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Philip looked up at Presley quizzically, directing his attention towards her rather than his book when she spoke. The moment he heard her speak of a surprise party, he tried to dismiss the thought of showing up. He was much too shy to simply show up at someone's surprise party. Besides, with the way his mind wandered all the time, he'd no doubt forget and end up being late.
Really? Only one person had even paid her any mind. Philip? That was his name, right? And he was like, a sixth year. She was standing on a chair for Godric's sake! And practically shouting! Nevertheless. he had listened to her, so she hopped down and sat near him.
"You will come, won't you?" She asked in such a way that it seemed she was expecting him to say yes, and there was no other option. She hid her fingers on the side of her leg, and crossed her index finger and middle finger together in a wishing motion. She had no hope however. He wouldn't come.