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Did he really not know why he was here? Selena stared at him. He definitely looked clueless. Even Selena wasn't that clueless about anything... not even Muggle Studies and that stuff was confusing. The former Slytherin tossed her hair over her shoulder.
"Yes. A good cause," Selena said, gesturing to the stuff around them. Auction, donation, books; did it not sound like a good cause or whatever? Did he still not learn how to pick up a newspaper and read? Apparently so because he was asking a ridiculous question. "Where were you the past year?" Because Selena knew what had happened and she didn't even go to Hogwarts.
Did he really not know though? Or was he just saying it? Selena let out a sigh, straightened her blazer and kept a smile on her face. There was press. There was going to be photos. She was not going to lose it or anything. "The reference section was destroyed last term, so we're raising money to help renovate the library through donations and the auction," Selena explained. She had donated a pygmy puff and was expecting everyone to bid on him. "Do you plan on bidding on anything?" Pygmy puff? Yes. Of course.
Her staring only made him grin more until Ryan realized she was staring because she couldn't believe how dumb he was. Well. Not his fault he wasn't interested in the happenings of Hogwarts. He had just started at the school anyway.
When Selena tossed her long, shiny hair over her shoulder, Ryan couldn't help but stare. And then he reminded himself he was happily TAKEN. To rid himself of being mesmerized by Selena's good looks, the Gryffindor gave himself a good shake. His curls bounced everywhere and then he ran a hand through them so he could fix them once more. Now he was ready.
"The past year? Let's see, I was...homeschooled," He nodded at her as if this excused him from being clueless. As she finally explained, after much huffing, Ryan nodded once more. He wanted to know
how the reference section had been destroyed but he thought it best to pretend he knew. "Well, that certainly seems like a good cause," He said with a smile, as if he had known this all along.
Bidding? That required money, right? "Er, how much do you think I can big with seven sickles?" he asked her, jangling the coins in his pocket. Unless he could run back to his room where he kept his money, he was sure he couldn't bid on much. Bummer. "Are you bidding on anything?" He asked her. Maybe he could buy her something and then she'd think he was as cool as her.