SPOILER!!: Parke
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Amira With a C 
Parke stared at her suspiciously for a moment. Maybe she was having him on. It didn't seem that way though. Was it really that enjoyable? "Alright", he said, making a decision. "The next time you...jump in leaves... I... well, I suppose I could join you." Oh yes. He was a rebel. Tyson would be proud. Probably. "But", he added quickly, "under no circumstances do I want to experience anguish of any sort." Oh Merlin. What was he getting himself into?
He was taken aback by both her question and her frown. "Well, you're a lady. Calling you Miss is simply a sign of respect." He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "If you prefer, I'll call you Trina. Without the 'Miss'."
She already had practice teaching people? He'd stumbled upon, literally and figuratively, a genius. How exciting! "Are you now? Well, perhaps we can do an exchange of sorts. I'd be more than happy to assist you with potions. And perhaps you could save me from the woeful experience of receiving anything less than an "Acceptable" on my OWL."
"Oh, the house elves. They have those big eyes you know. A bit strange looking really. My mother would send them in to check on me at night. They'd poof in quietly and creep over my bed. They'd climb onto it and stand over me, staring at me. Sometimes I'd wake up and the first thing I'd see was a pair of large eyes looking down at me. It was awful really." And why in the world was he telling her this?! He had to remind himself that he'd only met this girl. He had no idea whether she could be trusted. But oh, how he wanted to trust her. He couldn't fathom why, he just knew that he wanted to.
He gazed at her intently for almost a full minute. "I can trust you, right?" He bit his lip, anxiously awaiting her reply.
Trina gazed back at Parke, unphased by his stare. After a moment, she even offered him a reassuring smile. However, that didn't mean she wasn't surprised when Parke agreed to trying out some of the things on her list. She blinked, and then blinked again. "Really?" she asked, somewhat disbelieving. She thought that, if she had even attempted to take him to a pile of leaves, there would have been a lot more of a fight. Trina grinned, and nodded as he continued. "Oh, don't worry- the only mental anguish you'll have is when we have to stop!" she told him with a smile.
"Oh... I've never been called 'Miss' before," she told him with a small crooked grin. "Nor have I been called a Lady." It was strange... in America you could barely get a guy to open a door for you, but here was Parke calling her miss and a lady in the same sentence. It was strange... but nice. "It doesn't matter. I'm just used to Trina... I just didn't want you to fee like you had to call me 'Miss'," she explained.
She raised her eyebrows as he mentioned an exchange. She cocked her head, curious, and then her eyes lit up. "That would be excellent!" she told him with a growing smile. "I could really stand to do better in that class..." she said with a wry smile. "Sure, I think we can work through that!" she said with a nod. At least, she hoped that she could.
Trina couldn't help but giggle as Parke told his story. As he continued, she lifted a hand to help smother them- but they just kept coming. "I'm sorry," she told him breathlessly. "It must have been horrible... but they're so innocent and small! I can't imagine being afraid of them," she said with a soft smile. It faded as Parke stared at her and she looked at him in confusion. At his question, she looked down at her freshly cleaned shoes.
"Rats," she told him. After a moment she looked up at him with a small smile. "I am petrified of rats," she continued with a shudder.