Ralph/Eliza
Ralph and Eliza liked to whisper. Not to gossip, or to make fun, but most of their conversations were in soft, hushed tones, mostly because they didn't feel the need to have other people listening in on them.
Like right now, they were in the middle of the bustling Gryffindor common room, but were able to hear every word the other was saying. Ralph was slumped low on the couch, feet resting on the coffee table in front of him, and Eliza would have her feet up, but only her toes could reach, so they were tucked underneath her.
"Do you want to go to Hogsmeade?" Ralph asked gently, pulling at a fuzzy thread in her jumper.
"I do need some more parchment.." she said with a nod. There was a thundering sound coming down the stairs, a seventh year boy leading the pack.
"POTTER AND BLACK BLEW AUBREY'S HEAD UP---LIKE THREE TIMES THE SIZE COME ON!" he shouted, and the rest of the common room shot up from their seats and hurried out through the portrait hole.
Eliza watched the scene with mild amusement, and turned back to look down at Ralph with her eyebrows high. He shrugged and shifted up a bit, eyes casting around at the now empty common room.
"How convenient," he muttered, hand going to her shoulder to pull her into a kiss. Hmm, yes. Very convenient.
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