Gideon almost let out a sigh of relief when Selina assured him that she didn't want to forget him or just what had happened since they met. And it was a relief and one worry of his mind. He watched as she blushed and dropped her gaze, waiting to see what else might develop but she remained quiet as if still unsure of things and it felt like they would just continue to slip back into an uncertain slope if one of them didn't stand up and act.

"Then I'm taking the first step, for both of us. I want ye," he remarked before shaking his head realizing how it sounded. "I mean I LIKE ye...and I want to give this..." he added motioning around them with his hands absently, "a try. But I dunna want to pressure ye if you dunna want to as well."

There...he had admitted it.

And as brave as he was at times, fitting into his house, Gideon had to admit he was doubly afraid at this moment. Did he just make a mistake? Did Selina want to give it a try as well? The quaffle was in her court sort of speak and he anxiously awaited some sort of response.

Selina eyed him curiously- he wanted her? Seriously, did that just come out of his mouth? But then he fumbled, in a very Gideon Gert fashion, to explain himself further. As he explained to her that he wanted this, as in the two of them, she swore her heart stopped momentarily.

She had been avoiding him for just this purpose. All of her careful planning flew out the window when he said those words to her just like she knew they would, that was why she was avoiding him. Now he had handed off all of the weight of their relationship to her, it was lady's choice. Sneaky little prat. She didn't know how to even begin to respond. All of the voices in her head were telling her different things and she was not sure which one was the appropriate response. But then one small voice was pushing through the crowd of voices screaming to be heard. It came not from her head, no, from much deeper...

"Okay," she said softly. So soft she herself had to think twice to check she really had just said what she thought she said. She cleared her throat and repeated a little louder, "Yes, alright. I wanna try this too... just..." she hitched her breath and continued, "just promise we will not change? I like you as you are right now and I'm sorry I avoided you. I was just scared; merlin, I'm still scared. This is all new for me."

There was a lot at stake and she had no idea where to even begin. She just knew that she had to listen to that little voice that was not in her head.

Her eyeing him wasn't helping his nerves at all and Gideon bit the inside of his cheek as his feet absently shuffled to pass the time. And however long it took Selina to finally speak, it was like it was taking forever and he guess he couldn't blame her. They had been hesitant to claim whatever was between them as anything. For one of them to admit it took guts, for the other to return the feeling, meant there was no going back. When he barely heard her quiet okay, Gideon let out a breathe he hadn't even known he had been holding.

Taking a hold of her hand, well both hands, much like she herself had taken one of his at the quiiditch match, he intertwined their hands for a moment before speaking. "I...Gideon Gavin Gert promise tae ensure 'at whatever happens we will always be friends." His accent was clearer then it had been when they first had started showing he was calmer now. That being said, Gideon lifted their connect hands and raised hers to his lips to grace a kiss upon them and then lowered them once more.

"I dunna want to lose that anymore then ye do Selina," he said as he finally get go of at least one hand. "And appology accepted. I'da be the same way, we just cunna both be else we'd be miserable."

Selina heard the faintest of breath escape from Gideon. Her eyes shot up to his when he made that noise and then she looked at him. It was the first time she had properly looked at him for days. Merlin, how she had missed just looking at him. They had grown so close since they had met that the sight of him made her relaxed. She had been on edge avoiding him and she hadn't even noticed it.

When he grabbed her hands she suddenly grew panicked until he brought her hands up to his lips and kissed them. She blushed at the touch and chewed on her bottom lip. That was when she realized how funny they were. Gideon Gert, Selina Skylar, the pair of them. The two of them had never been conventional. They flirted through fighting, they kissed before properly liking one another, they hung out all of the time and tickled, they kissed some more and now they were dating. It was like they did everything backwards, but who said conventional was their style.

He let go of her one hand and her eyes drifted to their hands for a moment. Then her eyes drifted back up to his face and she smiled at him, "As long as you promise. And I promise that no matter what happens we will be friends, always."

Then Selina started to laugh, "Oh merlin... we're dating. That's hard to wrap my head around, Gertie."

Isobel was amused by the painting. It was mostly the name that amused her, but also the painting itself. Trolls were not very good dancers. She thought Barnabus should just give up, but it did not look like he was going to anytime soon. She had Roza in her hand, and Star at her feet as she walked by. She stopped in front of the portrait and looked at it for a moment.

"Roza, meet Barnabus." She studied the egg for a moment, but nothing about her changed. Isobel thought Roza needed a boyfriend, but a painting was not a good choice. She needed to find someone else with a boy egg. Well, a male inside the egg. But they would not know until the egg hatched, and she had no idea when that would be. It would be really weird if Roza was a boy. Isobel would have to rename her if that was the case.

"Roza, you're hot," Isobel said. She had come in from outside not too long ago. Isobel was just wandering the castle; avoiding her homework and studying. Sometimes if it was cold out she felt extra hot when she went back inside. Maybe that was Roza's problem. Or maybe she just like the outside better, and did not like the warm temperature inside. Nevertheless, Isobel took out her wand. She made a swish and tapped Roza. "Argentum Frigidus," she said clearly. She had nothing to set Roza on, so she had just left her in her hand. It had worked though, Isobel immideately felt Roza cooling off, and she smiled with satisfaction.

Violet had climbed all the way up to the Seventh Floor to try to get away from her nosy housemates. She had her egg, Lewis, safely stowed in her inner pocket, but she really needed to give it a good polish and every time she tried to do it in the dorm or in the Common Room, some interfering Slytherin was sure to show up and bother her. She had been walking back and forth along this section of the corridor, trying not to look at the extremely ridiculous tapestry hanging on the wall next to her, pondering where she could find a nice, quiet place to sit for a while and work on her Charms project.

Suddenly she noticed a door on the wall across from the tapestry, a door she could have sworn wasn't there before. Curious, but cautious, she walked over to it and gingerly turned the handle.