Lavender Brown (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} angustifolia) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
She pouted just a little as he touched her hair. A familiar streak of fear raced through her for an instant: sitting that close he'd have to be blind not to notice the scars on her throat. Yet he still said she looked lovely. The two things clashed in her mind before she forcibly dismissed the feeling, biting her lip.
"Well, I suppose I don't mind those observations..." she said innocently. "Feel free to throw in a few more of those over the course of the evening." Lavender grinned. "I might even discovered you're not just an arse," she teased.