Originally Posted by Team ronmione

Honestly what was up with this kid? He really looked like he'd just entered some different dimension and couldn't understand why he was there. Devlin squinted his eyes at the little one, trying to decipher if he was being serious or playing a joke on the slytherin. A kid's imagination was hard to deal with.

"You don't look like a ghost either, but hey, here we are. No judging." And that was a demand, not a suggestion. What. Was. He. Going. On. About. There came a lot of head shaking from Devlin. He was trying to trick the boy into thinking he was a ghost, which sort of worked, but he asked so many questions the plan could slowly falter. And now he was bringing in crazy conclusions like a bat mobile? "Driving the bat mobile? What? What's that? Nothing in here drives. Things, broomsticks only float."

AND WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT FOR? Not that the punch hurt much but it was completely unexpected so it caught Devlin off guard.

"Why'd you PUNCH me!? Didn't do nothing to you." Explanation, now.