It wasn't at all difficult, in Lyra's opinion, to tell when Draco was uncomfortable. Only then did she bother looking at him more closely; up until that moment she had been profoundly focused on her own needs, her own tragedies.
After another beat of contemplation, Lyra adopted a fiendishly impressed sort of grin and then threw her arms around Draco's shoulders, hugging him rather fiercely. "You've got it in you, you know," she insisted before he could shove her away in anticipated disgust.
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Date: 2008-12-11 07:39 am (UTC)After another beat of contemplation, Lyra adopted a fiendishly impressed sort of grin and then threw her arms around Draco's shoulders, hugging him rather fiercely. "You've got it in you, you know," she insisted before he could shove her away in anticipated disgust.