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Ow! What was that? As Ness hugged Oakey she felt a small jab across her chest. It took her not too long to remember that she was wearing her badge, and sort of hoped Oakey hadn't felt it, but he had.
Pulling out from the hug, Ness gave Oakey a nod. "I...I am." she stammered and then her cheeks began to redden. She wasn't used to this whole captain thing, but hopefully it would feel more normal soon. "Thanks." she beamed at him, only to begin pouting again when he mentioned something about the Prefects already at it.
They were! If only Oakey had been in the compartment earlier. It was chaos and just madness. Was it always this crazy with prefects or was something up this term? Who knew. What Oakey was talking about was something else. Nessie followed he's eyes and then spotted Louisa chasing around. "Seems like it, you should have seen the prefects compartment earlier." She pouted more. "I wonder what Louisa is up to." Hmmm, possibly a pet. Ness knew what it was like to chase Puffles and she utterly hated it.
*blink*
There was something furry by Oakeys legs, Nessie couldn't see it properly, but she was beggining to worry as to what it was. She remained her mouth shut for now though, waiting to see what would happen first.
"Renesmee this is great news, you should be a lot more excited." He patted her reassuringly on the shoulder after seeing her pout.
"I'm gonna tryout again this year, and having you as the Captain I'm sure we can win the cup back for Keefer." Right, even if his former captain told him not to worry, Oakey would still feel partially responsible for their loss to Slytherin that had them miss playing in the Finals. Oakey would do whatever it took t o get that trophy back in Hadley's office.
Things were going down at the Prefect's compartment?
"Do tell?" Oakey wanted to here about it...maybe Sierra finally snapped?
He looked down at his feet as a familiar voice began yelling at him to catch the cat. The cat was certainly still there trying to nudge between his feet. There really wasn't anywhere else for it to go. Now Oakey could be nice to the Cat and open his legs some to let it free or he could pick it up. Weighing the options he decided it would be best to follow the instructions of Louisa.
"You think this is who Louisa's looking for?" He reached down and carefully picked up the cat.
He turned around and gave the two girls a smile holding the cat between the armpits of it's front paws with his two hands.
"Is this the cat?" Oakey called out to them. The cat, Viola was her name? It did not look very pleased to be held the way it was by Oakey.