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Awarlesta Black 
Awarlesta approached the Ravenclaw after realizing she hadn't even said a birthday wish to her cousin amongst the chaos. While in Diagon Alley, she managed to pick up something. She tapped her cousin's shoulder and handed her a little wrapped box. "Here, Presley, happy birthday..."
Presley glanced up at the sound of Awar's voice, startled out of her pity party, and hoping her cousin hadn't heard it. Presley took the box, not inclined to open it.
"Thanks," She managed a smile at the young girl.
"What is it?" She wanted to say "Sorry about yelling at you. But you know I had to." She wanted to ask how Awarlesta's brother was doing. She wanted to ask about Leo and her own father, but she didn't. Because she was Presley, and she was too damned proud for her own good.
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kayquilz
Elliot had lost Pres on the way to the Great Hall...but she found her friend and sighed. She had gotten something for her. But it was in the common room...
"Sorry, I should have told you back there..." she said softly. "But Happy Birthday, Presley Black!" she smirked...
The string of pearls would look quite nice on Presley's slender neck. And all ladies had to have a pair of REAL pearls.
Elliot's attention snapped to this...puffer. "Presley, what is this little puffball doing wishing you a happy birthday?" she asked, horrified...Presley was friends with PUFFER?!?
Presley flipped around as Elliot came up on her other side.
"Oh, no worries. Thanks, Elliot." Elliot Morganzo was the best friend Presley could ask for. She even remembered, in the excitement of the first day back, that it was Presley's birthday. That took a good friend.
Presley's eyes grew wide as Elliot noticed Awarlesta. This could not turn out well.
"We're not friends." Presley snapped defensively. Then wishing she could take that comment back, explained.
"This is my cousin, Awarlesta. Awar, meet Elliot Morganzo." Then under her breath and mostly to herself
"Though, you'd konw her already if your mother would let you interact socially." That was a sore spot for the Black family, and it bothered Presley no end that Awar and Elliot didn't already know each other.