Originally Posted by ImAGrape

Fallon smiled when Aaron came and sat by her. "I know! It's so awesome! Everyone else better watch themselves." She said giggling. She looked over at Evan and noticed Lyra was sitting next to him. She could feel the jealousy brewing up again. She turned back to her friends and said, "I'm gonna go sit by Evan for a bit." She was about to walk over there when she remembered something. "Oh, and I have to tell you guys something later involving Evan and me."

With that, Fallon grinned and walked over to where Evan and Lyra were sitting. She layed down on the other side of Evan on her stomach. "Hey. Sorry, had to tell them something. Guess what? I made the quidditch team!" She said excitedly to Evan. She knew he really wasn't that into it, but she was and they were dating knew, so it would only be right to tell him.

She then turned back to the story for only a moment. Lyra better not get any ideas. Fallon thought trying her hardest not to glare at the girl on the other side of Evan.

Originally Posted by Deniiz

Evan too blushed fiercefully when the professor talked to them directly. He had no intention to interrupt the story. His brain was frozen with shame when Lyra managed to say no. Relieve. Thank God her brain was stronger than his.

He felt sorry for the princess, she was blinded with jealousy! Aww. But she had to get over it too. He started to listen more intently now that a basilisk was involved. Wicked cool! But then again, could you expect less from a wizard story? He chuckled softly, trying to make as little voice as he could. But then looked bug-eyed. She would steal her best friend's husband! He almost gasped at the princess order, when something came and made noise. He grudginly turned to that way, and saw it was Fallon. His expression was immediately soft again, and he wondered why she hadn't... Oh, she had to tell something. Riight. He wondered what that "thing" was, but didn't dare to talk, he didn't want to, anyway.

But he was disturbed again, now by the idea of Fallon flying up there, trying not to fall down. And the chasers were the targets! He opened his mouth to beg, but saw she was really happy. Sigh. He forced a smile and shh'ed her, pointing at the professor. "Later." he said and once again turned back at the story. She too didn't care him at first, after all. He too wouldn't. Almost fighting in his brain to erase the images of a falling-down Fallon from a broomstick, he once again went away to the princess' castle.