Hogwarts New Stories: Third Year

"We'd prob'ley go on a killing spree then kill each other." She grinned

 

"Probably after we make out."

 

"Wouldn't count on that. Unless I'm p*ssed then too. Or we go all 'I love to hate you'."

 

"Then I would get mad and try to rip out your skull."

 

"Now that's not very nice." Conni giggled "Though, it'd be weird to be part of one of those realtionships... You know, when the couple hates every little thing about each other. But that hatred fuels the passion. Not quite my thing. At least I hope not."

 

"You won't know til you try. "

 

"Don't really want to. There's somthing wrong with the whole fighting whilst kissing thing. 'spose it'd be interesting, but bloody well creepy."

 

"I meant the passoniate part."

 

Conni almost instantly turned a bright scarlet red.

 

"You were handsy when you were drunk."

 

"I was off my face! What you expect!"

 

"Nothing, just remembering what I said to you in that bookstore in Diagon Alley."

 

"I was dru-unk !" She moaned burying her face in her hands "Not my fault!"

 

"No. Remeber about that vision. It was us about 16."

 

"16? Man, bet I was a right emo."

 

"No. You were really hot."

 

Conni cringed slightly.

 

"Sorry but I usually state the simple."

 

"I noticed, not one for waxing poetic are ya?"

 

"Not really. "