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Originally Posted by
Lowlow 
Both girls had asked the question and Willie sighed once more. He placed his hand on his forehead and then slipped it down from there, rubbing his face. "Litt'e kid threw up on them," he told them, his gaze shifting from Cela to Daphne. "I 'ave no otha pair, so I'll be washin' me shoeth when we get back. No worrieth." He assured them with a soft smile.
Once Daphne asked if he could sit up, Willie nodded, shut his eyes, took a deep breath and pushed himself up in a seating position. His face slightly cringed as his shoulder throbbed. There was going to be quite a bruise on it in the morning.
Sigh.
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Celandine "No others?"
Celandine stared.
"When Hogsmeade opens Daphne and I are taking you shoe shopping!" Nooo arguments. Willie's feet were going to get pimped.
It didn't occur to her to ask why the kid had thrown up on Willie, some people maybe might throw up for fun or something for all Cela knew.
"Would a chocolate frog make you feel better?" Cela asked, rummaging in her purse.
Daphne was going to buy plenty of pairs for Willie so that in case he got puked on again-he'd have more than just two choices to decide upon. Nodding, Daphne secretly decided to buy some for Garret while she was it. Good deeds and all being terrific for her karma. She'd just have to ask Willie for his brother's foot size later.
"Unfortunately, I have no candy to offer you," mumbled the blond guiltily. "I'd offer you a hug but you're hurt..."
So--that pretty much left her doing absolutely nothing to comfort the little boy.