|Lee Jordan (riverlee) wrote in attheclose,|
@ 2011-02-20 12:18:00
|Entry tags:||character: fleur weasley, character: lee jordan, date: 1995 - 02, etc: backstory, location: hogwarts - grounds|
Who: Lee, Fleur
What: Awkward, post-Valentine-sending hitting-on.
When: BACKDATED, during the Triwizard tournament, February 15th.
Where: Hogwarts grounds.
Rating: TBD, probably lowish.
Lee had debated sending Fleur anything. For the one thing, it wasn't as if he'd had loads of cash to spend on it. For another, he was pretty sure she'd probably get dozens of notes and boxes of chocolate or whatnot. Maybe hundred, judging from how many blokes followed her around all starry eyed. (Which Lee maintained he did NOT do. He watched from a safe, non-stalking-area distance and was distinctly starry-eyed free.)
But in the end, he figured it was worth a shot. Writing the note while she was within his non-starred-eyeline was probably not his wisest move, but still. HE'D thought it was funny, anyway. So maybe she would too.
He was still not stalking her, it was coincidence (and a strategic avoidance of Davies) that led to him following her out of the Great Hall and out onto the grounds. She was reading something, studying he thought, but it was a rare moment when she wasn't surrounded by a crowd of admirers or fellow Beauxbaton's students.
It was as good a time as he was likely to get.
Lee was not shy by nature, but it still took him a moment to nerve himself before stepping out. "Hey. I mean hi. Lovely weather, isn't it? Not bothering you, am I?" He asked, all in one rush of words. He winced inwardly. Brilliantly smooth start, that was.