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Astoria Greengrass (starmaiden) wrote in wished,

"Of course, West. He's my best friend," she pointed out, as if it should be obvious. She gave him a look like he was being dense, but her hand slid over and took his, weaving her fingers with Draco's. "I told him, because if he laughed at me, or told me it was stupid, it didn't matter so much. I'd just hex him until he begged for mercy and not tell him about anything any more. I don't need his support on this." It was left unspoken that she clearly wanted Draco's.

She watched his face, nodding. "It is, Draco. It's not a career, or even work, so much as.... a passion. It's like... I can pour everything into it, all my frustrations with things, all my fears and doubts and worries about our future, and the things we've gone through in the past, mix it all up and tell a story and be free of it afterwards." She shook her head quickly. "I don't mean I retell events we've been through, I'm not that foolish. Just the emotions." She laughed a little though. "Although I have been told that my heroes are more villainous and unredeemable then they should be."