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Mad Eye Touz 
Plymouth put her bag over his shoulder and didn't mind one bit that he sort of looked like a purse-carrying girl. "Well," he went on, still clearly excited, "first - you answered like EVERY question. Got to see that full body brain working overtime, right??" Plymouth laughed and watched the blush. For him??? EEEeek!
"And THEN," he went on, "you know, the note thing. I might be forward in saying so, but I think I might have fell for you. Right then. Like, you know. Like I'm pretty sure we're really girlfriend and boyfriend." Plymouth thought about proving this with a kiss or something, but that was... too much. And Copernicus was there being a mood kill. And he had an appointment with Bridgeman.
Okay just a QUICK kiss. Plymouth leaned and put a little smooch on her forehead. "Um. Hehe. Sorry. I think we should go to the office now. Girlfriend."
Cela nodded. Of course she answered every question. They were easy and she liked participating in Professor Truebridge's class. Oh! Plymouth laughed! Cela smiled a little bit shyly and commented, "I like your laugh."
Cela's face fell slightly when Plymouth mentioned the note but she was soon distracted by all the things Plymouth was saying and the weird fluttery feeling in her tummy even though she hadn't really eaten enough candy for an achy tum and there weren't any exams or anything like that to be nervous about...
... so what was with the butterflies?
"I didn't mean to get you in trouble." Cela apologised, "I'm trying to be
good and not get anyone detention this term and..."
oh!
Cela's hand slowly lifted to touch at the spot on her forehead that Plymouth had just kissed. It was kinda...
... nice?
"It's okay." Cela decided, even though she still felt a bit jumpy about it all. Particularly about the boyfriend/ girlfriend labels. Hmm. Maybe she'd just have 'friends' like her brother because he was such a
good influence after all.
"Okay. Lets go." Celandine tentatively took Plymouth's hand and gave Copernicus a folorn little wave since he was probably still a bit mad about her passing a note in class and being a bad Ravenclaw and probably he wouldn't want to thank her on behalf of their house anymore.
But Plymouth thought she was brilliant. Cela gave his hand a little squeeze and shot him a big smile before leading him towards Professor Truebridge's office.