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AmbiguouslyMe 
Why was she making that face? Emrys looked away, blinking and looking for an interesting knot in the wood. Swallowing, he nodded as he listened to her.
"Well, if Gryffindor is playing, and Ravenclaw isn't, then it's a 50% chance that it's either Slytherin or Hufflepuff, but the probability would be different if more variables were known like whether there are very excited students of a particular house around, who played in the last match, and after that it's just a logic puzzle with the known and unknown variables and.."
Oh. Oh not again.
"I mean," he said exaggeratedly, stretching it out, "who could know?" He laughed uncomfortably, clenching and unclenching his hands nervously.
He could feel the tingling in his neck and cheeks, and knew without a doubt that he was starting to get pink from embarrassment.
Louisa stared at the boy rambling. She didn't move or cut him off to comment or even show any expression on her face because he was talking like... her. Only with lower voice. Once he laughed, she beamed. "
That's exactly what I think." Emrys. She was going to remember this name.
She scooted a bit closer, moving one arm over the heads of the crowd, "
So, based on your analysis, we scan the crowd." And she did. Not that it did her any good. "
We'll figure it out," she murmured after a moment or two missing his pink face.
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So what are you?" She started more enthusiastic again. Was he a Huffie? Personally, she wanted him to be a Ravenclaw since he was so interesting and non-Quidditch-ish. They could use boys without the title of dorks, a.k.a the yearbook editor.