||[Jul. 27th, 2004|04:38 pm]
"Fancy her?" Remus cried, then looked around wildly to make sure no one-- i.e. Julia-- had heard. "No, I don't fancy her," he whispered violently, walking alongside his friends.
"I mean-- I hadn't meant to be cruel to her. I haven't been, have I?" He asked, a worried expression crossing his face. James and Theresa shook their heads. "It's just... I don't want to lead her on, either. She's perfectly nice and all, don't get me wrong, but she's not really... my type."
James rolled his eyes. Theresa looked smug.
"To tell you the truth, she's kind of creepy. Her and that great bloody bird of hers. One of her dorm mates said she has conversations with it. Plus, I think she's..." He paused, wondering how to phrase himself. "She's too clever for her own good. Seems like she's nothing but brains. Why she's suddenly fixated herself on me, of all people..."
He glanced covertly at James.
"There must be some way to keep my distance from her without being a completely awful person."|