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Violet sees him and immediately dissappears. Whoops, that wasn't the plan. She forces herself to be visible again and walks over. Non-chalant. Breathe.

She sits down across from him. "Hey. How have you been?"

The blush is there. Curse that blushing.

Blaise focuses on her. "Oh. Hello. I've been better."

She looks at him, frowning a little as she studies his face. "What happened? I mean you don't have to tell me but I'm willing to listen if you need a friend."

"I'd... rather not talk about it. Unless... no, never mind." He shakes his head a little and looks at her. "How have you been?"

"I've been good." Her brow furrows as she looks at him, carefully.

"Still adjusting to being here. But it's not too bad really. I mean I've made friends and stuff..."

She wrinkles her nose for a moment. "If you decide you do want to talk you can. Just so you know."

"Hm..." He sits quietly for a few minutes. He then remembers.

"Would you want to try out blocking those curses? I could really use the distraction."

"Yeah totally. We can do that...um...you wanna go upstairs or...we can go outside but it's a little dark or...we can do whatever..."

She looks down, realizing she's babbling and feeling like a ridiculous child.

"I talk to much sometimes."

"No, it's okay. Um..."

Outside, not upstairs, think of Ophelia, but we broke up, so what does it matter, but you still love her, but I'm a sixteen year old boy, for Merlin's sake!

"Upstairs is fine."

"Cool." She stands up, wondering why her palms were feeling all sweaty. "It's right up here..." She walks in front of him, head down, hair falling into her face. Oh God...boy in her room...oh God...

Blaise follows her into her room, and looks around. "It's a nice room."

"Thanks." The room is purple, but not sickeningly so. There are two beds. "That's where Turtle sleeps. She must be outside running around kicking things or something. And that's my bed...um...are these gonna hurt me?"

She looks up at him worriedly, brushing a thick strand of dark hair away from her face.

Blaise shakes his head. "I won't use the painful ones. But if they get through, some... interesting things might happen to you."

"Turtle?"

"Yeah she's a little younger than me. She's 13 but she's cool. We decided to be roommates so we wouldn't be lonely. It's kinda like a giant sleepover."

She sounds like a total geek and she knows it. "I'm sorry for talking so much."

"I said it's okay. And I mean it."

He pulls out his wand. "Shall we?"

She nods, putting out her hand and forming a large glowing rectangle in front of her. "Alright, let's go." She wonders if he's impressed. She still finds his wand to be one of the coolest things she's see.

Blaise points his wand at her. "Tarantallegra!"

[dancing spell]

She stands, looking at him from the other side of the mostly transparent glowing field. She laughs, letting it retract. "That was cool. What was the spell supposed to do?"

"It would make you dance uncontrollably. But don't let you guard down. Rictusempra!"

[tickling spell]

She shrieks in a girly manner and then begins to laugh uncontrollably. "Make it stop!" She laughs, doubling over. She continues do do the girly laugh shriek thing.

He can't help but smile a little. "Finite. Are you okay?"

She nods, still laughing a little. "It was like something invisible was tickling me." Her face is red and she's slightly out of breath. She sits down on the edge of her bed and giggles again.

He walks over and places a hand on her shoulder. "Are you going to be okay? Do we need to stop for the evening?"

"I'm good. But you cheated, I didn't have my thing up."

And then it dawns on her that he's touching her. She feels herself melt.

"You didn't play fair." She notes, her voice slightly higher pitched than normal.

"I said not to let your guard down." He removes his hand and steps back. "Ready?"

No. Now she was sad because the hand was gone. She could feel it on her shoulder still as she stood up, tossing her head to get the hair out of her face. Soon the force field was back again. "Alright. I'm ready."

Blaise decides to go a little tougher, to see if she can handle it.

"Stupefy!"

[stunning spell]

She can feel the waver and her hand goes a little fuzzy. "Hmmm...that's a little disconcerting..." She shakes her hand. "What were you trying to do that time?"

He lowers his wand. "That was a stunning spell. Don't worry, I would have revived you if it had gone through."

She drops her field, shaking her hand again. "It feels like it's asleep. That fuzzy pins and needles feeling, you know what I mean?"

She looks at him. "Don't curse me again til I can feel my hand. No more cheating."

She gives him a slight grin.

"Here, let me see if I can help..." Taking her hand in his, he waves his wand over her hand, muttering some words.

Oh God...oh God he was holding her hand...she feels herself start to dissappear and does so for a slip second before reappearing. "Sorry about that..." She's blushing, her eyes unable to meet his. Her breath might be moving a little faster too.

He looks at her face, then raises a hand to her forehead. "You look a little warm. Are you getting sick? Should we stop?" He frowns a little.

"No...I'm...I'm good..." Her eyes close for a moment as he touches her forehead. Oh God...the movement makes her blush more. She opens her eyes and looks at him. It's the kind of look a girl gives a guy she's got a huge crush on.

He looks at her for a few moments, then leans in and kisses her.

Once more she flickers out of vision but only for a few moments are her lips are still easily feelable. Oh God...he was kissing her...a guy...kissing...oh God. She doesn't know what to do as this hasn't exactly happened to her before. She stands there, dumb struck, but does purse her lips to return the kiss.

Blaise pulls back, and pushes a strand of hair out of her face. He just looks at her, thinking.

She opens her mouth but...nope, no words coming out there. She stares back up at him. He was over a foot taller than she was so it was quite a long way up she had to look. Nope, still no words possible.

He finally looks away. "Do you want to get something to drink?"

She'd been a really bad kisser. "S-sure." She pulls her hair in front of her face. What was she supposed to do now?

"Thank you."

He glances back at her. "For what?"

He wasn't supposed to ask that. It was supposed to be ambiguous. "Helping me...and stuff..."

She doesn't look at him. She stays behind the veil of hair.

He watches her. "You really shouldn't hide your face."

He takes her hand in his and gently tugs on it. "Come on. Let's go down and get something to drink."

She looks up, smiling. With her free hand she grabs her headband off the dresser. "A drink would be nice..." She slides the headband on, holding the hair out of her face.

"Let's go then." With that, Blaise pulls her out of the room and down to the bar.