Who Poppy Caxton and Colin Creevey What Breaking up, I suppose. When Wednesday afternoon Where Corridor Rating Probably low.
It was hard not to worry a little bit about the fact that Colin wanted to talk to her. With everything that was going on, specifically in reference to Muggleborns, there were easily a million things that Creevey could want to say to her and she didn't have the slightest idea what any of them might be--which only made the situation worse.
After she'd eaten her lunch, she made eyes at the Gryffindor table until she caught Creevey's attention. She was maybe just a little bit impatient, but she imagined that was how just about everyone was when they heard the words 'could I talk to you'.
The last thing on her mind, of course, was that this had anything to do with their relationship. Everything on that front seemed to be going just fine. Sure they were probably more friendly than they were touchy-feely and they weren't snogging the way that some of Poppy's friends went on about snogging but she really wasn't interested in that kind of thing. She'd much rather just hang around Colin or practice charms and defensive spells. It was, in her mind, a perfectly comfortable kind of friendship, sure, but they kissed sometimes and that made it something else.
Arms crossed, she shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she waited for Colin to join her in the corridor just outside the Great Hall.