 Mod Babysitter | be curious, not judgmental
"FLAMMY."
"FLA-HA-HA-HAAAMY."
"FLAAAM-MYYYYY!!!"
On her jolly trek from the staff table to the Gryffindor one, Soph had summoned her bag and slung it over her shoulder as she bounced toward the Gryffindor Head of House who was, as usual, creating quite a scene. Students were flocked around him like he was a celebrity - which, well, he was - but Sophie Brown was DEMANDING his attention.
COME HERE, FLAMMY. She was gonna wait over here, her letter from Ollivanders in hand, and make ALL THE EXCITED GOOGLY EYES AT HIM.
And brows for you, Zander Adair.
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