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PattyH. 
His daily run complete, Patroclus felt like he need to rest and stretch, he was hot and sweaty so somewhere with a breeze was the best place, he surmised and there was only one place where he knew he could get that, plus a killer view.
Climbing up the ladder that lead to the TreeHouse, the Lion felt like he was an action hero, hanging off the edge of some rocky cliff, holding on with one arm, his other hanging lossely at his side, ready to swing up and grab the next hold. It was with this daydream of action-hero status that Patroclus dive rolled into the treehouse, only to see that he was not alone.
"Oh," he blushed, "Hey Ellie!"
Ellie's train of thought broke when she heard someone climbing up the ladder to the treehouse. She casually glanced to the entry way to look to see who it was and was
quite surprised at what she saw. The Gryffindor Prefect had just dive-rolled his way into the Treehouse.
Ellie suppressed a snort by covering her mouth, but the expression on her face told the story. His blushing reaction made it even better and made Ellie laugh.
"Why hello there, Patroclus." She said formally with a grin. That certainly made her day more entertaining.
"That was quite an entrance there. If I didn't know any better, I might assume you were a... professional treehouse... climber." Ellie narrowed her eyes at her last comment. That. Wasn't... intelligent sounding. She shrugged. Whatever.
And Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart. Pfft.