She smiled regardless of the feeling that his words weren't very genuine. Nora knew that she wasn't the prettiest of girls or easiest to get along with, so she could--understand Octavius' shock at the fact that she was seeing someone. She hadn't had a serious boyfriend since Hogwarts, not that she was sure if she could even call Nico that, but she understood the--hesitation. She supposed she did, anyway.
Nora blamed her thoughts on the fact that it was Octavius she was talking to. As easy as it was to be his friend and to care for him in that manner, it was still very easy to feel like a schoolgirl, especially in a setting like this. Nora had a notoriously bad self-esteem when it came to dealing with anything but animals, so of course her mind flitted to the idea that Octavius was simply much nicer and kinder than his best friend, and was putting on a good face to disguise his shock.
Oh, bollocks, no, Octavius wouldn't fake anything with her. She was simply reading too much into things, and now Nora felt guilty for her thoughts. She pressed her lips together, knowing that they needed to get off the subject of her romantic life before things got far too awkward,
"There's probably a spare record player around!" she said, clapping her hands, "Let's go take a listen to the hits of '57, yeah?"
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