Text Cut: Cutty
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SlytherinSistah 
Wearing a scowl as he did, Cutty Mordaunt reared his ugly head with the tumbling sounds of his big feet and luggage.
She was being loud.
"Gerrowtoff tha way!" He said rudely coming from the hall and shoving himself into the first compartment he saw.
:|
He stood there looking blankly at the small redhead for a moment before smiling. "Hanover. Hey." He said flirtatiously as he threw his luggage into the overhead compartment.
Looking up as the door slid open loudly, Marsha couldn’t help the wide beaming smile that appeared as she realised she was being loudly interrupted by Cutty. She watched him as he stared at her before a smile graced HIS lips too. SHE, Marsha Hanover, had made the seventh year smile. How awesome was that? Hehe.
”Hiya Cutty! How are you?” She watched as he easily lifted his trunk up to the luggage rack. Woah. Would she ever be tall enough to do that? She’d need to levitate her trunk there… maybe after making it magically lighter anyway. There was no way she would be able to lift her trunk, she was too little. Sighsigh. She’d be tiny forever.
She moved one leg over the other, sitting forward to pay more attention to him.