it was possible she had mistaken politeness for any real interest, but amelia had taken to greeting the slytherin in the halls since their run-in. her smile chipper and inviting in hopes of building some sort of bridge for them to speak once again. tired of waiting, however, amelia approached one day after charm’s. her step light and arms crossing over her chest as she came to a stop in front of the blonde.   ❝ avalon, do you have a minute ?  it’s about--- the lesson.  ❞  the lie was very poorly delivered, and she didn’t glance at the peer avalon was with, hopeful that the invitation would be enough to pull her away from the other slytherin.  // @pvrknson