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[b]She giggled. "You're right about that, this hours been really fun. I think I'm willing to wager that the next 7 years will be fun toooo!!" It had to be because she was promised adventure by her father and her neighbour had told her tonnes of things about this place. The way she heard, there was never a dull moment!
Good, the boy hadn't pulled away like some idiot but instead stayed still so she could talk. She knew she liked this one; he was a smart cookie. Nod.
She nearly laughed when she saw the expression on his face change but of course she didn't or he might have thought she was lying, but she did laugh when he suggested that people might have been afraid of the puffs. "Nah," She managed to stop laughing enough to say. "Would you be afraid of anyone with the nickname puffer?" She sure wouldn't. "And besides, I heard that it's because puffs are usually too nice so they get pulled into things often." Or something like that.
There must have been some secret to it and thanks to Dorian she was now resolved to figure out what it was. The secret of the puffs. Whatever it was, she would find it!
Dorian laughed with her. Puffer was a pretty silly nickname. If he was in charge, it'd be Huffer or Huffles or Puffs or- no. None of them worked either. There was no way to make Hufflepuff sound intimidating. It was just such a cuddly sounding word.
"You clearly haven't seen the pufferfish! They're scary! I don't have the spikes but I can do the puff bit." In true dork fashion, Dorian puffed out his cheeks performing the worlds least convincing puffer-fish impersonation.
Hm. So the 'puffs were too nice and got roped into things. Being nice wasn't the worst trait to have, but if it meant death... nah. Surely the teachers would look out for him, and others for that matter, if he started getting 'too nice', wouldn't they? He
would help if a friend asked him to.... He made a mental note to not agree to do anything dangerous.
He had seen Alexa talking to students on the other tables earlier and considered doing the same. Houses seemed a whole lot more complicated then they did when he was getting sorted.
"Are you happy to be a Gryffindor?" He asked, hoping to find out more about the house from his new friend.