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Fred is awesome 
"Well, I don't think anyone 'acts like the rest'... We are all 'the rest'... But we're all unique at the same time, you know?" Harland shrugged, closing his eyes as he thought that through. Eh, maybe it would make sense to Harrison, right? "Maybe, who knows? I don't go up to people and say 'hey, I'm Harley, do you think I'm attractive?'" He laughed softly, shaking his head as he turned his head towards Harrison. "Good, he'd love for you to come visit... I'll get my parents to send him over soon, okay?" He smiled, nodding.
"A lot of people don't look... And the ones who do decide to look ignore it, thinking that it's just... I don't know." That thought had been going somewhere, but it had left his head. He really didn't know where it had been going, and it was pretty annoying, actually. He seemed to do that a lot... Harland nodded, clarifying that it had been the Courtyard, before smiling weakly as Harrison squeezed his hand once more. This time, he squeezed it back gently. "Yeah... Pretty much..." It really wasn't right, and he was curious as to why the Dementors were at Hogwarts in the first place.
"You don't have to worry about that, I'm happy with myself as it is. Not many others could even hope to be as awesome as I am!" He grinned, shaking his head as he turned to lie on his side, facing the other. "Most probably, I'm tall for our age!"
"Oh, tickling? Well, I'll just tickle you back, so, ha!" He said, sticking his tongue out, before grinning. "I'm glad, I want you to feel good around me. I promise I don't bite."
“I guess so,” he nodded thoughtfully, “but a lot of people spend a lot of time trying to be someone they’re not.” He sighed a little, “it makes me kind of sad.” He chuckled. “Maybe not, a lot of people might give you strange looks for that. Still, good line if you ever do get interested in people!” He smiled. “I’d love to meet him,” he beamed.
Harrison watched as Harley trailed off, looking a little confused and annoyed as the words seemed to escape him. He understood what Harland had said, though, so nodded as he listeened. As Harley squeezed back his hand back, he felt a smile flood his face without warning. Stomach feeling a little strange, his smile widened. “That’s dangerous... Why are they here?”
He chuckled with relief and nodded. “You are very awesome, I can’t really stress that enough. And you did seem rather tall, you know, for a man pretending to be a duck,” he said seriously.
He laughed out loud. “I do feel good around you. Happy and comfortable. And given how crazy you are, I wouldn’t have put biting past you,” he teased, “but the reassurance is nice.”