When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
How can we rewrite the stars?
For a moment all Hesper could do was stare at him as she processed the words that had just come out of his mouth. What was she supposed to say to that? He technically wasn't actually asking her if she wanted to dance, he was asking if she would want to if she did and what sort of question was that?! What sort of answer was he hoping to get from her? A 'no'? Did he want her to say no so he didn't feel bad for not wanting to, was that it? Or was he actually expecting her to say yes and- Well she couldn't possibly say yes... Could she?
If she answered the question truthfully... Hesper considered. She wouldn't mind dancing with Sirius if that's all it was. But it wasn't just a dance with Sirius, it would be a dance with Sirius in front of half the school and his father was probably around somewhere and nevermind the notable society folk scattered around. More importantly, what if she said yes and he didn't want to dance with her or he was only joking and he teased her for taking it too seriously?
Hesper bit her lip and forced a reply before too much time lapsed and it became an obvious hesitation. You can if you want to. She gave a barely perceptible shrug as she tried to seem like the epitome of nonchalance - as she did so she found herself questioning why she even needed to affect the nonchalance in the first place.
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