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Originally Posted by
Zephyr 
Toffee. Check.
Nougat. Check.
Yes, of course the Dark Chocolate Truffles. That was a must. “Now where’s the chocolate fud…” Mordred trailed off as he saw a girl staring at his feet. He pulled a confused face and looked down. Was she looking at his new shoes? Before he knew it, she was already asking where he got them. Should he tell?
No?
Yes?
Oh, oh well he doesn’t know where exactly his parents got them. He suspects it’s muggle shoes and was modified by his mother who used to be in Slytherin. He looked at the girl again and responded with pride. “My parents got it for me. I s’pose, it’s an early Christmas present…or birthday present.” He said as he looked at the window thinking. Or was it a bribe of some sort? Mordred looked at her again, and he was sure she wasn’t from Slytherin. “Why? You like them?” he asked with a smirk.
Oh and did he call him sir? That sounded nice. He might live with it. But then again... "The name's Mordred." he said as he tried to extend his hand to shake, but both of his hands were already full of sweets.
Elliot raised an eyebrow at him. Of
course she liked them, or else she wouldn't be
asking about them...honestly, non-ravenclaws.
"
Obviously," she replied back, still eyeing him up and down. He was a typical Slytherin, she supposed, down to his smirk. But Elliot was the
queeeeeen of smirks.
Her eyebrow relaxed as he introduced himself. Mordred. She repeated the name to herself in her head.
"Well, Mordred, the pleasure is yours, I assure you," she replied, a smug smirk appearing on her face as well.
"My name is Elliot. Elliot Mitchell Morganzo, Ravenclaw. As if you couldn't tell by my witty charm and mannerism," haha, this was
fun.
She noticed him attempting to shake her hand...but failing. She tried not to look too critical as she said,
"Fancy a few sweets, eh?"
Cue smirk again. *smirks.*