(A/N): Hey Guys! So, I know I haven't updated in a while, but I've been really busy with my NaNoWriMo work. Almost 40,000 words though, so soon, I won't have to worry about it. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it's really fluffy Eleo stuff again.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Shari, Nicholai, Brooke, Mia and Quiggly.

Elaine

The mood the next morning was considerably more joyous than it had been the previous night, probably because it was no longer Leo's birthday, and he was back to his weirdo self.

"France!" Everyone turned their heads to stare at him, startled by his outburst, but he merely smirked and shrugged innocently.

"If you're going to keep doing that, I'm going to gag you." Shari threatened, pointing a finger in his face, one eyebrow raised as if to challenge him to do it again. "And don't think I won't!" She scolded, before walking back into the kitchen, and I had to hold back a laugh as Leo ran a hand through his hair, making it stand up on end.

"Shut up." He muttered, trying to smooth his hair down, before giving up after a few seconds, leaving it half in the air.

"Ugh, here, let me fix it." I sighed, giving in to my pedantic tendencies, reaching up and starting to pat down his hair, which, as I soon found, hated being told what to do almost as much as he did. "Merlin, how do you style this?" He shrugged, shooting me a half-smile while I fussed with his hair.

"Lots, and I mean lots, of water, and a comb. From there, it dries and just..." He made a vague hand gesture, his face twisting up in an adorable way, and I stared at him for a second, biting my lip, before I shook my head.

"Still better than James's." I muttered, and he chuckled quietly, reminding me, yet again, that he could hear just about everything.

"Yeah, but somehow even Sirius manages his hair better than James's." He replied, and I bit my lip again, this time to stop me from laughing.

"You should see Lily get her hair ready in the morning. She wakes up so early, and then showers, puts her hair a ponytail, dries it, brings it out of the ponytail..." I continued for a few minutes, rambling about Lily's morning hair routine, which often include some really bad dancing (or perhaps it was yoga...?), and Leo just nodded, listening and occasionally laughed.

"Wow, that's almost more than Remmy does." I glanced over at Remus, who was on the other side of the room, currently shoveling chocolate into his mouth, and I noticed his hair was looking really disheveled today.

"What do you mean?" I asked anyway, still confused, and he shrugged lightly.

"Well..." He glanced at Remus. "It'll embarrass him." His eyes lit up. "On the other hand...it will embarrass him!" He launched into a tale of Moonys' morning routine, knowing he could tell me without it being leaked to the entire school, unlike if he had told Lily, and by the end of it, I was reduced to the ground in fits of laughter.

They others were staring at me, but Leo waved them off, laughing himself, albeit quieter, and I stared up at him, still quaking with laughter, examining the wonder that was Leonides Judas Joannis.

His eyes were such a bright blue that they put even Lily's vibrant green to shame, his hair shining golden in the early morning light, still sticking up slightly despite my best efforts, his skin so pale it was like porcelain, though I could see the scars dotting the skin. Finally, I moved my gaze to his plump lips.

They were very soft, I mused, before blushing bright red as I realised exactly what I had just thought. We had only kissed once, accidentally, and here I was thinking things like this?

Although, it was a good kiss, even it was accidental. It was warm, soft and kind of awkward, just like him.

My stomach tingled, twisting together in a pleasant, and he smiled at me as he glanced at me, before looking back to Lily, who he had started up a conversation with while I was preoccupied.

"So then the pancake said..." I tuned out again, shaking my head at the loopiness that was early morning conversations with Leo.

These thoughts I had about him...I would keep them to myself, like the observations I made. Everything he did, those little quirks he had, and they all pieced together and made him, along with his not so small qualities.

He was perfect though, in my eyes at least, and I pushed myself upright, so I was sitting properly, no longer laughing, though my lips were molded into a small, amused smile.

I glanced around the table, watching the others as they laughed at whatever joke Leo was now making, James and Sirius currently engaged in a fight that consisted mainly of shoving, Remus shaking his head at their antics while he kept his eyes trained on Leo.

Suddenly, he moved his gaze to me, and smiled slightly as our eyes locked, jerking his head in Leo's direction as the boy in question grinned widely.

"He looks happy, doesn't he?" Moony mouthed, and I glanced at Leo again, fondly.

"Yeah. He does." I mouthed back, keeping my eyes fixed on Leo like Remus had been doing only moments before, and I saw him smirk, something rare for him, out the corner of my, and I blushed slightly but ignored him.

Who cares if he was my best friend? He was Leo, and to me, he was perfection personified, no matter what he had to say about himself.

He glanced at me again, before he noticed me staring at him, and turned his head as he glanced again, this time his eyes staying on me as he returned my tender smile, and for a minute or two, we just stayed like that, conversation resuming around us as the others tried to give us our space now that they were actively trying to get us together.

I blushed slightly at the thought, and Leo turned his head back so he was facing Lily, much to my disappointment, and everyone elses', before his hand grasped mine under the table, and my blush increased, the smile on my lips blooming into a full-on goofy grin.

My hand fit in his perfectly, and I blushed even harder at the thought that, perhaps, they had been made for each other.

I had a serious crush on him, I knew that, and he was holding my hand, my heart racing, thumping against my chest, and I would have blushed brighter, but I don't think that it was possible, as I realised that there was no way he couldn't hear it pounding.

He knew, and yet he did nothing about it. He gave no sign he had even heard it!

Was he trying to torture me or something?

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This chapter has had minor edits made to it on 29/12/22