The absurdness of it all suddenly hit Hunter, and he couldn't help but laugh softly. Somehow he had gone from discussing Nabokov and Walden, to making pinky swears over the Hufflepuff dinner table.
"It's... it's just a bit of a teenage girl thing to do," he answered honestly, trying to wipe the grin off of his face.
"It's fine, I don't mind at all, but I'm sure it would look ridiculous to anyone else. Luckily, no one seems to give a damn about anything either of us do."