| Puffskein
Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: trying to stay away
Posts: 1,368
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Elizabeth Brecker
Fifth | 
aw, i'm sorry! i'll update just for you!
so here's more! its real this time! 
though it is kinda on the short side, i just dont know where to end these chappies!
if you please, drop me a note to tell me if you like! it motivates the yucky typing i have to do to post more!
~lizzie
“So do you come out here often?” I asked again, hoping she’d forget my little slip up.
The bookworm rolled her eyes at my ignorance of her questions and obvious attempts to distract her. “I see. You don’t want to tell me. Fine. Be that way. I’ll find out, eventually.” She smirked, her eyes sparkling.
Then, almost as if someone had hit her with a memory charm, her eyes misted over and she calmly answered my question.
“No, not really. Just to… think. Get away.”
“Guess I’m spoiling your plans then?”
She surprised me by smiling at me again. Obviously the cold had gotten to her.
“Well, I couldn’t very well throw you off my rock into the blizzard in good conscience now, could I?”
I laughed again. “I’m sure you’d have no problems with that.”
She faked a gasp of shock.
“Don’t look at me that way Granger, you know it’s true,” I teased. Merlin’s ghost! The cold was getting to both of us.
A mischievous glint glazed over her eyes and I grew worried about what the Gryffindor was thinking.
“Fine, you win.”
She stood up. I felt confused. Was she leaving? Was sh–
“Stand up,” she commanded. My eyebrows rose slightly.
Then I smirked.
“Make me.”
She rolled her eyes again and grinned. Merlin’s spectacles, I loved that grin. It was amazing how it li– wait, no tangents! No thinking such things about Granger…
“C’mon…” she whined, which suddenly sounded very compelling, “You’re the one who wanted me to throw you into the blizzard.”
Oh! So that’s what she was doing. I pretended to pout.
“But now I don’t wanna go.”
Strange how true it was.
Only for the chapstick, right?
“Merlin, are you difficult. Changing your mind every second…”she continued talking as she plopped down on the rock again, except this time we were closer – not that it bothered me. I didn’t think it bothered her either. And for some strange reason, that comforted me.
“…boys. Ron and Harry are the same way.” I frowned. “Hey now, Granger, Let’s not go comparing me to those two! Our names don’t even belong in the same sentence!”
She laughed. Merlin I loved that sound.
No – no I didn’t.
Then she turned to look at me before responding. “You guys – Oh!” I heard the surprise in her tone followed by the laughter she had not even bothered to try and stifle.
She was laughing at me. Why?
“What?!” I demanded.
She giggled. “Geez, Malfoy,” giggle, “wh-what,” giggle, “what ever hap-,” giggle, “happened to,” giggle.
She was giggling too much. What was she talking about?
“Your mouth?”
Oh.
That.
I had forgotten that my lips were so chapped they were cracked and rough and ugly. For some reason I felt my face color.
“They’re chapped,” I mumbled.
“Well, yeah! I gathered that much by looking at them!” the bookworm exclaimed. At least she had stopped her insane giggling.
“Well, I woke up with them like that and haven’t been able to find any chapstick anywhere!” I defended, realizing only afterwards how uncharacteristic it was for me to get this embarrassed around a Gryffindor.
“Oh… so that’s why you follow me outside! You wanted muggle chapstick!”
Oh, Merlin.
She wasn’t supposed to figure that out.
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