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Originally Posted by
Zephyr 
This boy is a psycho.
Mordred sighed and shook his head. “Why will I throw a chocolate frog at your face, when my tummy wanted it?” he asked in a tired tone. He was not going to argue with an eleven year old. Who is this boy anyway, talking to an older student like that. And pointing a finger at him too!
He stared at the boy, trying to remember where he saw him. “Wait a minute. You’re that boy who threw a chocolate frog at a fellow first year.” He gave him a mischievous smile and a nod.
“That was really a good hit.” He murmured and cleared his throat. “What comes around goes around.” He eyed Aurora.
“What’s your name?” he asked the boy as he toyed with the Ptolemy card. Another card up his bedroom wall.
The boy did not look afraid. DAMN IT. Although, Theo didn't completely blame him. He was eleven, and not a particular threat to an experienced Slytherin. Theodore sighed and put down his finger.
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Well... that's a very good question..." Why WOULD you waste a perfectly good frog? Theo sighed, and felt like he should apologize. SHOULD but...
o_O
HE SAW THAT? "
You're not a prefect, are you?" He was pretty sure that he had been unseen by anyone with authority. Anyone who could take his points away. The eleven-year-old caught the older boy's smile, and he relaxed a bit.
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Thanks." He said effortlessly. What goes around comes around??? GRrrr, evil-eyes-at-chu.
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My name's Theodore. And I am sorry for shouting." Please do not beat him up. Or turn him in to the prefects. Scary prefects, ahhhhh. "
What card did you get?" It was info he needed to know. If it were a good one, he'd have to bribe the boy with apples or summin.