"Since when did you start disliking physical contact?" questioned Daphne with a frown, laying down the
ribbon on her lap to carefully gather some of Celandine's hair. "Last I checked you're all for giving out free hugs." Save the world by invading one personal bubble at a time without prior warning or something like it. "I'll borrow them later while we swap gifts," informed Daphne as if their future plans had already been decided on. Surely, Celandine wouldn't oppose to some bonding. Blushing, she held Celandine's hair with one hand and picked up the pink ribbon with the other, wrapping it once around the tendrils. "I think I'm improving. Usually it takes me three tries or more but just the second try and--But you're so much better!" spoke Daphne in awe, looping one end of the
ribbon while pushing the other through; the beginnings of a bow. "Sometimes I think you're one of those child prodigies, Celly, do you know them? You could do your own Charms research." Giving the
ribbon a good tug to ensure the bow wouldn't come lose, Daphne clapped her hands.
"Done--but like I was saying! Imagine--your articles could be featured in Challenges in Charming--the youngest witch to have ever have a paper publicized."
There her imagination went, dressed in a dowdy
pink dress and shiny black pumps.
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He noticed the two girls who seemed to be.....well, he couldn't tell exactly what the heck it was they were up to. "Girls! Girls, are you alright?"
Startled, Daphne raised her hands as a sign of innocence until, slowly, she realized the situation. "Oh! Sorry for making you worry, Professor," apologized the Gryffindor girl with a small smile. "Somehow, glue got on Cela's hair and--we became stuck."
Again, just
how had glue gotten on Celandine's hair?