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BanaBatGirl
"I know, I know," Fletcher continued grinning and even flashed a wink at Muffin. Thanks, lil niffler, for being such an irresistible chick magnet. Apparently he did work all right, even on girls who didn't like animals! How bout that.
Raising a brow as the Prefect apparently called him nommable, Fletcher shook his head and approached to take the animal away. Too far, Cameron, too far. Fletcher was NOT nommable, unless she was referencing his very kissable lips? Hmm? That would be true, at least. Regardless, he would be guarding his pet a little more closely now.
Cuddling Muffin against his chest, Fletcher smirked. "I know your name, Champion. How can you not know mine?" Granted, he managed to keep a low radar, usually, and they hadn't even been formally introduced, but c'mon, girl. Who didn't know Fletcher? THE Fletcher?!
"There's gold in the Hufflepuff common room?" he added slowly, eyes widening at all the possibilities suggested there. "Nuh uhhhhhh. I've never seen it!"
Cameron nodded. Yep.. and this was where she would start triple filtering her thoughts before she spoke. As if this wasn't awkward enough..
Merrrrhlin.
She lifted her eyes from the Niffler to see his expression and a frown creased her absolutely besotted expression.
"Can't I hold him a little longer..?" He was adorable! And he
was nommable! Like those kyute little cherub children. When they were asleep. Sound asleep. Children were nasty when they were awake. Much too much flailing and 'wanting things'.
But he took the Niffler anyway and she pouted before digging her hands into her pockets. She had nothing to hold anymore. And that made her embarassment even more awkward.
"You do?" She frowned and shrugged off his mention of the whole 'Champion' thing. Participee was a more accurate term considering she hadn't gotten very far. At all..
"Chyeah.. um.. I'm not good with names?" She offered? That and the fact that she paid as much attention to the student body of Hogwarts as she did her homework wasn't helping her much. Didn't it start with like.. A? M? Nope. She was at a loss.
"Amnesia.. they say. So what's the name?"
She frowned, crossing her arms over her chest thoughtfully.
"Weeeell, I dunno if there's gold persay, but there's GOLD stuff and this little baby might think it's gold." And then the boy would be blamed for his pet having caused the common room to look like a bomb had exploded in it. Shame..