@Forge_DT A wicked grin curled her lips, her mess of chestnut curls creating walls around them as she leaned forward, her face hovering over his.
“You’d think your reflexes would be faster, Mr. Quidditch.”
Her hold on those rainbow strings and their hold on his neck loosened only a bit.
Thirty minutes. Thirty minutes she spent braiding those rainbow strings, the ginger haired wizard sitting on the floor between her legs completely unaware. So sweet, so innocently working on whatever it was he had before him. So quiet, so oblivious…she was going to wreck it.-
Silent as a mouse, her arms raised above his head, her hands tightly grasping those braided rainbow strings. With swift motion, she dropped her arms, the rainbow strings curling around his neck. She pulled back with those strings against his neck. Gently? Yeah, a bit.-
@BenAtwood_DT Hands raised to cover the blush upon her cheeks, Willa unable to contain a sheepish grin.
“I just-you know- and he— and I— and— you know?”
She leaned back into her seat with a deep breath like laugh.
“We are happy about this. Yeah. But.. if you wanted to rough him up -
@Forge_DT longer before she pulled back for air, resting her forehead against his.
“. . I hope you realize confessing your affections doesn’t get you off the hook that easily, I’m still mad at you.”
It was a near whisper as a lopsided grin grew.
@Forge_DT That kiss released a tension Willa had unknowingly been holding for Godric knew how long. As their lips met, an electrifying rush coursed through her, both exciting the young witch and relaxing every muscle in her body. She couldn’t help the smile as the kiss lingered a moment
@Forge_DT Because Godric knows you haven’t been serious a day in your life…”
A joke. Yes. A joke would do right now. Better than screaming in utter disbelief that this was happening at all. The smallest of smiles shined through the clear shock and confused expression she held.
@Forge_DT She could hardly think of words now, her widened gaze finding his once more as shock continued to course through her veins.
“You.. you’re serious?”
There was a hint of infliction in her voice as a flash of weariness played at her features.
“This isn’t some sort of trick?-
@Forge_DT laugh and scoff, Willa finally tearing her gaze from him, a hand raised as if to make a barrier between their faces.
“Ha.. what? Im sorry. I think.. I hallucinated. Did you just..?”
@Forge_DT Was she breathing? Surely not. There was no chance for air in her lungs. Her jaw? Dropping. It wasn’t often that Willa had been rendered speechless, but this moment certainly called for it. She stared at him, shock and awe and all. And then: reality hit. There was a mix of a-
@Forge_DT “I… I’m not sure if I do..”
Words were near whisper, depths glued to the man before her. She didn’t like that grin he wore, she didn’t like the way it made her stomach flip.
@Forge_DT As he stepped forward, she stepped back with weariness, a brow raising as she watched him- as if in a high stakes standoff.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She absolutely knew what he was talking about.
@Forge_DT She had been all of halfway across the room when she stopped in her tracks, widened gaze on the gingered wizard before her. Sold out? How—? George. That absolute codfish. He betrayed her. Hands found her hips, her chin raising slightly to look down the bridge of her nose.
“I-
@Forge_DT figure of her Professor. Her grin began to fall as an expression of shock and confusion graced her features.
“What…? What are you doing here?”
Her stomach flipped seeing him, a wave of nerves washing over her.
@Forge_DT Professor’s door before entering with a polite grin.
“I’m sorry Professor! I just had to finish my—...”
Steps were sure, casual as she made her way through the desk towards the figure across the way. Those steps quickly slowed as she realized that was absolutely not the-