 Wowza!
Noelle Summers' non-stop blushing continued to be unavoidable, so Levi decided he just wasn't going to look at her anymore unless he absolutely had to. Which was a problem, of course, because he liked to look at people in the eye when he talk to them. So, he compromised; he'd not look down as he'd originally planned, but he'd focus instead on Noelle's shoulders and to keep things interesting, he'd add her neck, too, to the approved viewing areas.
What Levi had not considered was that specifically looking at just one part of Noelle would be distracting. For one, he had to focus on not looking anywhere but her neck and shoulders. And two, well, Noelle had a nice neck. So, there was that. "Eh? Oh..." This seemed to be a recurring phrase, now. "Olly sounds like my brother, then." Except Declan's ideas tended to be sometimes, at best, questionable. And possibly illegal. Puzzled at Noelle's choice of words, Levi did her best to follow her neck and when she exclaimed what she was looking for, the Gryffindor boy roared with laughter.
"Do you just walk around carrying that book, Noelle?"
At which point exactly, Noelle alerted him about the murtlap and Levi saw it just in time for the plastic jar to hit him across the face. He lost his balance, stumbling backwards, and hitting the post. Levi reached to gingerly touch a side of his face. "Uh. Ow." He'd had finer moments, no doubt. But a bruise would add a certain kind of flair to his face, wouldn't it? "Anyway." He said, pointing at the jar where it laid on the grass and was about to be attacked by the crups. "There you go. Use as much as you need." Ow.
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