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Ty, who had spent the whole of this celebration running to and fro, looking utterly delighted by the prospect of Ravenclaw winning the house cup AND gobstones last year. They were simply awesome. And really WICKEDLY COOOOOL.
Munching happily on yet another sandwich - Hogwarts had AMAZING food! - Ty forced himself to settle down and listen as Professor V began speaking. But it was hard to stay still when he said stuff like THAT. The soon-to-be thirteen year old boy literally began bouncing up and down, his tiny figure practically glowing energy and happiness.
And then Miles -he said that was his name- spoke and Ty began to chant along with everyone else. RAVENCLAW WERE THE BEST!!!! They were wicked cool, SUPAH SMART, intelligent, awesome, really really really reall BRILLIANT and... well, loads of other UBER AWESOME stuff that wouldn't come to mind now.
When Cela spoke, Ty all but burst with excitement. HE WANTED TO CHEER TOOOOOO!!!! He'd have to talk to her about that later. . . But it seemed she was pausing, so he wanted over to the Head Girl and the prefect, a MASSIVE grin on his tiny face as he gazed up at the two with an idolising expression.
"That was AWESOME. We 'claws are just AMAZING. And AWESOME. And WICKED COOOOOOL," Ty's little head nodded a little too vigorously. "I'll DEFINITELY soar with you! And can I cheer too?? That will be SO COOL!"
Cue much jumping. He wanted to be SEEN by them! Hehe. RAVENCLAW!! RAVENCLAAAAWWWWW!!!!!
aybe he shouldn't have had so much sugar.
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