It was a brilliantly sunny day outside, and Molly was "stuck", as she would say, in the Unit Room, a common room established for members of all houses. She sighed and rested on her knees, and leaned over the back of the couch she was inhabiting to glare at Victoire and Teddy. Soon enough, a sixteen year old boy, Sean Furrowman, came to rest against the backside of the couch on the ground. He looked up to his left at Molly, a newlymade friend the past year.
Molly sighed again, now that there was someone to hear. "They're adorable really, but their blindness can be so irritating,"
"What are you on about?" Sean asked looking at Teddy, who was now tickling Victoire with his quill.
"Oh, come on, tell me you don't see it,"
"See what?" Sean squinted past the pair of them now.
Molly rolled her eyes and thwacked him on the head. "You dunderhead. It must be a Gryffindor thing. They're completely enamored with each other, they have been the past five and a half years,"
"Oh," said Sean blankly, now nodding his head. "Yeah, yeah I can see it now," Molly's eye twitched and she let out a frustrated noise. "Oh, please," he continued, "don't get mad at me now. You're a Hufflepuff, a girl, and your Dad is Head of International Communications or something. You were literally made to read people like an open book. Just because those two are blind-"
"Well Victoire has more of a clue than Teddy," Molly sniffed, returning to sit properly on the couch and crossing her arms. Sean jumped over the back to join her. "I think it's just men in general,"
"Do you?" Sean rolled his eyes.
"Yes. Take you for instance,"
Sean let out a "Me? What have I-"
Molly plowed on. "You're clearly over Dahlia, even though you pretend to still like her. In fact, you're practically in love with me! And you're so bloody blind you can't see what I see so you can't see that I'm practically in love with you too!"
"I- what? You can't- you don't possibly- I" Sean inhaled a deep breath and stood up. He held out a hand to Molly, who had gone a little pink in the face from her outburst. "Want to go to Hogsmeade with me?"
Hi! I've posted before but...we're just mot going to talk about it, ok? I have two much bigger stories I'm working on but occasionally I get some inspiration from other characters, thus, The Empathizer.