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Tippin 
Tippin was sleeping yes, Tippin was sat on. no no no. "OUCH" Tippin felt sads. Tippin seess little mistress askings hims question. "Hogwarts is Tippins home whats you here doing?" Brave, yes yes yes. Another little mistress, saying Tippin doesnt belong SAD SAD SAD. Spots little master runs overs to him hugs his leg yes he does, little master will keep Tippin safe. "help Tippin?" big eyes towards little master yes.
Homework and notes still weren't coming out of his bag. Nope. Dalton continued to stare at it mindlessly, almost completely oblivious to the commotion around him.
Almost.
And he would have remained so if it hadn't been for the...
thing that was now attached to his leg. The eleven year olds eyes bulged as he stared down at the creature. "What the actual..." Managing to snap his jaw shut before a torrent of words that no eleven year old should know came out, he shook his leg a little and turned his wide eyes to the older students. Not that he needed their help at all.
"Gerroff." Weird thing.