"Think that's funny, do you, McKinnon?"

"No," I smirked, "I think it's hysterical."
 
 
 
 
 

My heart sank when I saw the Professor's face...

This would not be good.
 

"Stupid git. Everyone knows you think I'm a tempermental bitch who has no soul."

"Exactly!" Black said enthusiastically. "And everyone knows you think I'm an arrogant, pompous fool who struts round the castle like I own the place."
 

He snorted. "You? You're not scary."

I raised my eyebrows at him. "Oh, really?" I said in a warning tone.

"Okay," he sighed, "you're a little scary."
 
 

"This is – "

"Your boyfriend?" she said abruptly.

"Oh, no," I said quickly. "This is Sirius Black. We're not – well, uh, we're just friends."
 

"Violetta Isabelle McKinnon, I'd like to take this time to say, with all of my honor and gratitude, that you were one hundred percent right."
 

Was he nervous, too? I didn't even think that was possible. But when he grabbed my hand and spun me around to the music, all of those worrying thoughts flew out of my mind.
 

There was a silence after this statement, but I was too busy dealing with the commotion going on in my head to notice. He called me beautiful, I thought wildly.