((Mel-mun cleared my slight godmodding here.))
Newly Sorted into Gryffindor, Brice was walking aimlessly through the corridors, his hands shoved deep into his jeans pockets. He was trying to make a mental map of the place, but had to give up after five minutes. Hogwarts was huge. A part of him hoped to find Mel, to make things less confusing
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'Brice! Don't scare me like that!' she scolds, and then notices he's not in the Sorting room. 'Congrats! They let you in.'
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...and then a blush. 'Right, well, yeah, I do fancy you but it's probably not a good thing. For one thing, you don't fancy me.'
She may be fishing for a certain answer here.
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He blinked. "Whatever gave you that impression?"
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She trails off. 'Anyway. Lola's...she'd hate u--me, if I even mentioned it...'
Even soulmates can get things wrong at times.
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He ran his fingers through his hair. "Ah... I'm not so sure she would, sweetheart. Really."
Things would be so much easier if Mel could just read thoughts.
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'Seriously?' There's a tinge of pink in her own. 'But...how do you know she wouldn't mind? 'Cause...you're Brice...but she's Lollie. And...I can't upset her.'
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