13. Chapter 6
I watched Lilli kneel in front of my fireplace and floo professor McGonagall. She was likely to be sleeping, we left as soon as possible and it was still early in the morning.
Not even an hour ago had she kissed me. even though it was just to show me what she saw, my heart raced and my mind clouded.
And even though we don't speak about it the incident that happened a few months before her birthday frequented my dreams more often than I'd like to admit.
I've a crush on her for a while now, but she doesn't feel the same. Besides she's my best friend, I can't screw that up because of a hormone filled crush. And even if we did date I doubt it would be public or for very long. She a Potter and no matter how much my parents deny it, deep down they hold some sort of resentment, after all if it wasn't for her and her brother the dark lord never would have been vanquished.
She shifted her legs drawing my attention to her, well mainly her arse sense it was the most visible part of her. Her shirt had ridden up her back, if it moved anymore I would have a problem to deal with, and I could see the tail, all four wraps, and most of the braids of the runespoor I had gotten her for her birthday.
In all honesty uncle Sev had told me about it and I went and found one. I didn't look into it or research it at all, and I'm rather glad I didn't have to explain its properties to her otherwise I would have failed miserably.