The wrackspurts seem to have infected her mind as of late ; thoughts fluttering towards the unknown, her heart beats an unusual melody every time grey eyes is greeted by the mere sight of him. It was odd and peculiar, and certainly something that needed to be voiced out, and yet the moon's lips remain unspoken. Instead action spoke louder than words, and emotions begin to unveil as tentative lips is placed onto his cheek. The raven lacks the courage to venture further and she shys away entirely.
IT IS AMUSING TO THE HALFBLOOD, the way the younger girl acts around him. innocence radiates in silver, and he’s drawn to it, he is, like a moth to the flame. head tilt sideways, lips automatically quirking slightly upwards, upon seeing her ; icy blue gaze watching mesmerized as fire from the torches dances in the paleness of her hair, giving her skin an ethereal glow. he watches her quietly for a moment, trying to commit this to his memory for later artistry. maybe, one day, he might even show her some of those. odd feeling, this shyness that seems to overcome him at times when it comes to the silver raven. unfamiliar, unwelcome. tom riddle is not used to be feeling out of sorts due to anything. tentative smile falters slightly as she keeps on staring at him, and tom, now kind of unnerved, let his eyes narrow in burgeoning annoyance. then it seems like luna has gathered her courage and as she step into his personal space, tom watch her intently, with bated breath, as she gets on her toes and press her lips to his cheek. his heart skips a beat, as unfamiliar warmth spreads through his entire being, for a brief moment he keeps on watching her with confusion clearly evident in pools of icy blue. then, with a minute shake of his head, as if to clear his thoughts, he’s reached out and grabbed a hold of her arm, tugging her gently back towards him. thumbs stroke gently over the soft skin of her cheeks, tucking strands of blonde hair behind her ear, before tilting her head slightly backwards to look at him, and with the briefest bout of hesitation he’s bent down and gently brushed his lips across hers, pulling back with a kind of smile only reserved for her.