Hearing Stewart telling her about his future and his plans, felt so good, she liked listening to other people and their lives, their dreams and their hopes for the future, and that was just what he was telling her, she relaxed a bit as he was talking and smiled when he was done with telling her how he felt when he was playing Quidditch and how relaxing it was to be up there on a broom. "It sounds good, Stephen. That you found a place where you really like it and can relax, take care of things. I guess I have one like those two.. everyone should have, a place where they can feel just safe." She put some hair behind one of her ears as she asked him about the kiss suddenly, and she then got a bit less relaxed and she stopped smiling, as she heard him telling her it had not been a mistake that he had kissed her of all people that let evening or night..
Slowly she began to shake her head and she swallowed slowly as she got out. "You don't have a crush on my Stephen.. I hate telling people what they feel or like, and doesn't.. but please.. I know you don't, you just think you do. You don't own me.. I really am very boring and not at all exciting.. and.." She blushed, his beautiful, when he was saying it, made her feel so special and actually like she were.. well beautiful. But she knew she wasn't deep down, she was alright looking, but that didn't meant she was beautiful, far from actually, he should see her at other times of the day and when she hadn't make herself look pretty as now, or as much as she could. "Stephen please.. can we just not talk about how I look or how I am..?"
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