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PattyH. 
"Good I wanted to make sure you weren't just being nice, and trying not to hurt my feelings," Patroclus smiled, as a huge weight was lifted from his shoulders, but where was that drink.
He pullled open the fridge door, Patroclus, called over to Evelyn, "Me either, Pumpkin juice is chastly! I like something with more fizzle and pop!" and there it was, two icy cold glass bottles of CokeCola, pefect he mutterd to himself. As he turned to give a bottle to his dining partner, he saw her falling and landing smack bang, on the ground. "EVELYN!" Patroclus cried as he nearly dropped the bottles, catching them just in time, and placing them on a shelf. He jumped to his knees and slide to her side, "Are you OK? That must have hurt!" He wanted to place a hand on her arm and help her up, but he was still unsure as to whether or not she like him enough to let him enter her personal space. It was a quirky trait that she had, but Patroclus found it quite charming.
Landing on her knees and hands, Evelyn stayed in that position for a moment, shocked, before moving to sit down properly. Well, that didn't go so well or as planned. At least she wasn't holding anything in her han-
Omg! Her wand! Where was her wand!? It must've flown from her hand when she tripped! Not being able to have a chance to look for it however, her gaze was suddenly filled with the image of Patroclus' face.
"What?" she asked in a confused tone before realizing that she was indeed on the ground and that she may have been hurt.
"Oh, no, I'm fine. Really." Smiling to confirm her words, and barely noticing how close her was, she maneuvered herself so she was able to stand up on her own and hopefully this time, she wouldn't trip.
Standing up, Evelyn brushed out any wrinkles in her shirt, looking down to see if she had gotten them all when she noticed what the problem was. Her shoelace was untied. Pfft. Stupid shoelace. However, she didn't care about the shoelace. She wanted to find her wand.
Having looked back up to see if she could spot it, her eyes caught a rather interesting site. The Slytherin had already taken note of everything and anything in the room, and that crack in the cabinet pantry thing...had not been there before. Looking elsewhere, the Slytherin smiled at Patroclus, scooting her feet away so he didn't trip her or anything. Gotta fix the shoelace.
"Did you...find anything to drink? Before all this..." Happened. Yeaaa.
She needed her wand. Bruised knees and empty hands would do her no good.