What a disaster. Though if everyone had expecting making Cora and Aeron head students and forcing them to interact would be anything but a disaster... then they were deluded. It was never going to be anything but. She still didn't want to talk him, she didn't want anything to do with him, except maybe punch him again. It had been a year. A year since they had interacted outside of this meeting, and the barely interactions they had in Quidditch practice. Which was mostly Aeron telling her she knew what she had to do and Cora doing it. That didn't involve actual talking.
What had involved actual talking had been this. And this had probably been an uncomfortable mess for everyone who had been involved. Someone had made a very poor decision in making them both head students.
As the rest of the prefects trickled out of the compartment, back towards their friends, or people they were pretending their friends. Cora looked across at Aeron. "Well that was fun," she said sarcastically.
Post by AERON MICHAEL TOOLE on Feb 7, 2018 12:10:30 GMT -6
When he'd first learned that Cora was going to be the Head Girl alongside him being Head Boy, Aeron had been skeptical. It wasn't that he didn't think she was suited for the job; he definitely thought she was, more so than he was. It was purely for the fact that they had made no progress in reconciling after the disaster that was the start of sixth year. He'd wanted to give her space, but it had been a year of space and that was probably far too much at this point. Except it was Cora, so it actually probably wasn't enough at all. She was known to hold grudges for a very long time. So he'd been skeptical and nervous about how things were going to go.
Thankfully, as awkward as things had been during the meeting, nothing had exploded. They'd covered what they needed to with the new and returning prefects and that was that. No one screamed, no one got hit, and no one died. It was a victory all things considered.
What Aeron hadn't expected was Cora hanging back with him as the others all left. If anything he had expected her to be the first person out the door again, away from him and back to her solitude. When she spoke to him instead, he glanced at her. "I'm not sure fun is exactly the word I'd use..."