The Lonely Wizard (Sharpi & I)

[Malicious Lullaby]

Seeing that smile, a blush appeared on her face. He was so cute. And her eyes hit back on his shirt that was opened and giving view to his chest. "Anytime." She laughed a little bit, squealing some as he scooped her into his arms. Feeling his chest against her body, her body against his chest, her hands rested on her shoulders and slowly a dreamy look came across her face. What a dork. Before he'd be able to see it though had he put her down anytime soon, she came to her senses. Her arms moved around his neck and she pulled back and looked at him, a soft smile on her face. "So you still want to walk me to the Hufflepuff to the house? there's no obstacle..." she sang.

 

[DarkRiffs]

He chuckled happily."Mi'lady, I'd be delighted to escort you" he said, offering her his arm.He was glad to make a friend, she seemed genuinely nice unlike most that had approached him.Most cases people only talked to him when they wanted something, which was generally help with potions."Your wand technique is flawless, I've not been able to shoot a spell off that quick before, you'll have to show me your methods sometime".A crowd had gathered at the strange scene, gasping and whispering."You should've seen it, she totally took em down in one go!" one of the students whispered, having bore witness to the spectacle.

 

[Malicious Lullaby]

Smiling, she happily toom his arm and started up the stairs now to go towards the Hufflepuff house which was about three stories up. [don't know if that is true since idk if they told the exact location of it. if im wrong, don't bite my head off please >.<] As he complimented her about her wand technique, she blushed a little bit and smiled. "Thanks. I don't know where it came from...I just know that it's unfair game if someone is attacked when their back is turned. So I gave him a piece of his own medicine..." She nodded. Passing people up the stairs, she was surprised to hear them whispering about what had just happened. Her cheeks were turning red by the second and soon she'd be a lobster. She was used to being picked on, not talked about in a good way.