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Crayola 
Sebastian Whitcomb was walking down the corridor of the train, a blonde - still nameless girl on his arm. That had to count as socialising, right? Maybe he should take a picture to show it to his parents and his therapist. Maybe then they would believe that Sebastian had not spent an entire year walking around the castle alone.
He had no idea why they thought it was so depressing.
Instead of enraging him, the girl's words actually amused him highly and Sebastian felt his thin lips move to rearrange themselves into a crooked smile. Higher social standing? Than him? Please. "Are you that delusional?" He asked, somewhat amused.
Higher social standing. How funny.
"And I don't need cheering up! I'm happy as I am, thank you very much." He was! He was happy - alone and in a clean environment.
Cela just laughed, completely unruffled. She gave his arm a friendly squeeze as they made their way up the train.
"You're funny. And you should smile more, it suits you." She tipped her head to one side and considered the Slytherin seriously for a moment.
"Where is your brother? How come you don't want to sit with him?"