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Plymouth bunny hopped up the last few steps and slid into a seat about halfway across the aisle. It WAS a good choice. He could have the Ravenclaws at his back for when and if he decided to start the wave.
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Plymouth couldn't stay seated for very long though. With an apologetic look at Daphne, he ... started a one man wave.
And blew loudly on his whistle.
EEEEEEEEEEE! RAVENCLAW. RAVENCLAW. He sent a look towards Daphne quickly...hehe.. she still wanted to sit with him, right?
Daphne pretended to be very busy with her scarf for a minute there. She allowed Plymouth to move (i.e. hop) away from her. Instead, the Gryffindor took in the sight of the students. Everyone was super excited. Especially a one Celandine Toussaint who was busily cheering on the Ravenclaw team. She possessed bountiful amounts of house spirit; Daphne just couldn't be bothered.
Bringing her hazel eyes back to Plymouth Morgan, Daphne caught him doing--something very Plymouth Morgan like. Heh. Wincing at the loud whistle, she stepped cautiously his way.
"Alright, alright, one rule, Plymouth," announced Daphne as she took a seat next to him. She raised one finger and held it right in front of his face. "If you're going to blow that whistle, you have to take three steps away from me to do it. Okay?"