Libby Reynolds: I love you a million Swedish Fish.
Daphne Reynolds: I love you a million red M&M's.
~What a Girl Wants
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Parvati writes in underline (and one line italics) * Seamus writes in bold:
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Sometimes, they pass notes during History of Magic. It's so very boring, anyway. Parvati sits next to Lavender and Seamus sits next to Dean. The desks are littered with ink spots and carved in names of students long past. Sometimes they get caught passing notes, but usually they're pretty sly about it.
It's usually old parchment, or pieces of ripped up parchment from old reading assignments. They don't talk about much. He writes with a feathered quill and expensive jade ink, his handwriting is a mess of ink-spots and cursive. Her inkwell is dark purple and her quill was passed down from her Mother, it's very old. Her handwriting is neat and compact.
Hey Seamus. Tell Dean thank you for being such a good sport. Binn's is going on and on, these lectures are so boring!Take notes, Parvati. I am. And I won't let you copy mine again! Be a good little girl!
I'm thirteen! And you always let me copy your notes you know it too. School isn't my thing, Seamus. I'm not brilliant, and I never will be.
What'd you get on the exam?
Fifteen out of forty-five.
That's awful.
Get over it. I hadn't any time to study...
You had time to gossip with Lavender and kiss Davis and drink butterbeer and play cards!
That's different. And we weren't kissing anyway, Seamus.
That makes no sense. And you were, anyway!
Yes it does make sense and there has been no snogging with Davis. He wants to get to know me. You just don't understand, Seamus. You know you're smart…everyone knows you're smart. You think people expect me to be smart? Yeah right. Anyway, how did you do my little genius? I hope you did alright you were studying the whole night! No sleep! It's awful, Seamus.
I got a forty-three. And I expect you to do well! You're quite smart, Parvati. And Parvati, I'm sure he wants to "get to know you" too!
Well. That's good. Don't flatter me, Seamus. He isn't some disgusting young man.
If you say so. You ought to see the way he looks at you though. Anyway, did you hear what Binn's just said? The Minister of Magic used to insist that his secretary bring him five peppermint toads, three sugar quills, one and a HALF chocolate frogs and nine licorice wands every morning at seven. Ha. How fascinating.
I didn't hear him. I was too busy writing and Lavender says that you need to mind your own business about my grades. See, she gets it!
You really need to work on those marks. Let me remind you that Lavender also can't tell a carrot from an apple.
One time! Will you ever forgive her for that? And, don't tell me what to do, Seamus.
Number one, no and number two, someone's got to do it!
No they don't!
Anyway.
Yeah. ANYWAY.
Put it away, put it away, he's glaring at us!
So?Put it away!
Fine! Love you. XOXOXO!
Love you too. XOXOXO. See you after class?
Always.
The note is quickly stashed in between the pages of her copy of Hogwarts a History. Sometimes she looks at it.
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