Louis Weasley has had his share of astonishment many times in his eventful life.

He could even pinpoint each of them to this very day, however, he could definitely say that this current moment was the unusual of them all.

When his sister and cousin had given the information—that only took a day—he was sure they were tricking him. He was positive that was the case, but then his memory took him back to the day of seeing Seo in a new light.

The way she laughed and smiled.

As eccentric and irrational the information was, he started to see it make sense.

"To answer the question, I was praising her for finally succeeding the spell she was having a lot of trouble with"

Maybe it was a stretch because it was not a sight you wouldn't see these days. Tutors being proud of their students was not new.

However, the way Seo's eyes shined that day, he was starting to accept that her passion for the subject, just might be the only link to him figuring out the female.

Louis was still set on that the reason his interest for her was because of the lack of being affected by his influence. Despite the awareness of understanding the concept of romance, Louis just might be dense to his own growing feelings.

The one that his own sibling and cousin were fully aware of.

A little over a few days had passed when Louis gained the knowledge of Seo's love for Charms. While it was probably the only information he'll ever need from an outside source, he was not considering on faking his love for the subject just to get what he wanted.

Louis was one thing and it was being authentic to others. He knew what it as like being only idolized because of the natural influence he had on others. They just saw him as an image of faultlessness and he loathed it.

He was envious of others that had been approached over other than just looks.

"You appear as if you ate something bad, Weasel" Seo appeared over his head that was craned back leaning on the couch in the common room.

"Seo," Louis said under his breathe at her sudden appearance. He could honestly never get used to her approached him at all.

It was actually not the first, since when he saw her smile and laugh the first time. In fact, the past few days he had been getting the privilege of walking to classes with her and even surprisingly eating at the Great Hall.

Though on the occasions he did get the chance, she hardly spoke to him. Fortunately, she did answer his questions or just respond with a shake or bob of her head.

It was a slow process, but it might just be the pace that both of them were perfect for.