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[lancifolium]

[ On a piece of parchment that falls out of the next textbook he reaches for. ]

I'd like to think maybe he'll think twice before trying to inch into my space next time but we all know better than that.

[mapmaker]

( He feels a little guilty considering he hasn't mentioned his future date to his friend, but James could do with getting his head out of his arse at some point. Lily isn't interested. They all know that now.

Remus is kind of glad for that. )

you never know, you could have a christmas miracle.

[lancifolium]

I always thought that my Christmas miracles would center around David Bowie, but if it means not having my hair touched I'm quite open.

[mapmaker]

me too. did you see the new photoshoot? i'd have blue tack'd it up if i was sure it wouldn't be defaced.

( She might just catch his sudden deer in the headlights expression as he realises what he's just sent. )

[lancifolium]

Y E S! Mum sent the magazine over last weekend. I really would rather like a satin jumpsuit now.

[ She's either oblivious or does not care, either way, lucky him. ]

[mapmaker]

( A sigh of relief was breathed this day. )

ha. you'd look great. fearsome and cool. like a romantic boudica.

[lancifolium]

[It's David bloody Bowie! She's got eyes and clearly he does too! ]

Well that's the most charming thing I've ever heard. I may need to sit down to recover.

[mapmaker]

i would avoid the sofa. it makes a poor fainting couch, and i'm pretty sure there's still the faint scent of dung bombs over there.

[lancifolium]

Merlin's tits that smells horrible. No more swooning unless you're around to catch me.

[mapmaker]

i'll endevour to do my best. although as i'm stuck over here and you're over there, maybe i'll just have to be less charming so there's no chance of swooning?

[lancifolium]

I wouldn't go that far. I quite like you as is. As my gran says, if it ain't broke don't fix it.

[mapmaker]

oh, well. then i'll keep going, shall i?

although now i think my brain is empty.

[lancifolium]

I would offer to fill it but I can't tell if that's flirtatious or threatening.

[mapmaker]

a little of both?

but that's just how you roll.

[lancifolium]

[ Internally keysmashing seems to be her life now. ]

I'm uncertain if that's a good thing or not.

[mapmaker]

you're a gryffindor.

of course it is.

[lancifolium]

Then I suppose the flirtatious threats will continue! Apologies in advance, I suspect I'm quite bad at this.

[mapmaker]

you're better than me.

( At least they're acknowledging they're doing it? )

i'm pretty sure i've misstepped the entire time?

[lancifolium]

[ Is this growth? ]

How so? I don't think you have.

[mapmaker]

i'm just not used to doing it.

or at least, having someone i'd like to impress with my flirtatious prowess. if there were a handbook then i'd feel better.

[lancifolium]

If it's any consolation we're very much in the same boat. I've been avoiding things like this, but I don't want to avoid you.

[mapmaker]

( He glances her way, there and then gone. But now his ears are a little red. )

yeah, i get that.

i want to talk to you all the time. no matter how often i end up tripping over my own tongue. i'm glad it doesn't make you want to avoid me.

[lancifolium]

[ Catching sight of him catching sight of her, she goes instantly red, which highlights the freckles brilliantly but also, in her observation probably makes her look like a proper git. ]

You can't look at me like that and say things like this! It's unfair!

[mapmaker]

look at you like what?

( The curve of a sly smile now. )

do you want me to stop?

[lancifolium]

[ So very very red in the face, but doing her very best to glare and hide a grin. It's not working. ]

You know like what!