Suddenly, he realized that he did hug Hermione first. Normally, he allowed her to do that. Maybe, he was growing up. Or maybe he was more comfortable with her. He gave her a brooding nod.
"Oi! Dont call me that." He grumbled softly. But he did truly appreciate her for that. 》
A small smile danced on his mouth when she sat beside him.
"Life."
He muttered softly, shaking his head and clearing his thoughts. He focused on her as his arm wrapped around her shoulder.
"What brings you to my thinking spot?"
Oh, he forgots the birthday of his favorite girl! Shit. He hopes she won't be mad. Maybe a sugarless cake would make it up.
Happy belated birthday, Hermione.
He wants interaction! So... he won't ask nicely. He will just accio YOU!
#HPRP
"Delusion? Oh, I am surprise that you know that meaning."
He took a step toeard the petitle witch, emerald eyes shining with confidence of the sun itself.
"Dont worry, I will be generous to share my reasons. First, you want to rebel against your father." She was a big 》
"And last one, I am definitely a 'good boy' for you. I am absolutely forbidden for you to touch. That is a fact, I have influence, fame and power."
He chuckled softly, preparing his last remark that will strike in the center of her heart.
"And you are not bother that 》
He was unfazed by her cutting comment, blinking slowly at her while he kept his grin. It was totally obivious that she was trying to save a face.
It was absolutely adorable for her to attempt to put him beneath her.
That thought made him pause for a second. 》
He had to stop that thought process because he was not sure if she could read hus mind. Definitely not at that image.
"Hmm. I dont know about that. I think it is very memorable for you after that 'passionate slap' of your, my pureblood princess."
He winked at her.
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