 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Tamara deserved all the good things being said to her, Dynah knew this much. The Hufflepuff knew she was only having difficulties saying these things out loud because of the fear she harboured that the Ravenclaw would become uncomfortable and not want to be friends anymore. Then it was get all awkward and messy since they still saw each other around the Castle and at Orchestra practice.
Dynah must have died and gone to heaven because… damn!!! She honestly hadn’t known that Tam could be anymore cuter but that blush simply enhanced that cuteness. Her brain got even fuzzier and she found it difficult not to stare. It even took poor Dy some time to process the next words. The little faith that remained in her to not come across as a fool quickly evaporated; in the end, Dynah simply nodded and smiled since her talking right now was not an option. The wrong things might be said.
The third year was even thankful for the moments of silence that passed while she flipped through the pages of sheet music. Truthfully, at first there was difficulty in her focusing on them because her mind was all a jumble and a tumble plus there was still disbelief that she and Tam were actually holding hands. As time passed, her focus on the pages improved and she was able to recognise quite a few of the pieces. “There are many in here that I like,’’ Dy spoke up, absently stroking her thumb over Tam’s knuckles. “I’ve been trying a few styles and genres - classical and pop but I’ve been thinking of rock and electric dance music too. Shall we try pop together? Are you familiar with this old one?” Dynah pointed to Perfect by One Direction. She knew the melody and a bit of the words and was quite tempted to start humming. |