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SenoritaMaxie
Shel shrugged. "I don't think the Leading Lady - sorry, Kingston - will be safe, this time 'round." Now, how had those words escaped his lips? Leading Lady. He was ready to deny them outright, of course. He had said Leading Lad, I tell you, he had said Leading Lad! These people just didn't hear right!
"Personally, I wouldn't want anyone to lose any points," he added. Of course, if Gryffindor could gain, say, three-million-sixty-seven-thousand-five-hundred-thirty-nine points, he was all for it. "I would be happier if we could all just get out of here, safe." And non-smelling. He didn't say that aloud, though, but his insides curled up at the thought of the smell, all the same.
Nicholai snickered at the leading lady comment and glanced at the 'lady' in question.
"Yes, Leading
Laddie," he replied in an over the top fake scottish brogue, wondering if Kingston had caught that.
"It might be worth it." Nico grinned, "But while these...
laddies decide what they want to do with their precious," Nico made a moue of disgust at the rumbling behind of he-who-is-stuck-in-the-door-but-still-remains-very-busy-and-important ,"Lord Borr, I'll just sit back and hope for fireworks."
Oh good god did he love fireworks! particularly the kind you got when mixing experimental potions together...daydreaming; a slightly disturbing maniacal expression painted his face.