Transfiguration, Third Year

Casey shook her head. "I respect that you don't want me hurt, but if I don't use them, I won't ever get them strong enough. I use them more in school, and a year ago I wouldn't have been able to do that. I know you want me safe, but it's like me asking you to turn off being half veela. It's who I am." She leaned her head on his chest. "Sorry for scaring you, and I'm glad you're being mature about it. You're the best."

Alexander sighs and smacks his face into a desk. he felt moronic. the deamon wasnt even provoked it likes to make a fool out of him. he looked at casey and liam he was embarasssed and disgraced. his cheeks turned deep red and the rose he was holding in his fist was starting to die