Dont grow one, Bolton.
What? Not enjoy music much? Okay well...he hadnt been in her room yet. He was forgiven. „ You, sir....are in danger“, she nodded crawling over“, cause i am in love with music. Music is the most important thing to me.“ It had been her fave thing in the world to play for the glowing pixies...but then she moved...oh well. Better to live with her dad than her mum anyway. „But you are forgiven, for once, just...“, and with that the brunette poked him,“ know that's how adorable you are. Its as sure as the amen in church. Dont try to argue with me.“ Of course she wasnt being completely serious about this warning, just her obnoxious self.
Smiiiiirrkkkk....he wanted to smell on her feet? This was gonna be hilarious.“Go one then, i dare you“, she grinned and held her feet up high in the air. They didnt smell, so he would be fine, the fifth year still found it extremely hilarious though how they were in a non existent room trying to make each other smelling on their feet.
“I’m not recommending that either,” said Louis with a smile. In that, he had to agree with Vinnie. It wasn’t pleasant to admit but, realistically speaking, nothing was meant to last forever, right? “It’s not about the end result, Vin.” Why was she so focused on the concept of guaranteed disappointment? “It’s about what happens in between. A relationship may end, but you’ll have memories you won’t regret.”
Oookay, that was a little deep. When was Lou a master at the complexities of life? It was probably the butterbeer talking. And speaking of which. “Want another bottle?” he asked the girl, taking notice of the nearly-empty bottle she had set down at that moment.
“Ah, yes, how could I forget? The McFay honesty. You could destroy kingdoms with your tongue.” Lou chuckled softly, shaking his head with amusement. Even if he himself wasn’t as blunt as his Slytherin friend, he actually quite liked that quality about her. At least with Vinnie there was no guessing around, no deciphering clues. She said things as they were, no pretty rainbows or butterflies to frame the situation. At her following teasing, he laughed and rolled his eyes. “Hey, if you ever meet a guy who’s too embarrassed to admit his love for kittens or pillows, then he’ll probably be too embarrassed to admit his love for you, too.”
JFC Jun was right, he was a sap.
Zip it, Bolton.
Moving on.
Oh, now he was ‘little cherub’. Really?! Louis laughed lightly, shaking his head in disapproval. “I hope that’s not going to be your last try at a nickname for me, McFay. I’m gonna need something a little more exciting.” Or, at least, something that didn’t compare him to a pink-cheeked baby, for Circe’s sake. “Very long. So I think I’ll keep it for a while…”
Louis didn’t realize he was doing it, but he’d pushed himself back a little on the couch as Vinnie crawled toward him. For a second there, she looked like she was about to transform into a snake and eat him whole; but instead, the happy girl shared with him her love for music.
SIGH. Relief. Though he did jump a little when she poked him. “As sure as the amen in church?” He laughed lightly. She was using these expressions, but poked fun at his use of ‘canoodling’?! C’monn. “Do you play any instruments, then?” he asked curiously, finishing off the rest of his butterbeer in one long sip. He wasted no time in grabbing another bottle.
But before Louis could open his second butterbeer, Vinnie was daring him to smell her feet. Oh? He raised his eyebrows at this as if to say, ‘really?’ But despite her grinning, she was obviously quite serious as she held her little foot high up in the air.
With an amused smile and
knowing already that he would probably regret this later, Louis sat up on the couch and slowwwwly leaned in toward Vinnie’s exposed foot. Much to his relief, her feet didn’t attack his nostrils with a terrible stench as he’d feared. No,
actually, they smelled kind of nice. Like… a strawberry-ish kinda powder? Very feminine. The boy didn’t even realize how long he’d been sniffing (oh yeah, he was TOTALLY going to regret this come the next day; talk about acting like a total weirdo), when he finally pulled away, opening his eyes.
“Alright… fine. You have very… pleasantly-scented feet, BBT.” He nodded approvingly, flashing her a mischievous smile and tickling her exposed foot for a second before opening his bottle. Still smiling at his friend, he took a long sip.