Originally Posted by Lauralicious

Vinnie didnt mean to be so srious and negative about it, it just happened every time she thougth about something like that. People werent perfect, people made mistakes and mistakes hurt others. She didnt want to be one of these broken girls. She was fine with being the though, blunt one. Maybe something would change...sooner or later, the girl didnt know. It wasnt a big deal to her though.

Watching her friend having a little bit of trouble with his butterbeer, the girl couldnt help but chuckle. Did he seriously still find the surgeon thing absurd? Pffff...one day he'd see it clearly. This boy needed some training, Mc Fay way. As he didnt seem to recover anytime soon, she patted his back and laughed,“ are you alright there love?“ He was hilarious, how did all that butterbeer go down the wrong way?! Wonder boy Bolton. „You can be my president“, Vinnie beamed,“ even though i am not entirely sure you support my concept.“ Nope, that butterbeer incident made her have her doubts. Snort.

Vinnie took another sip of her butterbeer and listened to the Gryffindor carefully. His words, echoing in her head. Maybe they had gotten the second one a little too fast. Oh well, it was too late now anyway and the girl didnt mind feeling a bit...different. „Thats really deep“, she grinned,“thanks sweetheart. Thats a really good advice.“ The fifth year meant it, it was important to have good friends that pointed things out to you and helped you through rough patches. Louis seemed like the person to do that. „You know, in the end all the acts some has put up will crumble down anyway“, she nodded sipping on her bottle again, „ cause you cant keep it up forever. No one can be more than themselves. We all are who we are, no escape.“ And again she sounded so negative, even though she didnt intend to. All she was trying to say was, that being yourself was enough. But somehow the words didnt form in her head properly. Sweet. „No, no, no“, the girl shook her head,“ its very true. I wouldnt want to be with someone for a while and then find out i dont really know that person whilst he knows me.“ That would be the worst, thinking you know someone and then the blubble pops. Deep, tipsy Vinnie was deep.

It was adorable how the boys' face lit up as he spoke of his girlfriend. She was such a lucky, lucky girl. Louis was absolutely smitten. Awwwwwww.“I am sure she agrees“, Vinnie beamed,“ i bet you treat her like a princess.“ He probably did read every single of her wishes off of her eyes and did everything to make them come true. „ I am a bit jealous“, the girl joked and winked at her friend.

Awful? Little cherub wasnt awful...it was adorable and cute and squishy....and awful. „Okay okay it might not be the best one“, the Slytherin chuckled, amused. She could say whatever she wanted, Louis just burst out laughing every single time. Maaaannn, why was she so funny...maybe if it didnt work out with music and history, the girl would become a comedian. „ But you'd be a cute fat baby on a victorian valentines card“, she said, now laughing too,“ i mean who wouldnt want to buy a valentines card with your face on?“ No seriously, Vinnie had to come up with a really good nickname for him. She loved nicknames, so this was a little bit embarrassing.

„You seriously do" the brunette nodded,“ otherwise you'd have to shave it off. I mean kisses are important.“ Oh yes, kisses were like the most important. Beard yes or beard no, if the girlfriend didnt like beard the decision was made. The fact that Louis didnt REALLY have a beard didnt matter, he had to be prepared, just in case.

Oh no...he heard it. He heard her giggle. Whyyy butterbeer why. This was her downfall, from the cool rock chick to the little girl....and there it was. Oh merlin. „Heeyyyy“, she poked him,“ do i look like a little girl huh?“ Giggling was so...girly. She didnt even know how it happened, sometimes it just came out her her. Meh. „ I could tickle you to death, how little girl-ish is that huh huh?“ Actually...that was pretty little girl-ish...but pfff.

Vinnie started to laugh and she couldnt stop. Maybe it was the butterbeer and her slightly dizzy head or maybe it was the expression on her friend's face when she told him she was a former band member. „Didnt expect that hm?“, the girl grinned big,“ Oh well...i moved to Nottingham with my dad“. It had been quite tragic to leave her band members behind but she didnt have a choice. After all she wasnt off age. Wait, what? Starting a band here? Hogwarts already had a band...“ I dont think the dead kneazles would welcome that too much“, the fifth year shook her head, „ and i dont know enough people to start one. I just play drums outside now. I am pretty rad.“ Of course she was, she had practiced for years and years, unfortunately stones and tables and floors didnt quite have the effect of a real drumset.

She did it again? What did she do again?Oh please no...she definitely hadnt eaten enough to drink butterbeer,daaamn. „ Nope nope“, she sook her head grinning,“ you are hallucinating.“ Totally, the butterbeet had clouded his mind. Yes. Yes.

Ewwwwww...how could he go from strawberry foot to athletes food?! Athletes had smelly feet cause they were running a lot. „I might not seem like a classy girl but smelly feet are a no go“, the Slytherin made a face before laughing, „tell me louis bolton do your feet smell?“ Hopefully they didnt, cause the brunette was almost certain he was gonna hold up his foot for her to smell...

And there it was...the information that could kill her...and he had absorbed it.“Why do i not believe you?“, she chuckled and leaned in to look at him closer, „i will keep an eye on you my friend.“ And her foot away from him, good plan.