damn. her gaze fell to the floor, a bit of a shrug rolling off her shoulders as he questioned her. she should have just kept her mouth shut.
‘ perhaps i’m just OBSERVANT. besides, you seem to notice my clothes on the occasion. just - shut up. i’ll help you find something decent to wear if you shut up, alright? it’s like i can’t give you a compliment without the bloody third degree. ‘
well. there was no way he would let that go any time soon. so she tried to change the subject back to his clothes, finding her way to his closet to look around for a decent top.
‘ do you want my help or not ? ‘
“ that doesn’t mean i REMEMBER them by heart. “
no. what he remembers by heart is the sound of her laugh
and the way her hair bounces on her back when she walks.
but that’s a story for another day. he allowed a brief, IDIOTIC
smile to curl on his lips before following her to his closet,
bringing his hand to his hair and messing it up as he
let out a soft laugh.
“ i do want your help. oh, guru of clothes lily evans, enlighten me. what shall i wear? you’re allowed to scan my wardrobe but stay
away from the third drawer….that’s where i keep my underwear. “
