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THE Govoni Not finding anything weird about the non-hesitance or instant-hand-grabbing, Dylan just readjusted Charlotte. Smiling at her a bit...just because, he moved his free hand to grasp the frizbee that Bee held out to him. "You're the boss." which was probably true in more ways than even the Slytherin knew. He wasn't letting go of her hand, though. Not until they landed...wherever this made them go.
It was uncomfortable traveling by means that had no clear destination. Dylan didn't give rat's what this Ministry guy said...He just wasn't comfortable with it.
So, really...he was holding her hand for selfish reasons. Yes.
Case of the nerves and what have you...
Gah, this thing looks so...eerie.
Davinci was suddenly on her feet. Gooooooood. He had followed his Mistress. Smart thinking, feline.Feeling relieved somewhat, she sighed. Meh. How was Davinci supposed to join their portkey ride? He couldn't hold unto the frizbee, can he? She needed to carry him or something, but her hands were full. ...Or was it?
"Uhh, I need my hand," Beezus mumbled as she let go of Dylan's hand and heaved the cat into her arm, resting it against her body.
Where did that Ministry guy say the portkeys will bring them again? Oh, right. At the train station at Hogsmeade. Well, it was like they were still on the train then. At least the first years would still get to ride the boats. That was one of the most exciting experiences one would ever want to encounter at Hogwarts.
"Okay." Beezus responded when he said she was the boss. He wasn't going to give her a retort? Heh. Perhaps it was better if they always have a train wreckage, because he was all nice to her -- being a concerned bamboo and all?
...Speaking of concerned bamboos....
O_________o
EEEEP! Beezus involuntarily let out a small gasp, that came along with a squeal of some sort. Merlin's pants! She forgot about Rich! He was still inside the compartment.A slight expression of panic became evident on her face,
"Rich..we have to get Rich..." They can't just leave him, can they?! But the frizbee was glowing more and more.
Can she still let go of the portkey for a minute, dash back to the compartment and bring the
sweet guy there?!