August 14th, 2015
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Edward Remus Lupin was entirely convinced he had met the girl of his dreams. Like, the generic girl he fantasized about in between fleeting fancies, the sort of girl that was completely unattainable, the type of girl that isn't just a relationship, it is the relationship and you don't get anything else because as hard as you try nothing will ever compare.
And he completely fucked it up.
Victoire DeLacour Weasley saw a boy with a devilish smile who had no idea what he was doing, and she wanted to help him out. Especially if what he was doing was trying to talk to her. She liked that he wasn't taking anything seriously, especially not himself. She was too surrounded by people who only thought about consequences, she just wanted to make a stupid choice that could stay in its own moment. She wanted a devil on her shoulder to point to when she wanted to make bad choices.
And she somehow completely fucked that up, anyway.
These two weren't having a very successful day, all around.
