Quilting Appreciation: LysanderRoxanne
Word Count: 354
Roxanne grins brightly as she plucks a card from the stack, holding it outward. "Is this your card?" she asks.
Lysander accepts it, looking from it to Roxanne in disbelief. "I don't get it," he says, showing her the four of diamonds. "That's five in a row. How do you do it?" He carefully returns the card to the middle of the stack.
"A good magician never reveals her secrets," she answers, offering him a wink.
She tries not to laugh when his lips twist into a pout. Most people don't seem to care for her silly Muggle magic tricks. Even her father, who sells the kits at his shop, just offers her a polite laugh whenever she tries to show him the latest trick she's mastered. But Lysander looks at her like she's doing something genuinely incredible, and Roxanne realizes she loves being the center of his attention.
"One more?" he asks.
She shuffles the cards, delighting in the way he smiles at her as the cards pass over one another. A grin tugs at her lips. "If I get this one right," she says, giving the cards one final shuffle, "you owe me a date."
Roxanne Weasley is not a bold person. While she's far from being a wallflower like Molly, she isn't the type to rush headfirst into things and openly express what she wants. Lysander makes her brave.
"Deal," he says, and the smile on his lips makes her think he'd take her on a date even if she's wrong.
She won't be wrong, though. Card tricks are the easier, and she's spent three years mastering this one in particular. "Pick a card, any card," she says, fanning them out.
Lysander takes one and studies it. Roxanne doesn't bother guiding him through the rest of the steps. He's sat through this trick so many times that it's a wonder he hasn't learned how to do it himself. He returns the card to the stack, and she shuffles.
"Is this your card?"
"Queen of hearts," he confirms, accepting it. "Still won't tell me how?"
Roxanne leans in, kissing him gently. "Nope."