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LadyNerd 
Lyra tilted her head to the side as she began playing with a string of hair, twirling it around and around her finger. This was one of her favorite things to do while boys were around as she knew exactly what it meant and what it seemed to do around other boys. It was just her way of flirting...silently. And speaking of hair...
"I'd love to spend more time with you," she said as she began calming his hair down when she spoke. Yet another silent way of saying 'your hair is a mess, let me help'. "Oh I do love a butterbeer in the spring." Her eyes widened, her smile brightened. It'd been a long time since she'd had a butterbeer and just thinking about it, made her mouth water with excitement.
Garret felt like he was both seven feet tall and one inch tall at the same time. Caught between excitement at having her stroke his hair down and exasperation that she was doing exactly what his mum did whenever she saw him, Garret wouldn't have known how to react if she hadn't spoken and smiled at him in that manner.
He sighed involuntarily at the smile and the way her eyes lit up and just... her.
Whoops.
There was no WAY she could have possibly missed that heart-felt lovelorn sigh. But he could try to salvage this still. He could STILL make her think that he was a suave and debonair casanova!
"I like-" for some inexplicable reason, he had almost uttered the fact that he liked HER. HER!!! What on earth could have possibly possessed him to completely scatter his wits on the school grounds? "-butterbeer, too!" Whoooo, nice recovery, Crocker, "Willyougoonapicnicwithme?!" he shouted at her, completely ruining all his chances with the beauteous blonde in an instant.