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Willow_Kovac While his body remained perfectly still, leaned again one of the trees close to the lake, Aaron’s mind was far, far away. Not only he had forgotten that he was still on the lake, surrounded now, by half of the Hogwarts population, but he was also oblivious that some little kids were staring at him nervously. The children had been playing with mud, and they had accidentally hit him with a little mud ball on one side of the right leg of his jeans.
Yes, he was very distracted, thinking of things that he should not be thinking about. Things that should not be on his mind on the first place.
Things.
If Aaron were being honest with himself -not that he was going to- he knew very well that the thing that was keeping his mind busy could not be called a thing, for it was the complete opposite of that.
A human being was not a thing, after all.
The fifth year was taken out of his reverie, however, when the corner of his gray eye, caught a glimpse of a somehow familiar looking, sandy blonde hair.
The Hufflepuff prefect. Aaron still didn’t know what were the reasons behind all her staring during that party on the courtyard. Not that he cared much; Aaron was just curious.
Or that’s what he had been telling himself.
But right now there was only one question on his mind; Should he go and talk to her? Now that her hair had distracted him, he was very bored, and there was no way he was going back to the Slytherin Common Room.
Then again, why would he go and talk to her? It wasn’t really his style. His style was more like ignoring people, and acting as if he was the most important person around.
He was very bored, though; Besides, Aaron had nor forgotten the, um, lovely blush on her cheeks the other night. He’d secretly enjoyed that, and perhaps he could manage to make Melissa Bruns blush again? It was worth the shot. Er—kind of.
Moving swiftly and noiselessly through the people, Aaron made his way to where the prefect was sitting. Eyeing her for a moment, with a little snicker dangling on the corners of his pale lips, the fifth year plopped himself right beside her, before passing his right hand trough his brown hair, making it point to all sort of random directions as usual. Aaron was too lazy to comb it, or anything like that.
Shifting his gaze to the girl next to him, he realized that she was reading. Why was she always with a book every time he saw her, eh? Who knows, girls were weird. With a shrug, he remained beside the girl, waiting for her to say anything.
Yep. Aaron had changed his mind; He was not going to talk first.
Charms really wasn't one of Mellie's favorite subjects. She found it a bit dull compared to Potions or Care of Magical Creatures, perhaps. So the Hufflepuff was struggling a bit to keep her attention where it rightfully belonged.
That's how the fifth year came to notice that she was no longer alone.
Gaping at Aaron (whose name she still didn't know!), Mellie wondered how long he'd been there. Surely he wasn't there when she'd sat down;
that would be terribly humiliating. No, she was quite sure he'd just recently taken a seat next to her.
Now, Mellie was wondering why.
Just ignore him, Mellie told herself, scrambling to regain composure. It was a bit difficult for her to look away, his eyes had this strange ability to hold her's...
But that was quite beside the point. Mellie needed to continue her reading and act as if this strange, mysterious guy wasn't looking at her. Stalking her, basically.
...
Obviously, it wasn't going to work. After a few minutes of trying to concentrate, Mellie realized this. She shut her book and glanced up, feeling shy. "Um, hi," she mumbled, lifting her eyes to Aaron's again.
"Was there something you needed?" A familiar blush seemed to be creeping up her cheeks...