RP

[Ginny Weasly]

She looked at him, blinking.
"Why couldn't I define you as a friend?" She asked, softly.

[Xaver]

"People usually find it wiser not to," he said, shrugging. "I can be a hassle, you know."
He almost grinned.

[Ginny Weasly]

"You've heard of Kiara? Of Lavender, of Max? They are my friends." She said, watching him.

[Xaver]

"I might have heard of them. I don't doubt you're real close. Just saying, it would never bother me if you unloaded once in a while."

He smiled at her, spinning a black feather around his fingers.

[Ginny Weasly]

"My point is you couldn't be much more of a hassle then any of them. And friends are not hassels."

[Xaver]

"You might be surprised. Might not. You never know."

He flicked the feather, and it spiraled through the air, downward, then hit the earth like a splash of water, dissolving to shadow. Friends are not hassles?

"I am," he said to no one in particular.

[Ginny Weasly]

She frowned at him.
"Are not." She said, stubbornly.

[Xaver]

He returned her frown.
"Are too."

[Ginny Weasly]

"Are not, and if you contradict me again, you'll have to prove it." She said.

[Xaver]

"I'll say 'Are Too', and prove it by doing that. Contradicting you is providing example of hassle."
He chuckled softly, and nudged her with his elbow.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Brat!" She said, suddenly tackling him.

[Xaver]

Xaver had not been expecting her to tackle him, and he fell over easily, a bemused expression on his face. He grabbed her arms and pinned her away, grinning.

"Monkey!"

[Ginny Weasly]

"Don't make me hurt you!" She said, struggling.

[Xaver]

"Ah, bash me woman, torture me to threads may you, you will never win!"

Xaver grinned, and didn't let go.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Physical strength is what you use! Cheater! Naturally your strong then I am." She protested.