She didnt know what she was thinking well, neither did he. Not really. So it made him feel slightly better about the situation even if she was talking about the hand squeezing thing and not the whole other situation that was happening.

His hand was okay though. He shook it out and stretched his fingers a bit. "im not broken or anything." hed know if it was broken he'd probably be on the floor, probably not though cause Beverly. He'd try to play it cool, some yea.

He was looking down at his hand again still and rubbing at it when he felt a finger go under his chin and push his face back up to look at her.
Was it possible to just melt in this moment cause that was adorable and took some courage! He'd probably wouldnt be able to do so if roles were reversed and all but he smiled at her shyly. "you... you didnt?" he was surprised and he wasnt sure why but he was and.... it was still warm... was suer coming quickly this year or something?

Fortunately she's never broken a bone, thank Merlin (dude loves her!), so she didn't know of the pain inflicted, but by what she's heard and read, it was a lot of pain. If Jeremiah's hand had broken then he wouldn't be so cool about it.

"Good," she said, "wouldn't want to have that in my conscience." And angry people. There were bound to be angry people if she ever hurt him. Not that she would.

When he looked back up, Beverly dropped her hand because it'd gotten shaky all of a sudden and it'd be embarrassing if he noticed. Then he was asking for reassurance. Thanks for putting her on the spot, man. She shook her head and was glad when her hair fell over her face. Because it was stuffy and her face was suffering the consequences of said stuffiness.

"No...it was nice." And she was back to feeling nervous. Awesome.

With his shy smile still on his face he just stared at her. Not in a creepy way or anything but more because he was intrested in her and what she had to say and stuff. "it would of been okay" i mean it would of hurt but he wouldnt hold it against her. Probably more likely to praise her for being able to do it. Hed broken bones bofore surely but none from hand holding. Thatd be onefor the record books.

And her hand was suddenly gone from under his chin...... it was weird to say but that was disappointing. He wouldnt of minded it staying there in the slightest. He chuckled as she shook her head and some of her hair fell down in front of her face as she responded to him. "well," he said softly pushing the hair out of her face so he could look at her "thats reassuring." very reassuring. also.... he just pushed hair out of a girls face :3.

This is probably the longest she's been under a guy's gaze. It wasn't weird, just new. And maybe even nice considering she didn't like being center of attention.

When Jeremiah spoke again Bev noticed she might have stared a second too much. Maybe two, or three. Blinking down at his hand (thank goodness for excuses) she grinned. "I bet that'd anger people though, if I'd broken your hand," she laughed a little. Maybe even a mob and maybe not so funny.

Beverly sort of froze when he pushed her hair away from her face. Noooo. PUT IT BACK. But she pretended it was all cool, even if her insides were jumping and behaving all weird. She even shot him another small grin. It didn't help her flushed cheeks, though. Or...anything. "That's good to hear--"

Oh no.

She was dying. Yes, she was. Her vision blurred a bit and she swayed. Apparently this was too much for Old Lady Wayne. Strange feelings, WHAT ARE YOU?!

"nah" he said shaking his head a bit "no one would be angry" who would care, really? Maybe the professors seeing as how it was his right hand and he was right handed and probably wouldnt be able to write his assignments and stuff. "no reason to be, really. " so she has nothing to worry about.

His hand was fine now and felt back to normal. my hand is better now." not that it was ever horrible or anything. But she was looking at him and giving him a small grin amd he couldnt help but chuckle slightly. "yeah well...... then her eyes crossed slightly and she swayed a bit and he quickly put both his hands on her shoulders. "whoa, are you ok?" it wasnt like she was about to fall out or anything he hoped. Maybe she just got slightly disoriented for a second.


Please be ok.

Well in that case she'd have to kick her own butt, because she did promise once that she had his back. That was an ODD image in her head. Crud. Was her mind okay? Jeez!

His hand was better now and back to normal by the looks of it. GOOD. No amputation needed. What a relief. It would have shown her face if she didn't feel so dizzy. At first that used to scare her, but nowadays it was just her body telling her she was tired and didn't fail to remind her she was old. Good thing there was Jeremiah, catching her so she wouldn't fall.

"Just a bit dizzy," she mumbled, rubbing her forehead. "It happens often, don't worry." And mostly when her heart was going BOOM BOOM BOOM. No fuss.

He was concerned for her, genuinely concerned. He didnt like this old crap and he wanted her and everyone else better already. mainly her it showed in his face as his brows furrowed and he tilted his head a bit.

Oh Cheesus, dont die, beverly! She couldnt die. Hed told her that she wouldnt and that they'd find a cure and she'd be okay and..... o_______o

She was just dizzy..... was she tired maybe? "are you tired?" he asked, his hands still firmly placed on her shoulders. He could walk her back to her room or something if she wanted to go rest some.

He almost wished he was the old one here and she were still young.

Josette glanced down at her letter again and bit her lower lip. She softly muttered, "My..father..he's been very upset..That I haven't really been...obeying him.." Her eyes still fixated on Vesper doing something mysterious in her parchment.

"But what if I'm not fast enough? ...What if I fall off my broom?" A slight tremble of fear in her voice as she asked these questions. It was very scary for her to think of what the worst might. What if she broke something? How painful would that be?

....Really, what was she scribbling down?

He was worried, she could tell and it gave her a sort of pleasing feeling in her stomach, as well as an uneasy one. She was probably ruining his day. Oh Merlin! What if he had plans and she rudely interrupted. She hadn't thought about that. Crud.

Reaching to pat one of his hands she shot him a soft smile. "I'm okay, really." So no freaking out because of her...though it felt nice. Then she nodded. "A bit. It's been quite an...eventful day." UHUH. Yep. Totally.

But was it weird that she was comfortable here? In his company. It probably was and she was over thinking things again. Not in a negative way, but more in a "I FEEL ALIVE" type of way. And she needed to think about...things. Nice things. Merlin. Her mind was exhausted.

She said she was okay and he believed her, mhm. He didnt even mentally freak out when she reached up at patted one of his hands, though it did make him smile a bit. She was tired though and he nodded. He understood especially since she said it was an eventful day which it was, very eventful might he add.

Taking his hands off her shoulder once he felt she was balanced enough he smiled at her, "that's okay." it was. "Did you want to go back to your room and rest?" she could if she wanted too, he wouldn't force her to stay with him even if he would like that. "it's okay if you do. You dont have to though it's not like I want to get rid of you, cause i dont, i want you to stay here.. If you want i just....." what was he doing? He scrunched his nose and shook his head a bit that was embarrassing. " i.. sorry."

Was he a mind reader now? Because she was just thinking he might have plans and she sort of...kind of...didn't want to head back to the dungeons yet. But his rambling...cute. Beverly Wayne rarely used that adjective to describe anything/one, but...it happened.

Then his words registered. Jeremiah didn't want her to leave. Oh Merlin. One does not get...giddy...over that. And a Wayne didn't get giddy at ALL. What was this SORCERY?!

Really swell sorcery. "Well...I don't have to leave...I don't want to...and - I don't want to get rid of you either." And just when she thought words flowed easily they zigzagged worse than a banshee on skates.

it was official, he didn't know how to word and he was just going to give up now for the rest of forever. Rubbing his forehead with his hand he chuckled a bit before running his hand through his hair. He'd probably just go back up to his room and replay the day over and over and over and over again in his head all night if she did want to go and all. He'd be okay with that.

Looking back up at her he wondered if she had really just got all giggly-giddy or if his mind wished she had but he blew it off cause he didn't want to point it out. In case it was his mind.

She. Didn't. Want. To. Leave.

:D

he tried really really hard not to grin and seem happy over her words that she didnt want him to go either but his face muscles won and he was grinning, like an idiot, Merlin kill him now. " i.. yeah? are you sure. i mean.. i want you to stay." ... could he sound any less stupid?

There he goes with the hair thing again. Beverly couldn't help stare a little bit. It was as if his hair had magnets in it or something. It was nice hair, so she supposed that was a normal reaction. When he looked back up she noticed he'd missed a strand of hair and reached out to push it away. It was sort of like deja vu, gender swap style. She dropped her hand quickly.

Next thing she knew Jeremiah was grinning at her widely like he'd won a prize. And that made her happy. Wishing she had something to lean against, she shifted for a more comfortable position. Which wasn't easy on these benches.

"I'm sure. I took a nap earlier today, so I'm not that tired." Not as much, but she wanted to stay. Curiosity invading her mind, she tilted her head at him. The question she was about to ask might be bold, TOO bold, but she was curious. "Why do you want me to stay anyway?"

How did that function? What made a person want someone else to stay at their side? Beverly was still learning how friendships or any type of relationships worked. Would Jeremiah have an answer? Give her a clue.

A piece of hair didn't make it's way back but he didn't mind cause that was usual and stuff, hair was always in his face and he was use to it. It did surprise him though when Beverly reached out and pushed it back with the rest of it though. He looked up at her and smiled, "heh, thanks." that was cute, adorable even when she pulled her hand back quickly he just chuckled lightly at her... adorable.

All these feeling were weird and he didn't know how to deal with them and he wasn't sure if he liked said new weird feelings yet or not so he tried to just ignore them as much as he could, tried to anyway. "these benches aren't that comfortable are they?" he said as he shifted slightly when she did. They were better than standing in the owlery though he had to admit.

"okay, as long as your sure." like 10000000000 percent sure cause he didn't want to make her uncomfortable or anything and he wanted her to go if she wanted to. He wasn't holding her captive or anything. He chewed on his lip a bit as she asked the next question... Why did he want her to stay.... well, cause he just did.. they were having a good time and all, no? with a crooked grin on his face he shrugged with one shoulder, "i like talking to you." he might of said that a bit softly but she was able to hear him she was sitting literally right next to him. "plus, i'd be bored if you left me now." he said nudging her. She was a non boring kinda girl, exciting in a weird way, a way he couldnt really explain but he just didnt want her to go.

"No problem," she shrugged with a coy grin. Of course pushing his hair away was no problem whatsoever. The nerve she had to ACTUALLY do it was more like, 'I did that, yes I did.'

So he caught her trying to find a good spot on the bench. A stone bench. Nice going, Wayne. "Not much, but..." An idea lit up and she stood up, took her school robe off, folded it, then set it over the bench. Kind of like a cushion. She sat on half of it. "Want to share?" That way both of them would be slightly more comfortable. Merlin she was so thoughtful.

Beverly grinned at his response. He liked talking to her and would be bored if she left. She guessed those were good reasons to want someone to stay. She sure knew she enjoyed talking to him. Beverly mock pouted at him. "We wouldn't want you bored, now would we?" She laughed a bit. Merlin she wasn't funny.

He thought she was just hilarious to be quite honest. He also thought she was the sweetest how she offered part of her school robes for him to sit on and as much as hed like to sit even closer to her he wanted her to be more comfy. "mm, no you use that part too." he said motioning for her to get up again. When she did he folded the robe over again for her. "there, now sit." she was the one with old bones and such. That still made him sad and he still demanded a cure for her. You could be sure that when a cure comes to them, and it will, hed make sure shed be one of the firsts to get it.

No, you wouldnt want him bored. "no, no we wouldnt." that little fake pout though! ..... he might of died a bit inside. "thats adorable by the way"



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He didnt mean to say that aloud............



Crap.

Such. A. Gryffindor.

Beverly watched as he folded her robes so only she could sit on it. That was really gentlemanly of him and...Gryffindor. Not that she minded. It was quite a nice act in his part. "But now you're not going to be comfortable." And she was sounding like a Hufflepuff, but not really because...well, because reasons.

She liked the fact that he was playing along and she might have even laughed because she didn't feel like a funny person. Apparently she wasn't terribly bad.

WAIT. REWIND.

He thought she was adorable... Like the way her brother says it, in which Kennedy's language it meant she was as cute as a kitten. Or did he mean as...well...as a girl-girl. UGH. What was she thinking? It was just a compliment.

Grinning at his expression, she nudged him. "What, my pout?" Because keeping things light was better than thinking too much and freaking out. "Like this?" And she did again. POUT POUT JEREMIAH.

He smiled at her as she sat down and shrugged a bit "no, im fine dont worry" she was so concerned about him being comfortable but she was the one who needed to be comfortable. Little old lady.

She was a cute old lady though he gave her that, He liked her personality most though. She was fun and cool and he liked being around her.

Asdfghjkl.

What was happening? He couldnt help but grin at her as she mentioned the pout. "yes that." it was cute! And he thought it was the cutest thing. He looked down a bit as he felt his face blush a bit before she mentioned the pout and he looked up just in time to see her do it again and smiled, a genuine smile as the blush stayed put. just like that yes....... " he couldnt even. "adorable" he mumbled.


Asdfghjkl


Girls were weird!

Bev grinned at him, resigned. Fine, she supposed she couldn't force him not to be so gentlemanly. It was nice, so she wasn't objecting either. She just wasn't used to that kind of attention. Well, from her dad and brother yeah, but...they didn't count.

It was ridiculous to pout so dramatically like she was doing, but it was amusing seeing him react. And she couldn't help, it just happened, a playful side not even she knew existed. She did not expect him to blush, and she knew he was because of the rosy tint on his face. UGH. How could he be so pretty?

"Not as adorable as that." Before even thinking about it, she reached out and poked his cheek gently. Then she realized she said what she had been thinking aloud and she couldn't rewind and take it back.

WELP.

Girls were weird and made him fell weird and awkward and he wasn't sure if he liked this yet cause it was weird. he chuckled a bit, mostly from his embarrassment over calling her adorable, out loud, something he didn't mean to do at all. but it just kinda slipped out and he was kicking himself already for doing it.

But according to her it was as adorable as his blush!attack happening and he poked her cheek. Meep! He grinned like an idiot at her again.. gosh she needed to stop. He almost could handle it anymore. "pfft, that's a lie." cause her little pout was obviously more adorable then his red as the gryffindor crest face. bleh

Beverly raised an eyebrow at him accompanied by another grin--her face was bound to hurt the next day because of the amount of grinning she's been doing. He thought she was lying?

Well. NOT.

Usually when she blurted things out they were the most honest of words, but he didn't know that, soo...shhh.

"Beverly Wayne does not lie," she said mocking a smug look. That blush was adorable, which was weird now that she thought about it, because whenever her brother got red at the mention of his girlfriend Beverly found it sickly sweet and UGH. "Besides, it was a compliment...it doesn't look bad on you." Not really. At all.

Her grin was cute. Downright adorable even. and it made him just want to smile when she did. but she doesn't lie... apparently "everyone lies at least once." they did. even he did sometimes even though he hated it it just happened. "you can't tell me you're perfect and never have." though, he might just believe her if she did... Might.

"that little pout was adorable" super adorable.. he just wanted to 'Awww' over it. Why were girls cute and why was this one like the cutest of them all and why were all these feeling things happening.. it was all cause the kissing..
Damn kisses

Brynn glanced down at her notebook as she caught sight of Fern's reaching hand then her brown eyes quickly snapped up, blinking at the other girl's sudden exclamation. Err... what? "No... NO." Ugh. Hadn't she made herself perfectly clear to Fern that she was just not interested in Kace? "I was just doodling.." Or about to as she hadn't really started. "See..?" She opened up to the page of the elaborate made-up solar system she had worked on in Astronomy instead of pay attention in class.

Brown eyes drifted back to Fern again as she remained on the topic of Kace and Brynn shook her head. "No, I know.. he is a loser. A complete loser." She wrinkled her nose a little. She wasn't sure what anyone really saw in him. Ok, maybe he was kind of nice, but not really because he seemed to like to string girls along and how nice was that?! Plus he was totally weird and any time she actually tried having a conversation with him she ended up being frustrated because of it. So yeah.. she totally agreed with Fern. Totally not worth her time.

Really, the only thing he had going for him were his... hmmm? She looked up again as the Hufflepuff mentioned the very thing she was thinking about. His blue eyes. He really did have a nice color there and she squinted her own as she looked on the girl with some skepticism. Had she started to say something..? Because it sounded like she interrupted herself with her coughing but Brynn soon shrugged it off and turned back to the topic at hand. "Yeah, I suppose.." Though she would disagree with that statement. Kace had nicer eyes than rain puddle blue, but she wasn't about to argue that issue, not when she just wasn't interested. "It doesn't matter 'cuz I'm not getting a makeover for him.." She just really thought it would be fun and make her look all grown up and like a teenager even before her time. "Besides, if I was trying to look good for anyone, it would be for someone more m a t u r e." She added the last bit with a knowing look as she drawled out the word. Never mind that Kace was two years older. She didn't like his attitude and knew someone of character would be more suited to her tastes.

Brynn stared back at Bart for a moment as he just looked at her and then down at her book, before she gave him a duh look. She could see that he was reading now. "No, I meant..." she began but before she could continue, he started to explain. The redhead gave him a rather skeptical look as he seemed to be trying to figure out what to say. Was he lying to her? She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her as she remembered thinking that girl in the corridor she had followed was being deceitful, but now her best friend too? This was annoying.

"It didn't seem to make you find your words any faster." Not when he seemed to be scrambling for an explanation. She tried to sneak a peek at the cover of his book. Was it even a potions book? She could tell he was trying a potion, maybe even testing out something new, but why was he being all shady about it? "Is that really what that potion does?" She didn't know why he couldn't just tell her, made her want to know that much more.

Grinning, she nudged him on his side. "You have a point," then turning to him, she added, "I don't want to be perfect. Everyone tries to be it." It was quite boring being perfect, and she's seen how kids around her age try to be these porcelain dolls of utter perfection. She simply didn't roll that way.

"So you've said." She grinned down at her lap. He was going to get her used to compliments. So far though, she enjoyed spending time with him. Jeremiah didn't flaunt his good looks or talked a lot of dragon dung. He was by all means of the word, cool.

Why did she look mad? Why was she crossing her arms? Why were girls so confusing and just getting more and more confusing as the year went on. Ugh now she was getting all smart on him. "Yeah well maybe it hadn't kicked in to start working yet." He huffed a bit and slammed his book down frustrated. This is why he didn't like to read, this is why he didn't have books around him. It hurt his not a bookworm image and now his best friend thought he was being a bookworm or something uncool.

He saw her glancing at it, "Do you need to find a potion out of it?" He snapped towards her. Honestly why was she trying to see the title didn't she believe him? He thought for a moment and sighed, "Fine I met with Culloden and he won't let me help him in his lab unless I take the book thing more serious. I told him I didn't read books because I never remembered what I read and I don't stay focused while reading. He gave me the potion to see if it would help." Not that he would know since he wasted it and couldn't read.

"So what are you doing?" Changing the subject was probably his best card to play.