Fortunately for Lizzie, she had no idea what was going on in Tucker’s head, and fortunately for him, it wasn’t showing on his face. From her point of view, her boyfriend was just confused, and more importantly, he was confused at why she would think he thought badly of her.

"Gah! Why would I think that? That's silly.”

Inwardly Lizzie heaved a sigh of relief. It was alright, He didn’t mind that she found him so… so… sexy? Was that what it was? She would have to consider that later.

You're not the sort who slinks around in broom cupboards with boys and I know that," he assured her.

“I should hope not!” She said. Though, she wondered what he meant about broom cupboards.

"You're more like to use that knife of yours on a bloke who'd make the suggestion."

“Indeed I would!” She agreed. Though, clearly Tucker himself was in no risk. Tucker was different. Tucker… well… Just looking at him, all flustered and flushed made her heart pound. She was so relieved! She had been a bit (more than a bit) foolish, and carried away, but it was alright! He didn’t think she was cheap!

"So, uh, I guess we're not...it's, we got homework to back get to? Er...get back to?"

“Oh, Tucker,” She said, throwing her arms around him again. “You’re the darlingest boy ever! I just.. I just..” Well she couldn’t really say it, so she gave him a sound kiss on the lips and pressed herself against his chest, squeezing herself to him, as if she could squeeze right inside of him.

“You make me so happy, Tuck. Ye really do.”

But he was right. There was homework to be done, and his essay to restore, and if they were quick about it, maybe more time behind this statue.

Grabbing his hand, she started back toward the Study Hall, her face flushed, eyes sparkling and sporting a big grin of joy. Her boy was so canny! He was so sweet and kind to her! She was the luckiest girl in Hogwarts, of not the whole of Scotland.

“So, Tucker,” She said, swinging their clasped hands as they walked. “When are ye goin’ tae play yer guitar for me? I’ve no heard you play, and I want tae.”

There were so many wonderful things to plan. And maybe… just maybe, she’d let him touch her tit again. Because, well… It wasn’t as if she’d let him do anything else.

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