"But you are one of my favorites. You've been since your first year." Aurora smiled at her softly, a lock of hair having fallen from her bun to frame her face. "OF course you can't tell anyone that. And if they ask me I'll have to deny it." She couldn't get that little smile off of her lips.
"It's bloody impossible to put on by myself. It would be like a guy trying to get in a kilt himself. It just wouldn't work." She squeezed the girl's hands, smiling. It was only when she felt the warmth of the girl's skin against hers did it really register that she was holding hands with her.