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O: Back to the '20's...
T: I thought this was 70's week *Teddy is wearing large gold chains and an elvis costume*
O: Yeah...uhm...keep it is Teddy but...not the Elvis Hawaii special...
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The three of us were walking down the darkened corridors of the castle, Ruben leading the way with the light of his wand while Ottery behind me sulked because we had not split up. In truth he had only wanted to split up so that he could come looking for me. But that's Ottery, more trouble than...well he's worth all the trouble, really, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered with him all these years.
"Do either of you know the password to the Slytherin Common Rooms?" Ruben asked, turning around to look at us. I shrugged and Ottery mumbled something indecent I was sure, just as sure as I was that he didn't mean it, but he is a boy taken by his sentiment in that moment and he doesn't really think through what he says and how his words might affect others. That's a good thing, because he's honest, but by turns it's bad too because if he isn't careful he can hurt people.
"We wouldn't know it, Ruben. We're Gryffindors, hardly the kind of people they make friends with," I replied.
"Yup. Well, do you think we should try blasting past the portrait?" He asked in all seriousness.
"Let's just go back, if he's here he's going to have to eat, we can wait for him in the Great Hall in the morning," Ottery exclaimed upset.
"Yeah, you're probably right..." I had begun to say when Ottery had started walking away down the hall ahead of us, not waiting. He was angry I could tell, I could just imagine that pout of his...he's always been so quick to give away his sentiments.
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I woke up at midnight to find Ruben half out of his bed, which was normal. He was always dreaming of being a pirate...he swore he had been one in a past life, and I smiled to hear him mumbling something about walking a plank, but when I turned to the left I could see that Ottery's bed was unmade, and his Teddy bear was there pouting, but then again that bear never smiled, it was a curious thing with his arms crossed, sometimes you would find him smoking a cigar. But Ottery was not there. So I slipped on my tennis shoes and in my pajamas I walked out of the dormitory to look for him. I wondered if he was still upset about not having had a chance to talk to me alone, though I well knew what Ottery wanted to talk about. I still wasn't so sure about any of that or maybe I was very sure and I was just afraid it was just Ottery was so demanding sometimes. But it was hard not to love that about him, how demanding he could be.
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