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strawberriesandlace 
Thankfully, whatever drama there was seemed to blow over like the scent of mashed potatoes (very mashed potatoes) dissipating in the air. And everyone else was preoccupied with the little boy who had a fork up his nose and underwear patterned with pink things around his ankles. This school was really, really strange. Maybe if she told her mother what it was like, she would be allowed to go home, even if they'd already bought the rather hideous robes.
Kana decided that now would be a good time to make an exit. She grabbed Matilda by the scruff of her neck and tugged, while the tail end of the other girl's own shameful semi-apology wafted into her shell-like ears. "Crazy! Look who's talking," Kana snapped. "Now, c'mon, before they notice us."
The kid bleeding to death was a good diversion.
Matilda snorted when she caught sight of a short – shorter than her at any rate – Ravenclaw with a fork up his nose, whom looked as though he could do a perfect imitation of someone who had just undergone a Crucio curse. Her mind didn’t have the time to process an opinion on it as Kana chose the moment to make her way towards the arched doors, pulling Matilda with her.
“Where are you going?” She hissed, making no attempt to escape her hold. And then it dawned on her that, if she was made to pay for all that wasted food, she would rather follow Kana to Azkaban if she had to. “I’m not crazy,” she objected. It was all she had to say.