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Tegz 
Oooh Purple Firecrackers? Maybe she could do that one. Conjuring things was kind of tough though, but she could work on it! She had ropes and blindfolds sorted now after all. Charlotte flipped the other way in the book and looked up at the clicking. Oooooh he used a MUGGLE pen! That was interesting!
"You should try it some time if you ever need cheering up yourself. Make yourself smile until you can't help but smile for real." She suggested, giggling slightly. It was silly but it worked.
"Yup. When you don't think about it, your smile is a lot more, like the real you is shining out. But then if you overthink it, its like you smoosh the parts that are you down, and get self-conscious. Like this:" Charlotte managed a faaaairly credible version of his more restrained smile-grimace, except less charming, and more ridiculous.
She had been watching, okay?
"Sorry."
He couldn't help but mutter the apology when Char looked up at the sound of his clicking. Which, was, in a sense, unusual for Dalton, as he rarely cared about whether or not he'd annoyed people, even if he knew that such an act
was infuriating when anyone but him was doing it. So, Charlotte should feel special: that little word was obviously a sign of the friendship she'd so determinedly settle on back on the train.
As he dropped his eyes back to the book, he couldn't help reflect on the fact that, at Hogwarts, he didn't really have any male friends. Guys got bored making the effort with him. Girls didn't seem to. "I'll try it, yeah." He managed an actual half smile at her little giggle, and found himself not too annoyed at her company.
Because he totally had been a while ago.
"Riiiiight." He raised an eyebrow at Char's in-depth analysis of his smile. "So, I shouldn't try to smile when people expect me to?" Because that was what he did. He chuckled slightly at her impression, though. "Excellent. You should be an actress."