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It might very well have been easy for Jessa to pack up all her feelings and emotions but not for Julie. Her chest and belly were hollow. She wished, right then and there as Jessa closed the door (why, why why, actually, why?) that the two had never kissed at all, not even that first one all those years ago. Every bit of it had only led to discomfort, confusion, and anxiety and not just on her part. She remembered all too well Jessa's pained expressions.
But who cared, right? it was the past, right? It didn't matter anymore and they were chums. it was fine, everything was fine. Julie raised a brow, but didn't ask further. If the Ravenclaw hadn't given her a clear answer the first time than she assumed she wouldn't get it the second. Tossing back her curls, Julie forced her lithe shoulders to relax for they were as rigid and unbending as a tree-trunk. She laughed, more out of surprise than amusement, but the edges of her lips softened as she spoke. "Can you exaggerate when it comes to Gryffindors?" It sounded a bit like an oxymoron to her.
Shifting her weight, Julie turned her back to the mirror and faced the real Ravenclaw Prefect properly for the first time in actual months. She was the same, slim, elusive, and very pretty. the more things change, truly, the more they stay the same. "No, not at all." she quickly said, her cheeks warming as the blush of earlier returned in double stride. "I was... Practicing, but that doesn't matter." Absolutely, Julie was not going to stand there and explain she'd been admiring herself in her spare time like some silly 11 year old. no thank you, goodbye, so long.
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