 Ava+Noelle, Levi, mentions of Skylar and Brent Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
That’s what happened to the dog, then. Weirdly, after everything, it made her laugh. It was ridiculous, a dog-rock hybrid but, somehow, it seemed fitting. After all, if this competition had a theme at all, surely that was it, right? Ridiculousness. That’s how it had started, even if unofficially, with the American student body crawling its way out of a cherry red Beetle, and that’s how it was going to end too.
The important thing was that it was ending.
Or the part that mattered was, any way.
Quickly, she spared a glance at the Gryffindor girls and smiled apologetically. “I’ll be back.” Possibly. Maybe not. Surely, they would understand. Without looking back to see if they were following or not --Levi was a Gryffindor, just like them, and House pride was still a thing for some people -- Daisy made her way across the stands towards her definitely exhausted, probably angry boyfriend. Narrowly avoiding the fountain of water that came crashing down on him, the seventeen-year-old took the seat next to him and extended her legs in front of her, glancing at Brent and Skylar before looking sideways at Levi.
Though she had been happy when he finished, and she was happy that he was here, there was none of that being shown on her face. Mostly, she just looked relieved, even through her small smile. And she was, to be clear, relieved. And mad that she was relieved a school competition to win a scholarship had ended without Levi, or any of the competitors, losing a limb or worse. Couldn't they have just quizzed them on Wizarding History or something? “It’s done, Levi. You can rest now.” Simple and to the point. As was the extended hand, offering him his usual post-challenge milkshake. |