Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
Smells off?
Damien was confused, raising an eyebrow in Daisy's direction. "Don't smell anything," he said glancing on either side of him to see if any other students had the same reaction to whatever odor offended her sense of smell.
Rolling his shoulders, the Hufflepuff rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, itching his arms to much to the point of his pale skin turning slightly red. "These unifroms are mad," he mumbled more so to himself but loud enough for Daisy to hear.
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