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“Ah napping I see,” he laughed, pulling his feet back down and grinning. “I’d say I’d join you but I’d rather spend the time enjoying the day.” The thing was, when you slept late there was less time to spend while the sun was still late and Seungho didn’t want to waste a single moment of it. Although he’d already been out flying he was sure that he would be out at the Quidditch pitch again before nightfall.

"Yes, napping you see." She retorted, mimicking the tone of his voice before letting out a small laugh. Upon hearing his statement her head jerked to the side, her one eye closing in an attempt to block out the rays of the sun as she looked out the window, it really was a good day. Sunny with just the right amount of heat to cool one self down. Of her nature loving personality; Usually, Tiffany would be out at a day like this, but for some reason, she really didn't have the mood to face the outside world today. "And yet you're here with me, sitting in a corner separated from the outside world, totally not enjoying the day" She chuckled.

Eli was lost somewhere in his mindless thoughts when he heard his name being called. Picking his chin up, he slowly turned his face to see what was probably the first familiar face he’d come across since he’d returned to Hogwarts. “Hii,” he replied, his words drawing out long and slow for some reason. “Finally someone I know,” he mumbled. He didn’t exactly remember the Hufflepuff’s name but he did know that they had met before.

Her eyebrow immediately quirked upon hearing his reply. And her brain didn't even waver at the immediate thought that he wasn't at anyway near sober. Tiffany remained standing as he spoke, shaking her head reluctantly along with his words. "It's okay, it's . . uh,. . Tiffany - My name's Tiffany, we met in the forest a couple months bac- " She stopped herself upon realizing that there was no use. This guy was drunk. He probably won't remember half of the things she says by tomorrow. 

His hands instinctively found their way to wrap around her waist, pulling her in closer even though is mind was telling him to do the opposite. He hated how he had to constantly remind himself that she had a boyfriend — a good boyfriend, no wait, a great boyfriend that wouldn’t break her heart — that wasn’t him. His arms slowly fell from her waist to hang by his side when his mind finally registered what he was doing. 

Her arms remained wrapped around his waist, steadily, dreading the time when she finally has to let go. The words that fell off his lips twisted her stomach into a knot of unpleasant emotions. Fear, melancholy, and one that overwhelmed her the most, guilt. And when she felt his hands pushing her away, shame was not a strong enough word to describe how she felt. And as she listened, She could feel more tears tickling her eyes and her throat started to close up the way it always does when she gets upset. 

Upon hearing the confirmation that he does make her happy, Jaejoong realised that he didn’t want to hear anymore. He thought he was ready, ready to face her, face them but evidently he had been lying to himself just as much as he had been lying to everyone else. He forced his feet forward, taking two steps before he caught the end of her sentence, freezing him to his place. Everything he was feeling prior to that moment drained from his being as the textbook hung limp in his hand, eventually falling — not that it was on his list of priorities anyway. 

When he took her hands to his and gave her a smiled that seemed so genuine with just a right touch of shyness, that familiar warmth she felt at the very beggining of their relationship rushed through her. A gentle smile slowly surfaced on her face upon hearing those words. The words she thought she'd never hear but in her dreams. She thought it was sweet and at the same time corny, but really, when have these two never been corny and cheesy?

Seungho laughed in reply, sliding easily into the seat beside his classmate. “If you know, then why do you have your head buried in a book?” he teased lightly. “You’ll have plenty of time to get to that. He shook his head, reaching over to push the book away playfully. “Enjoy the time while we have it. There’s NEWTS and all coming for us later on.” He shook his head at the thought, he was not looking forward to that set of tests by any means.

"Oh so that technique does work" Tiffany grinned widely as she clapped her hands  once and before he could even ask what she was talking about, she carried on explaining "See, that's the thing. I wasn't really reading the book. Oh hell no. that's gonna take a lot of determination coming from a person like myself" She let out a small chuckle, "You see, I may look like I am, but I was actually taking a nap. Why do you think I sat somewhere rather secluded?" 

From another perspective, Jaejoong might’ve laughed. Might’ve laughed at whoever told him that one day he’d be sitting opposite the only girl that’s ever had his heart, watching her tell him words that he’d never want, or need, to hear. Might’ve laughed at the fact that none of this would’ve happened, none of it would’ve played out if he had just accepted the fact that there was nothing better for him than her. But this wasn’t another perspective and he was sitting in the seat, at a complete loss for words as he tries to over come the shock that had washed over him.

Upon hearing his apology, her tightly clenched fist softened. In all honesty, an apology isn't what she was waiting to hear from him. Tiffany wasn't angry because he left, just like she said, she understood why, She was angry because of the fact that he didn't even bother to send her even one message. And like an idiot, she still kept waiting and waiting. The reason sounded pretty selfish really but what can she do? She loved -- she loves him.