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Evolette chuckled as she watched the eyes of the new male prefect, following around her face, and then headed straight past her shoulder. Ah, so he was going to pull that move eh? Well he picked the wrong girl for that. Evolette knew every line and trick in the book, she had used this particular move a couple of times, but mostly when she was flirting with more than three boys at one time.
"I think you will find-" Evolette started, reaching behind Nicholai and placing two fingers on each side of the boy's chin, "That the person you are addressing is not to be found outside that window." She gently tilted his head until he was looking at her, and then she let go, "The pleasure is all mine."
At his last comment, she was slightly surprised. Evolette McKenna alone? Perish the thought. Evolette was never alone, she loved to surround herself with people, of course people who adored her and hung on her every word, but people none the less.
Besides that, there was one too many ticked off girlfriends of the boys she had flirted with in the past that Evolette was sure they were plotting her demise. "I have always found it prudent to carry a bodyguard or two." she added with a wink, turning her attention to Miles again.
She shrugged at his question, "Nothing that I was not expecting." she replied honestly, it was far from overwhelming to her, she liked everything about it. Smiling at Miles she glanced around the hall, allowing her eyes to skim twice. Once for Terry, and again for Hugo. Where were her boys?
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NicoT Nicholai smirked as he glanced over to the Ravenclaw table. He was being examined. In that kind of we-are-not-looking-at-you way that girls often did. The same way that Seth had been 'not-looking' at Evolette from the moment of introduction.
He contemplated getting up to say hello to Mari and her...pretty from this distance friend but figured later was soon enough. He took another sip of water and watched Evolette with her friends instead. It was good to see her relatively relaxed and free of the whole Ice-queen act even if it was only temporary. Nicholai allowed a small smile to creep over his face and brought his hand up to play with the tooth pendant around his neck.
Oh Exploding Snaps! This chick was a smart one. Dang it. Oh well, it was worth a try. It wasn’t like a whole pile of dungbomb balloons was being pelted at him right now. Seth could not help but grin as Evolette placed two of her fingers on his chin and made it so he was looking at her and not the window and then let go. That was a little unexpected. Most girls would just shun the guy if he pulled off a stunt like that; guess this girl was no ordinary girl at all. She was a Slytherin after all. And a pretty one at that too, but that didn’t quite matter right now. Anyway, she was observant. Too observant.
“I’ll give you my sincerest apologies, Evolette,” the fifth year said at a light whisper.
“I may be a prefect and have to pay attention to things, but technically I’m not on full-prefect mode … yet. But I suppose that doesn’t matter right now, though I’m enjoying the last few moments of being a normal student. … Not that I’m complaining or anything.” He grinned wider, showing his shiny, clean teeth and asked,
“So … what year are you in? Or do people such as yourself have your own year rank around here? I mean, someone with good looks such as yourself surely deserves a little rank of more importance than some people I know.” Newell.
He sighed once again and looked up at the staff table. Not much of a staff change this year. Looks like that Cassandra girl – Oops! My bad. –
Miss Trelawney was back. Wasn’t she like the nurse intern or something? He better make sure to take extra care of himself this year and the following years yet to come. Cassandra scared him a little bit, and if she was the one that was fixing him up. … Oh, Merlin, the horror! Taking his eyes off the staff table, Seth was brought back into student reality. He looked at Nicholai and smirked.
“You’re being awfully quiet for once, Mr. Toussaint....”