Oh, Merlin's beard. He knows poetry, too? I don't know if I can take it.
[Ginny affects the most ridiculous, breathless voice when she says this, and goes as far as swooning almost bonelessly over the wall, a hand pressed to her heart. She can be quite the little actress when she needs or wants to be (see: garroting gas and Ron failing spectacularly at Quidditch), and right now, it fits. She holds that successfully for maybe five seconds before dissolving into laughter, and she rocks back up into a sit with a swing of her legs, grinning widely back.]
I don't fancy being a damsel in distress at all. It doesn't suit me, just like I'm not so sure being a knight suits you. [Her eyes rove his frame once, and she adds,] I can't imagine you in armour.
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[Ginny affects the most ridiculous, breathless voice when she says this, and goes as far as swooning almost bonelessly over the wall, a hand pressed to her heart. She can be quite the little actress when she needs or wants to be (see: garroting gas and Ron failing spectacularly at Quidditch), and right now, it fits. She holds that successfully for maybe five seconds before dissolving into laughter, and she rocks back up into a sit with a swing of her legs, grinning widely back.]
I don't fancy being a damsel in distress at all. It doesn't suit me, just like I'm not so sure being a knight suits you. [Her eyes rove his frame once, and she adds,] I can't imagine you in armour.