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Originally Posted by Celly Celly!
"I know." Celandine agreed and patted Daphne's shoulder comfortingly.
"Not what? Livvy got me a chick! It's cute and fluffy and makes the cutest cheeping noises... except it's half-grown now. Chickens are gangly when they aren't grown up! Kayla got me a tarantula and Copernicus..." Celandine paused for a split second before continuing as if she had not paused at all, "...got me a hissing cockroach!"
Milking the moment briefly, Daphne made a sad face as she placed a delicate hand on her chest artfully. "It's a very sad thing for me, Celandine. I don't try to purposely push people away it's just--" Liiiiiies. All liiiiies! And Uh--what?! "Oh, that's...that's lovely, Celly!"
Not really. "Do you keep them in a cage? I like pets in cages." Oh, yes she did. And of course, Copernicus Kettleburn had to get her the most grossest one of them all. Shuddering breath escaping her, Daphne whined. "Whyyyy? Why--did you want a hissing giant cockroach?" She probably asked for it specifically.
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Originally Posted by Not So Little Raiden Kururugi
Girls were honestly... very confusing. Raiden's head tilted slightly as Daphne Hopton ruffled his hair, and he half-squinted at her. Did she want to be called Daphne Hopton or not?
"So... you don't mind if I call you Daphne Hopton?" he asked curiously. "It doesn't bother you? Because honestly, I like your name. Daphne Hopton..." He decided it was best to not point out that he wasn't fragile. Although, almost to supplement Cela's assertion, he added, "I'm a Reserve on the Quidditch team this term..."
Waaaaaaaaaait. What was Cela saying?! Buy him things?! His face went from very pink to very red in a matter of seconds. Sure, he didn't have things because of the flood, but... He shook his head determinedly.
"It'd be weird if you bought me things, Cela," he mumbled. "And I'd have to pay you back, and my mum's not written me back about it yet... so all my money's... In my trunk underwater."
It was odd that his mother still hadn't written back yet... usually she'd be very upset and write a lot more if something odd had happened involving him. Flooding was a bit MORE than odd, so... Maybe the owl had gotten lost?
What were they up to? There had been some reason they were coming down this way... Walking? Oh, away from the common room. Because of the craziness. He bit his bottom lip and tried to focus his thoughts into coherent sentences.
"Daphne Hopton and I were... going to the classroom on the ground floor that's empty, because of all the people in the Gryffindor common room." He made a face. "It's not gonna be... much fun sleeping up there, what with all of us being... squashed in. Those dorms aren't made for so many people."
"Of course you can call me Daphne Hopton!" chirped Daphne happily, clapping his arm, a bad habit starting to form between them. "I didn't mean what I said earlier. Honest," finished the girl solemnly bringing up one hand. "I was just--" HUUUUH?! "You're a what?!" No. Wait. She heard wrong. "You're not...mmm. No. No. No. No."
No. No. No.
She repeated her words as she shook her head and finger at the floor, not rude enough to chastise someone who she wasn't extremely familiar with. And as she went on to think about possible scenarios, Raiden and Cela conversed. Quidditch was a barbaric sport! Poor little Raiden Kururugi could become severely injured and everyone knew his constitution wasn't even good enough to withstand a train ride. Merlin's Jelly Beard he was a green mess at the beginning of term. She remembered well! There was that guy trying to shove a sandwich down his throat.
Not a very helpful fella.
At the mention of her name, Daphne snapped out of her reverie, slightly flustered and embarrassed. Cheeks tinted wit a rosy hue, she smiled excitedly. "We're going for a walk!"
Everyone knew that was code for: 'We're hiding from overly excited Gryffindors and Slytherins.'
"You can come along with us if you want." Sleep over!