Even as she did it, Verity realized that putting her face down into her crossed arms was being melodramatic and self-indulgent. On the other hand, it felt really good right then. "Yeah," she said, into the space left in the circle of her arms. "I kissed her. Again. She dared me to. I don't get Slytherins."
Face still down, Verity pulled an arm out from under her head so she could twirl one finger in the air merrily. "Happy Valentine's Day."