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Anna Banana 
...and just how did this boy know her name, hmm? Instinctively, Sierra glanced down at her shirt, double-checking to make sure she hadn't worn something that displayed her name in some way. Nope, no name. So then how did--oh, wait! Of course! Sierra had nearly forgotten that she'd met this boy in Diagon Alley. He was the Puffer, wasn't he? His name had escaped her, though.
"Oh, hey, Puffer Boy," she greeted, stepping further into the compartment. "What brings me here? Uhh, is anyone on the train heading somewhere else besides Hogwarts?" What did he think she was doing here? Searching for gold at the end of the rainbow? Honestly. Hufflepuffs.
Noticing the magazine in his hand, she leaned over his shoulder and peered at what he was reading. "Uhh, what in Merlin's name is terminal degenerative dementia?" she asked, speaking out loud to herself more than actually asking any of the students sitting around. She scanned further down the page, her eyes getting wider as she read more and more. "Eww, removing a crup's tail? Gross. That's gotta hurt."
Puffer Boy? Really, Puffer Boy? That was.... MEAN.
Hufflepuff Boy would have been more suitable... and Hufflepuff Gentleman miles and miles more suitable.
He should have called her Perpetually-tangled-hair Girl! Negatively-charged Creature! Ickle firstie! Why, so suddenly, she was being mean now. Had she taken something bad? like Elixir to Induce Meanness or Essence of Ridiculous Disrespectful-ness? Who wanted to be addressed like that? Puffer boy, that was offensively punishable. Detention! Hehe.
But, as a relief to everyone around, Cedric wouldn't manifest his slight annoyance toward the little girl's actions. Well... just a little bit. He didn't usually get annoyed that fast. He wasn't his usual self... right now.
"Should you know, this is the Prefects' compartment," Cedric told her bluntly yet in a nice way... in a nice way because he was smiling.