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[mapmaker]

( He hunches over his parchment for a moment, considering. The next note she gets is still scribbled out in a hurry though, as if he doesn't want to stop himself. )

i think you look very pretty when you blush.

[lancifolium]

[ It is with the greatest degree of cunning, (so much so that one has to wonder if old Horace was right about the girl, she may have made a wonderful Slytherin) that a small ball of parchment, miraculously unnoticed but beautifully aimed comes sailing across the room, hitting him square in the forehead. ]

Say that to my face and see what happens.

[mapmaker]

( Remus' delighted laughter is sharp and sudden when he unrolls the paper, and it's only his quick hands that hide it away fast enough for his friends not to see. Therefore it takes him a while to reply, studiously listening to the Marauders with the itch of Lily in the back of his mind. When he does get a chance, his parchment is shaped like a plane and lands gracefully across the pages of her textbook. )

you're more and more amazing every day.

what is your secret, miss evans?

[lancifolium]

[ Ah hell, that's awfully dreamy. ]

If I told you, it wouldn't be a secret, Mr Lupin.

[mapmaker]

what if i want to know them?

your secrets, i mean.

[lancifolium]

Then I wish you the best of luck in your noble quest. Nothing worth having is easy.

[mapmaker]

then it's a good thing i'm also a gryffindor.

i've heard daring is one of our traits. might as well try using it.

[lancifolium]

Your enthusiasm is very charming, careful you don't end up in a body-bind curse.

[mapmaker]

i would never upset my lady's temperament like that.

[lancifolium]

[ And she's gone bright red again. ]

I don't think you could. You have a unique advantage.

[mapmaker]

in that i wouldn't dare touch your hair without permission?

[lancifolium]

And I actually rather fancy you, yes.

[mapmaker]

( Now he's the one who's bright red. )

good.

me too

i mean, i'm glad. it makes fancying you back less awkward?

[lancifolium]

You're a lovely color right now.

Is this less awkward?

[mapmaker]

i think you're enjoying this far too much, miss evans.

[lancifolium]

Maybe a little. I've been waiting for you to catch on for years.

[mapmaker]

( Wait a minute --. )

years?

[lancifolium]

A couple of them, yes.

[mapmaker]

i'd say you never said, but then again, neither did i.

[lancifolium]

I thought you'd notice much sooner.

[mapmaker]

i definitely didn't think you'd fancy someone like me.

but i'm glad you do.

[lancifolium]

Of course, I can see why you might think that, who on earth would find someone fit, smart and charming attractive? That's madness, clearly.

[mapmaker]

( Merlin have mercy. She thinks he's fit. )

you ARE trying to kill me.

[lancifolium]

[ She thinks he's the fittest bloke at school, get with the program Remus. ]

Well I'm quite sure I don't know what else you could mean by someone like you!

[mapmaker]

( It probably isn't very manly to hide in the sleeves of his jumper. So he'll try his best not to. )

i don't know what to say.

you have a habit of making my words leave me.