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Couldn't resist or didn't want to resist? Was the rhetorical question that would just have to die in the air of Atlas' next exhale. He supposed, ultimately, it really did not matter which it was...particularly since there really was zero chance Atlas would have properly decked Freddie to begin with.
Anyway.
Deadpanning was the vibe as Freddie went on. A natural hype man, so to speak, the blonde found himself wishing the group would just swallow him up. Maybe he could get his wand out and try his luck on that one spell...though knowing him he would accidentally get half the dance floor swallowed up to. So, Hogwarts, you were very much welcome that his wand was remaining in its holster. "Oh...I just came down to..." he paused, slipping his hands into his pockets and rocking back just a little on his heels without losing his balance. Balance that was nearly lost when his dormmate asked THAT of him. Sweet helium, Freddie really was a glass is half full and sprinkled with diamonds kind of bloke, wasn't he? "...me? S-Somebody?" His arms flailed, hand darting out of his pockets, to regain his balance. "...no...I didn't come here with anyone." No date and he was convinced he had no prospects for one either. And, well, he really had not considered the whole date thing until it had been too late AND he had been entirely too in his head...and then also his Gryffindor brand of stubbornness settled in and fueled the desire to not acquiesce to peer pressure and teenager social expectations. "...I was only stopping by to see my fixture in action," he continued, pointing skyward with one hand while he caught a certain Ravenclaw's wave out of the corner of his eye.
It was weird to see her standing all by herself, did she know? Though, considering a past conversation...maybe it wasn't so unusual after all. But also...unusual...where was Daniel Yawn Yoon?
Atlas, not putting much thought into it while also trying his best to not be petty in avoidance, waved back AND beckoned her over (while Jude seemed to be engaged in a serious conversation with Evan) in the same gesture. At least...that had been the plan...until Freddie went and whispered THAT into his ear, the other blonde's breath giving Atlas a little intense series of goosebumps. He really...needed to get a grip and not be so on edge.
"What? No...she...she came here with someone else." A someone who, mutually to a certain degree, hated him. Palms feeling a bit clammy now, a weird wiggle taking over now that Freddie had planted certain attentions, the fifth year found his eyes darting around elsewhere...namely to Violet who he kind-of-sort-of offered a half wave to, but she seemed a little too starry eyed in a different direction. He did want to thank her, again, eventually for the help putting together the dandelion center piece. He, er, hoped she liked the final result.
Atlas turned his attention back to Freddie, though not before his eyes flicked briefly back to Lisa to see if she WOULD be joining them or now, and sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. "What...about you? Who did you come all dressed to impress for?"
Blue...really was a nice color on Freddie.
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