Skye was so embarrassed. Why? Skye never got embarrassed! But then again, she had never got caught snogging someone in public. Skye could feel her cheeks burn when she felt a touch on her lips. She looked over at Evey who had a look of indifference. Skye refused to look at the professor, choosing instead to look down at her shoes. She was pulled gently by Evey to stand up and follow her. Her words didn't help her blushing cheeks. Skye could not find words to respond to anything she said. Chris an Carter would have died laughing seeing Skye in this state...if it wasn't with Evey. But still she followed. She couldn't help herself. What she felt when she kissed Evey was...something else. She never felt that with any guy, and snogging Chris was all good, but it was meaningless. Skye still wasn't sure if it was love, but she didn't exactly know what love was.<br/><br/>She heard Evey say she needed to get to class soon. Class? There was only one known Gryffindor who cared about her studies more than anything. And rumor was that she was actually supposed to be a Ravenclaw. Skye pushed the thought out of her head. She didn't want to compare Evey to that mudblood. Skye let Evey lead her down an old hallway into a room she didn't recognize. Skye shut the door and was immediately pushed against the door. She looked up at Evey, once again melting. Their lips met again and Skye closed her eyes. Fingers in her hair, Skye placed her hands lightly on Eveys waist. With her back pressed against te door, Skye kissed Evey back with passion. Everything else, Chris, Tarkin, Malfoy, even the run in with Longbottom, all of it was pushed from her mind. Her only focus at that moment was Evey.