 Nat and Char, more specifically Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Olivia was seriously asking, you know, because she didn't want to just be treating the masses to her dancing if there was no real reason. She put hard work into her dancing... but she also supposed Miffy had a decent enough reason. If there WOULD be twirling at her wedding, it was best to see who could twirl the most efficiently.
Perfect sense making to the blonde Gryffindor.
... And as for Ms. Nat... "Miffy's never hurt me before, but I'm sorry you had a bad experience." She frowned appropriately at the older girl, truly aggrieved about whatever pain had befallen her, but that was the great thing about magic. It fixed most bumps and bruises. Had when Liv had fallen out of the beech tree outside... She was always collecting bumps and lumps. "I really appreciate how much you care, though. Thank you."
... AND OMG. HAI, CHAR, HAI! Olivia immediately twirled for her friend of nearly ten years. They lived right down the road from one another, you see. "Could you really? I think that would be about the coolest thing." Like when Griffin had animated her Tinker Bell wings in Second Year. She'd been a real fairy that day. It'd been a good day, yes.
... And others were twirling, so... Liv felt she just HAD to. For the sake of herself, you know? Not Miffy.
Also, she liked it because it made her hair fly around her head. Like a blonde halo.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________
Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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