SPOILER!!: Mel!
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Mel nodded over to Carl as he commented about sharing funny things, “very fun…and funny hopefully” she grinned over to him when he asked if the house elves weren’t happy with them. “Not in the least – but they tried to tell me he wasn’t there sometimes and I’d just find him and we’d have adventures…I’ve always been nice to them.” She admitted with a grin.
“I used to actually collect weapons and things – still do…but I’d made cache’s at his place and well…the house elves didn’t like finding them.” She admitted with a shrug of her shoulder. Oh…god…beautiful? It was beautiful? Raising her hand she moved to brush her braids back over her shoulders. Oh dear merlin she was nervous.
Taking in a deep breath as quietly as she could the Gryffindor simply blew out the held in air. Her already flushed cheeks puffing out as she exhaled trying to calm her nerves. “Oh. I will tell you” she nodded still looking down at the floor of the treehouse and not over at the boy next to her.
“My brother raises them…” she nodded and glanced over to him giving him a sheepish smile. “My owl hates me…he gave me this” she pointed to a scratch on her arm, “he didn’t like that I asked him to send a letter to my sister….” She chuckled and brushed the little scar with her finger. Mel’s face reddened again as he commented about the romantic nature of her sister’s wedding. “mmm it is, it really is.” Why was this happening? Her face didn’t need to be all hot and weird it wasn’t something she was used to at all. Moving her hand she poked her cheek with her hand and groaned, “its hot in here” she practically whispered while pressing her hand into her cheek. Maybe that would hide the blush? Maybe. Hopefully. “Yes! Pillow forts would be great for hiding weapons and things…I’d rather have books and food in a fort though” she admitted with a laugh.
“You’d do that with me?” She grinned over to him gosh she was just happy to have ever met him. Carl was the best. Taking another calming breath she glanced over at Carl and then back at the ground. “Thank you…for uh…saying my smile was beautiful” as she spoke she pulled her knees closer to her wrapping her arms around them. “I…no…no one told me that” she muttered tucking her face against knees. "Thanks for that." She grinned over to him before reaching over and ruffling his hair. "Last term I was convinced your hair would feel all icy...because its as silvery as Daenerys Targaryen's..." she paused before smirkily looking over to him, "so...are you a Targaryen?" She had to kill the awkward somehow and bringing up one of her favorite book series was so much safer than accidentally saying she I think you have a nice face. Which she did. Because he did....wait did she say it aloud? She didn't even know.
Carl nodded with a grin. He found it funny that the House Elves tried to tell her Tenacius was not at home sometimes.
"Maybe they were tired of finding the house messy every time you had an adventure. I'm glad you have been nice to them though!" He said. Although he did not see House Elves often, he tried to be kind to them whenever he did too.
The Second Year laughed at the story of the House Elves discovering Mel's weapon collection.
"Wow, what kind of weapons did you have there?" He still thought it was cool that she collected weapons.
When he finally looked up after telling her that she had a beautiful smile, Carl was surprised to see that her cheeks were flushed. He really should not have said that... it must have made her feel awkward.
At the mention of her brother, the Badger's eyes immediately found the photographs of the twins Finnlay and Phil. It seemed that he had learned their names and faces quickly enough! He smiled, but the smile faded a bit as he saw the scratch on Mel's arm.
"That's awful. The only thing my owl does well is delivering letters, he won't listen to me when I talk to him or anything." He admitted. Then he heard her whisper something about it being hot in here.
"Yeah, it is a little hot." Hotter than it was when he first entered, anyway. He looked around (unnecessarily) for the source of the heat and did not see the brunette trying to hide her blush. He grinned as she said next that she would rather have books and food in a pillow fort. Honestly, he was not sure how pillow forts were used, but hiding books and snacks sounded right.
"Yep! I think it would be really fun." Carl replied. He had a feeling that this summer would be more interesting that his last, when he spent most of his time in the Muggle World. He looked at the girl, she was cute being all awkward and nervous like that. When she thanked him, he smiled at her.
"You're welcome." Oh and hair ruffling! He liked that she still said his hair was icy.
"Oh yes, I am a Targaryen. Carl Targaryen." He laughed. Who knew, maybe he was related to Daenerys or something. Wait, did he hear that right? She thought he had a nice face? He could have been imagining it.
"Thanks. Do you think we should go back to the castle now? It's getting late..." And hot. Definitely.