RP

[Xaver]

Xaver nodded, closed his eyes again, and concentrated a little harder, focusing. The barrier rose again, this time firmer, stronger, though it was still visible. He cursed lightly, though very quietly as not to offend her, and tried again. The third try was the most secure, and to his pleasure, invisible.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Keep it there, and I'll slowly let go of your hand." She said softly.

[Xaver]

"Alright," me said quietly.
He didn't want to, but he nodded, loosening his hold on her hand. Her hand was warm as his skin was usually cold.
He braced himself, and secured the barrier more.

[Ginny Weasly]

She didn't want to let go either, but she let her hand slip until only their fingers touched.

[Xaver]

Xaver held the barrier, slowly amending with his mixed feelings, and securing his own stability bit by bit. Finally, he was holding the barrier all his own. The best of it was, he was comfortable with it. He held it for a bit longer, before slowly letting it drop and settle. He turned to look at her, wordless, noting that her fingers were still slightly touching his, and that there was a certain warmth spreading up his spine.

[Ginny Weasly]

Suddenly she blushed and took her hand back.
"Sorry." She murmmered.

[Xaver]

He coughed, and flushed a deeper shade as her, though shaking his head.
"Don't be," he said softly.
He straightened his shirt and dusted himself off, though it was not as smooth as his usual. Simply a back-up plan to prevent sheer embarassment of random. That failed. He went a shade or so darker, and it was obvious, because he was very pale.

[Ginny Weasly]

She blushed and cleared her throat.
"Um...is there anything else you need help with?" She asked, hesitently.

[Xaver]

"No.. not this moment. I've got to sit down for a minute or three..."
Xaver simple sat, leaning back on his palms, sighing softly, closing his eyes. He tried to slow down a bit, stopping the insanity, and slowly building his mental stability up again, being sure to conceal and firmly lock away things he had forced into the darker spots of his mind. There were a lot of those.
He opened his eyes once his stability had returned a bit, comfortable with allowing himself to slow down around her. He trusted that she wouldn't kick him while he was down, and trying to rebuild.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Okay..." She said, thankfull, since she wanted to sit for a moment. She leaned against a tree and slid to the ground.

[Xaver]

Xaver noticed her relief, and he chuckled, dropping to his back with a thud. He stared upward, wincing slightly at the light as he did so, and closing his eyes.

[Ginny Weasly]

She looked out into the forest, her eyes glazing slightly.

[Xaver]

Xaver watched her with peculiar interest, an eyebrow raising.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked softly, not raising his head for it felt heavy at the moment, but highly interested.

[Ginny Weasly]

Her eyes returned to normal and she looked at him.
"Nothing, I was searching for something in my chest." She said.

[Xaver]

"In your body, or in your wooden trunk in the school?"
He raised an eyebrow, still not willing enough to move.