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“it’s only about time, don’t you think? “
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“So do you think they’re gonna close the school?”
“it’s only about time, don’t you think? “
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“Sick? Why are you in this cold classroom then? Let’s get you to hospital wing. Atleast it will be warm.” she said with a slight frown before shaking her head, “I wouldn’t know. I don’t think he has even noticed me.” she said shrugging.
“ cissy, the birthday celebrant is in the hall herself. trust me when i say there’s no one on the wing, unless i want to cure myself on my own. “ he smiled nonetheless. “ and why would that be? is he blind not to notice my cousin looks ravishing for the night? “
☆¸¸.• ❝ genuine is a strong word. ❞ for a moment she just shrugged and placed her head upon his chest despite herself. ❝ SHUSH , just let me lay here. i do not completely hate laying with you despite any belief you may have. ❞
“ i’m sick and sweaty, with a high probability of ending up ruining your dolled up look. i can’t think of any reason why you aren’t hating this. “ he laughed, though nuzzling her in the process. it felt nice, the warmth of human contact, as much as he would ever care to admit.
☆¸¸.• her throat felt like it had closed at that term. ❝ i did not mean it like that. fucking hell, evan. ❞ bianca muttered despite moving further into his side almost to simply hide her face. it was more less humiliating for him to do this ( yet not completely uninvited ). ❝ don’t call me that. ❞ a forgotten note in the words she was speaking. ❝ you look worse than usual. ❞
“ was it genuine? i can’t tell. “ a weak smile played on his lips as he began to pull the blonde closer to his frame. “ i’m covered in sweat and my body feels like it was casted an incendio upon. i’ll give it 3 minutes before you break away. “
☆¸¸.• a short plea of a squeal erupted from between peach lips as she was dragged down into him. ❝ generous he says. ❞ a quiet hum this time as bianca moved herself just a bit closer despite her own threats of health. ❝ i have, uh , missed you. ❞ a voice that nearly as quiet as the rest of what she spoke. ❝ you look awful. ❞
“ that’s unlikely. “ evan mocked a gasp, as if surprised. “ are you mistaking me for the sex, baby girl? “ he didn’t want to discuss anything that has happened between them on a serious note considering how far they’ve come as pretending it didn’t matter. it was only a short-lived fling, he mused, though he would be lying to himself if he truly did believe in what he wanted himself to believe. “ i’m sick. of course i look slightly awful. “
☆¸¸.• ❝ evan ❞ oh, that was a strange word to say. ( for them to just refer with first name– bloody hell ) this time bianca cocked a brow to him while eyeing his face with a cross between a stern woman & a sly smile. ❝you would not dare. ❞ perhaps it was their past that made her believe that he WOULD.
while his attempts at shooing the blonde away proved to be futile, evan shifted to another mode of attack. perhaps if she realized how ill he was she’d take the better option of staying away– the blonde didn’t exactly annoy him, hence is why he didn’t want to pass on his VIRUS to her. “ i gave you a generous chance, doll. “ evan pulled her along with him, tucking her in his shoulder.
the sneeze is disgusting, but she has to smirk at the way it interrupts him; anything that quiets him for even a moment gets her favour. she ignores his taunts and pushes off of the door, taking a small step closed to peer at him an sneer. “is this the hole you’ve chosen to die in, evan? can i watch?”
“ you wish. i’d never let you have the gratification, “ he sneered before enveloping himself in the comfort of a big blanket he summoned, eager to keep the brunette away from his line of sight. “ go back to your damned ball, carrow. “
“Hey, what’s wrong?” she asked walking over and slipping in next to him. “I don’t know. It was okay."she mumbled bringing her knees to her chest.
“ just sick, i reckon. “ evan flashed her a weak smile, “ i assume malfoy dropped his jaw when he saw you? “
☆¸¸.• ❝ don’t be a baby. you will not die. ❞ this time she lifted herself from the desk to get closer. ❝ if the last thing you see in life is my face then you will be the most blessed wizard to exist. they will write stories of you , love. and i PROMISE your death will always be on my hands.❞ now just close enough to touch his face.
“ bianca, “ muttering her first name aloud felt far too polite even for evan. the bloke wasn’t used to calling her by such except when he’s being serious, and because his plans of making her leave backtracked, he had to pull his deadpan card. “stay where you are or i will pull you in with me,”evan fought back a sneeze, of which turned out to be a struggle.
☆¸¸.• ❝ shut up. ❞ bianca continued to keep her distance for the other student. ❝ i do have one to attend , yet i do not enjoy such things. so i suppose i might as well stay to assure you do not meet your maker. ❞
“ well, if i die tonight your face is not exactly a bad thing to be the last sight it’d ever see in this world--- “ he snickered, before sneezing once again. “ and also my death will be on your hands. good luck with that. “
painted red lips curl in disgust as a tired back rests against the closed door. “why is it always you?” she groans, knowing the voice instantly. of all the rooms alecto could decide to take a break in, of course she’d choose the one with a diseased prat in it.
“ is that your pathetic excuse, carrow? “ evan sneezed in the middle of his taunting, cursing to himself for giving alecto a reason to be satisfied. “ i know you’re here specifically to stumble onto me. great acting, but you could do with some more improvements. “
“Oh, I know.” Elaine mused, slowly entering the room with a proud grin on her face. “I heard you were sick from your housemates, so I offered to bring you some food. Naturally, and some tea. You alright?” she spoke, slowly approaching him in her ball gown.
“ ollivander, this place isn’t designed for any kindness. in fact i’ve cast a spell to repel every gesture that is considered nice. “ he buried his face onto a pillow, groaning, “ don’t you have a ball to attend to? “
“ I know where it is. I managed to escape somehow. What in merlin’s name are you doing here?”
“ isolating myself from the headache that is the humankind. “ he lied, “ how is your night so far, cissy? “
☆¸¸.• ❝ i am in the right place ❞ bianca murmured as she sat on the edge of what was left of a desk. her ball gown clashing with the dullness of a classroom . ❝ i can barely understand you, evan. bloody hell… ❞
“ i’m sick, “ another sneeze. “ so unless you want me to spread the virus to you i must advise you leave at once. don’t you have a ball to attend to? “
“ the ball is that way, “ evan turned to call out to the intruder, trying his best to speak coherently despite his excessive sneezing. he had somehow managed to cozy himself up in a deserted classroom by the end of the west wing for the night. “ you’re in the wrong room. “
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