*Wink*
…
Was his eye twitching? Oh, Merlin, his eye was twitching and it was my fault. Bloody hell. He was twitching his eye at me across the table. What causes eye twitching? Does extreme nervousness? Oh, Merlin, my eye was going to twitch, too.
"What is wrong with you?" Alice nudged me. "You're staring at Potter." I didn't respond. "James Potter." She clarified unnecessarily.
"I know!" I whispered back. "His eye is twitching." Alice giggled.
"Lils, I think he's winking…," she trailed off. "Oi! Potter! What are you doing?" She asked him. His best mates sat on either side of him, sniggering. He cocked his head to the side.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" I snorted. "I'm trying to wink at Evans, here." Sirius fell on the table laughing, splashing his goblet of pumpkin juice all over me.
"BLACK!" I screamed, my eye actually twitching now, "What in the name of Merlin are you playing at?" He stopped his antics.
"Hey, Prongs, look. You two are eye-twitching soul mates." I slammed my glass down, splashing even more pumpkin juice over the table, my miniature seizure now forgotten.
"Look, Black, as cute as his eye-twitching is, we are not 'eye-twitching soul mates!' Under any circumstances. Do you understand that? Black? Sirius?" I looked over to find him missing, along with Remus and Alice. And everyone in the Great Hall was staring, frozen mid-bite. Even Professor Dumbledore was watching with, what looked like (under the beard and all), a smug look on his face, treacle tart halfway to his mouth. James was staring at me, mouth gaping. I blushed. "Um… nothing to see here… continue eating." Ducking down to my seat, I put my hot face in my hands. Bloody freaking mouth.
Suddenly, the room erupted in laughter and whispered comments.
Shit.
A/N: Dear Lord, I feel like I've been cussing so much. I never cuss. And "bloody" doesn't count. I live in the U.S. We love using the word bloody. In British accents. Especially with my friends….
Fearless XOXO