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Bubbles 
Kennedy shrugged nonchalantly. "It's okay," he said. "I don't like soda, now that's weird," and he didn't like peas, or liver, or bad smells, or not having money, or getting his shoes dirty and MANY other things. He just felt like putting out there though, you know, so she won't feel all weird and stuff.
Now, Kennedy chuckled at that. "Well, good luck," he said in a good manner, but his pride inside was jumping with, 'BECAUSE YOU'LL NEED IT!'. The prefect smiled as he quirked up an eyebrow. "I don't have to since it is going to happen," he grinned. He had a great feeling the snakes would do WAY better than they did last term and there was nothing that could dampen his spirits.
Nothing.
Soda?
"Really? Well, I don't think that's weird at all. I guess people just have their own likes and dislikes, right?" She gave him another smile. Each to their own. OH. He said he was a sixth year, right? "
Hey, how did your OWLS go?" Yeah, that was kind of random..but she was random. Sometimes.
"Sorry to burst your bubble but I think you are the guys who need luck." Pffft. Luck. Yeah, right. They were loyal and hard-working, which were very good traits. What did else did they need? Gosh, both of them were going way overboard with the whole supporting their house thing and she was about to say that to him when..OH.
"You seem too confident about it." Evelyn raised her eyebrows, a playful grin playing on her lips.