“ WHAT ? ” apparent smirk that paints itself across freckled countenance is undeniable, the distinct upward curve of the corners of his lips visibly mirrored in the lift of her brows. lilt of his tone suggests innocence, perhaps even ignorance ; however, he’s acutely aware that she knows him better than that. it’s one of their dates that she firmly insists is not a date ( ‘it’s just studying !’ ) and in truth, it’s quite a novel sight - fred weasley sat in the hogwarts library seemingly doing his homework — and though he’ll ferociously deny that he’s doing it to impress her, stubbornly insisting to george and anyone else that asks that he doesn’t fancy the pretty blonde that he swears scowls at him more than she does smile, he’s also aware of the fact that that’s a bold-faced lie. lips remain pressed tighly together, albeit still stretched in a smile, if only to suppress the sigh that threatens to spill from his mouth given the chance - only she could influence him enough to convince him to attend a study session in the library willingly of his own accord. ———grin only seems to grow wider with every second that he leaves her in wait of verbalisation of sufficient answer to her query. he’s not going to tell her how funny she looks when her nose scrunches up every time she frowns at him like she is now, nor is he going to enlighten her to the fact that he was considering leaning across the table and pressing his lips to hers moments before she scuppered his plan with her interruption, no. instead, he’s going to mess with her. “ you’ve got somethin’ on yer face, els. terribly distractin’. honestly. ”
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