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As unusual as it was, Sammy knew better than to comment on the jump and the expression on her face. He was curious about it, sure, but not curious enough to cause this Gryffindor to blow up. Merlin knows, that was the last thing he needed right now.
Any hint of a smile faded away at her words. She wanted to talk to him? That didn't sound good, especially since she said she'd rather talk about something else. Everything between them was fine, wasn't it? They had made up again and he'd even gotten letters from her over the summer. So what was the problem? What could be causing this?
It was weird, really, being on the other side. It was like having ingredients on the table but not knowing what you're supposed to be making.
Sammy followed Emm to the end of the Ravenclaw table and sat down opposite her. Maybe this was friendly. Maybe this was going to be a chill, relaxed time with two friends hanging out. Maybe. He hoped so, even if deep down he knew it probably wasn't.
"Not hungry?" he asked, "We've got Trent next, you might want to build up your energy."
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