Helga grabbed Mr. Longbottom's hands and allowed herself to be pulled up, the embarrassment being quickly replaced by satisfaction. She was no harlot, but she couldn't help but think of how the light touches might make Mr. Longbottom remember her long after they parted ways. Besides, he was her hero—or at least that's what she'd tell everyone.
"No lasting damage, Mr. Longbottom," she said warmly, giving him a sweet smile. That's how he needed to remember her... but maybe not with her hair everywhere. She did her best to fix her hair, sticking the hairpin through a makeshift bun. Fashion be damned, but propriety must remain. "No walks without wands from now on. Who would've thought something this troublesome would be lurking under our feet!"
"No lasting damage, Mr. Longbottom," she said warmly, giving him a sweet smile. That's how he needed to remember her... but maybe not with her hair everywhere. She did her best to fix her hair, sticking the hairpin through a makeshift bun. Fashion be damned, but propriety must remain. "No walks without wands from now on. Who would've thought something this troublesome would be lurking under our feet!"
— set by MJ! <3 —