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Cassirin 
He squeezed over into her chair, her hand still in his. "But maybe the gangly third year who was all knees and elbows would have liked that firstie," he offered with a smile. He was still pretty much gangly, although he'd grown into his monkey arms a bit this year. Kettleburns were tall.
"This... you and me here... reminds me of something."
"Maybe." Cela agreed, lifting up his arm and prodding his elbow with the little finger of her other hand. She dropped their hands down, not letting go though, "Or..." she tried to think of herself as she had been the term before, ignoring for the most part that all these Celandines were one and the same "...the slightly hyperactive second year, who liked to hurtle down the moving staircases and risk falling from great heights?"
She shifted a little and stared fixedly at one of her knees, her fingers twitching in his grasp. "What does it remind you of?"