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iheartdan 
"I don't share my chocolate frogs," she said shortly, trying to act serious. Of course, if someone asked - or William was near her, of course - she did share. "Madame Rian?" she questioned, raising her eyebrows. She chuckled, then decided to continue on with her weird talking. "'Ow might you be, Miz Prefect?" she asked, propping her free hand up on the table and resting her chin on it, pretending to look very, very interested.
And then, there was a whole bunch of honking. Rian swiveled half way around on the bench, catching sight of Cale Thornton holding a rather noisy Honking Dafodile. Shaking with silent giggles, Rian turned back to the table before she said something to the Prefect.
"Right, of course you don't," Rachel replied with a smirk and then shrugged as Rian made a face at the Madame.
"Me? Why, I am doing just fine, if it were not for all these PEOPLE who keep covering my eyes!" she said, sticking out her tongue at Rian and then giggled at Rian's reaction to the honks.
"At least you didn't jump," she muttered, and her eyes darted over to Cale and his honking Daffofil.
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Hawken Terrell "What'd you do?"
"Honk!"
"Dip him in a 'forever flealess' potion? What about Ticks? Mmmm? Am I going to have to worry about Robin's leaves getting holes in them? I have a plant show in 2 weeks! How am I going to repair that? Just keep him away frm us."
Cale turned on the girl yelling at him and Sho. "It's not funny! Holes in Robin's leaves mean a gurunteed last place finish! I've been prunning and grown Robin all year so I could finally show that Oliver Grant a thing or two.....stupid singing pansies," he muttered/growled as he thunked Robin's pot down on the table and took his seat.
Rachel blinked as Cale seemed to get really mad.
"Erm... Ok," she said, frowning slightly before turning back to face her friends, shaking her head at Cale's bizzare antics. Thinking about Cale made her sad - for all her terms at Hogwarts, he had always been the male Prefect. Next year, she'll have to get along with someone new. She had stayed up last night, thinking about all the possibilities. She could guess who was a likely candidate for the Prefect, but wondered if Professor Vindictus felt the same way.
Ah well, can't do anything about that now.