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Ariana raised her eyebrows when Victor began stuttering about whatever it was that he needed advice on. A light blush warmed his cheeks as he continued, and the redhead knew what this was about when he told her he and a friend bonded. You're crushing on someone! she thought excitedly. Although she didn't say anything, it was obvious to tell what she was thinking because the girl's eyebrows lowered and a large, goofy smile plastered across her face. Ariana tried to calm her features since she seemed to make Victor uncomfortable and narrow his eyes, but she couldn't. It was just so exciting that he liked somebody! The prefect's mouth widened into a half smile, half "o" and a gasp escaped. "Ooh, you kissed?" she asked happily. The redhead's smile faltered when Victor asked her if he was sick. The girl reached over to him to place a hand on her shoulder and said, "Victor, you have a crush on him." She wasn't surprised that he thought he must have been sick for liking someone, especially since that somebody was the same gender. Heck, she thought she was probably sick for warm, fuzzy feelings whenever she was with or thought about Katrina, who was also a girl. At least the boy was figuring this out when he was younger than Ari when she figured out she liked girls. She was thirteen when she finally accepted it and started dating Katrina.

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Ariana nodded quickly, confirming that Victor was indeed making sense. Of course this made sense! Having fuzzy feelings and warm thoughts that gave you butterflies was normal when you had a crush on someone. The redhead nodded again, but slower. "Yes, a crush," she said. When asked if it was wrong, Ariana shook her head. "It's not wrong," she said slowly and clearly before pulling her hand away from the boy's shoulder. It's definitely not wrong. As long as he accepted it, so would everybody else.

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Ariana smiled reassuringly when Victor said he was glad. She could tell he was letting this newly obtained information sink in, and he was accepting it just like that! Merci? The redhead's expression looked rather puzzling, for she didn't speak French. It took her a moment to figure out what the word meant. Oh, it means "thank you!" she realized, and a smile replaced her look of confusion. "Anytime." A giggle escaped her lips when the pink haired boy told her she was neat. "Aw, thanks Victor," she purred. Ariana let a quick moment of silence pass before she asked, "So, who is the boy you like?" Curiosity was eating away at the seventh year. She just had to know who it was!

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Ariana smiled even wider than she had before upon finding out who the lucky boy was. "Ooh, you like Del Rey?" she chimed with a rhetorical question. Since she was the oldest prefect of the Hufflepuff house, the redhead knew every single badger by name. "He is nice," Ari agreed. Well, from the few times I've actually spoken to him. Since he was a first year after all, Ariana hadn't come in contact with Del Rey that much, but definitely enough to know how the boy acted.

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Ariana laughed when Victor nervously tried to cover up what he had said in front of a girl. "It's fine, girls do act like that," she said. "Believe me, I would know." Whenever the seventh year was head over heels for anybody, and she was with them, or even just thought about them, an overwhelmingly warm, fuzzy feeling would tie her stomach in knots, and she wouldn't know what to do because although that person made her feel nervous, they would also make her feel incredibly happy. It was a happiness she didn't have to fake or force. An involuntary smile would spread across her face with just a simple thought. When the pink haired boy spoke again, the redhead was brought back to reality, and her involuntary smile that appeared sometime during her daydream faded. Of course, the thought of love carried her mind away, and Ariana couldn't help but remember how she felt with Katrina or even with Steele. An almost inaudible sigh escaped her lips as Victor spoke. "Let me know how it goes," she said, her lips stretching into a smile again. The prefect closed her eyes for a moment, remembering she was going to be in the adult world next year. "I'll miss you, too," she murmured, leaning her side against the couch's back. I'm sure going to miss all of this, she thought, closing her eyes again to reminisce in all of the memories she's made in the last seven years.

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Ariana giggled but brushed off Victor's opinion on girls. She wasn't offended by it at all though if it was specifically directed at her, she would have been. The redhead smirked before saying, "I hope I'll be one of the first to know no matter what happens," she said, implying that it could go wrong as well, but hey, that was life and sometimes, it sucked. When the boy assured her she would do fine, the prefect nodded and smiled. "Actually, I'm planning to go into music," she admitted, but the girl continued before Victor could say anything. "I know, I know. I'm a witch and have powers, and I'm dropping all of my magic opportunities to do something that muggles can do." That exact same sentence was spoken by her father many times, but he finally accepted, or at least she hoped he had accepted her dream of becoming a singer. It was something she always wanted to do even as a child, and frankly, that child grew up. It was time to make her dreams come true.

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Ariana's eyes flicked up onto the fire doodles that Victor was drawing. The girl could vaguely make out the music notes from the angle she sat at, but she had no idea the person he drew was her. When the pink haired boy spoke up about her career choice, the girl's eyes flicked onto his. A small smile stretched on her lips, but the redhead stayed quiet, waiting for the second year to continue. "You don't think it's a waste of my magical abilities?" she asked, narrowing her eyes onto her lap. Ariana examined the fabric of her pink jeans while biting her lower lip lightly. Just because her father wasn't too keen on her pursuing a career that muggles can do extremely well didn't mean he would stop her. After all, he married a muggle woman who just so happened to be Ari's mum. There was no way he wouldn't let her do it! When Victor scribbled some fire music notes above her head, Ariana looked up at them and giggled. This time, she could make them out perfectly clear though it may have to do with the fact that they were directly in front of her instead of at side view.

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Ariana shrugged. "Well, no, I suppose not," she answered. The redhead was still planning on making the most of her magical abilities in the future even if she didn't plan on going into a career involved with those powers. Upon hearing Victor's joke about her signature, the girl giggled with him. "Oh, I've already been practicing," she admitted before pulling out her wand and signing the space in front of the boy's face with the same fire writing spell that he had been using all evening. After slipping the wand back into her sleeve, the prefect smiled at the younger student. "Thank you." Not only did she like to give out the best advice she could, but she was also a prefect. Maybe that was why the Head of House chose her as prefect before her fifth year at school even though it seemed like a better idea to choose Katrina or Heather. "You can call me Ari, you know," she said with a chuckle. The girl preferred when others called her by her nickname. It was a sign that whoever called her that considered her as a friend at the least.