Romeo glowed a warm pink as Andromeda responded to his defense: he didn't regret for a second having said any of that. He should have known that she'd understand that he wasn't saying she couldn't take care of herself. Merlin, was he glad that she wasn't like the other catty girls. They took everything the wrong way on purpose, like they were just waiting for an excuse to fight.
Just like Sirius, apparently.
He heaved a sigh, shaking his arms out and preparing to do what had previously only happened in nightmares: face off with Sirius Black. It was not going to be easy, but it had to be done. He was not a coward. He was a man, not a mouse. Not a mouse. And definitely not about to be crushed under Sirius' Black's powerful foot. ..Nope.
callmemontague: My name is Romeo. Romeo Mathers. Just like you've heard every time I get paired with you in Transfiguration, when I came to the party, and I bet when you heard about Andromeda and me. callmemontague: Not Randy, not Ryan. callmemontague: And if you could stop being a jackass long enough to pay atten
OH DAMN.
He hadn't meant to send that last message. That seemed to be apparent, seeing as he hadn't even finished his sentence. He never intended to cuss at him! Oh Merlin now he was dead. He was just finished. He had ruined everything, including him and Andromeda.
Well then. Might as well finish it.
callmemontague: tion to someone besides your fangirls and yourself, you might know that I'm a Gryffindor, and I'm in your year, and I'm a person. callmemontague: And I'm.. crazy about your cousin. callmemontague: There.