He hadn't gotten very far, and now she was already wanting it to be over. He didn't miss the pinkness in her cheeks, but he didn't think about it too deeply. Who wouldn't be embarrassed by having someone tell them about their strengths and flaws, especially when it was so accurate? He'd always maintained a healthy amount of suspicion towards Divination class, but this was one of those rare occasions where everything seemed spot-on. He had everything he needed for the hand shape, texture, and heart line sections, but was missing a lot of the information needed for the assignment. He concealed his book with his free hand and crumbled the checklist in another moment. He'd figure it out.
He allowed her hand to slip out of his and nodded. "Yeah, I'll deal with the rest. I didn't mean to bother you," he said, though he couldn't muster a smile beyond the disappointed half-smile he managed. Professor Shacklebolt wouldn't be able to examine Sloane's hand herself, so she'd never know if everything he wrote was accurate or fabricated. Besides, he could just read through the book and pick out descriptions that best fit Sloane.
He allowed her hand to slip out of his and nodded. "Yeah, I'll deal with the rest. I didn't mean to bother you," he said, though he couldn't muster a smile beyond the disappointed half-smile he managed. Professor Shacklebolt wouldn't be able to examine Sloane's hand herself, so she'd never know if everything he wrote was accurate or fabricated. Besides, he could just read through the book and pick out descriptions that best fit Sloane.
