I never knew it was so fun to shock the entire school.
You should have seen their faces.
Usually, this is how me and Blaise walk through the hallways (from opposite directions of course):
He would come with his friends.
I would come with mines.
He'd smirk at me and say, "Waste of Space" in that little whisper of his.
I'd ignore him and when I was past him I'd say, "Wanker."
Oh how predictable that all used to be.
Now our conversations were more like this:
He comes walking down the hallway.
I come from the opposite direction.
He'd smirk at me and say, "Scum."
I'd ignore him and when I was past him I'd say, "Jack-arse."
But I never got too far because he'd grab my wrist and pull me towards him, kissing me while running his fingers through my hair.
"We still have a lesson tonight?" he'd ask.
"Of course," I'd say.
And we'd walk off to our classes. Unless we had classes together, then we'd walk off to our classes holding hands.
Ha, the first time we did this, half the people in the hallway did double takes. I thought I'd only see those kinds of faces in cartoons.
I loved this whole thing and not just for the whole making-out thing.
One evening, while Blaise and I were just sitting in the classroom, innocently, may I add, he placed his lips against my neck and muttered, "I love Transfigurations."
Who wouldn't?
I know I sure as hell do.
A/N: So, that's the end of that. I really glad you guys liked it because I had tons of fun writing it. Thanks to those who stuck with this story through the end. I love you all bunch.