SPOILER!!: Ickle Dylan
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Dylan listened as she told him not to sneak up on people, wait was that a smile creeping up on her face? it sure did look like one. So the smile was invading the face of the very girl that had given him those flyers, the girl that Dylan thought was a mean person for having gone along with the punishment that Kurumi had given them. Though he could understand why she did, who wants to hand out all their flyers to lots of people when you can get little minions to do it for you.
Thats what Selina did, she and Kurumi made them her little minions and had them do the hard work of handing out the flyers. He nodded "Okay, I won't sneak up on people" he said before adding "Sorry" well he had to right? before she would lose her temper again.
He nodded he knew that she was the one, he could never forget the face that handed him the flyers on the platform. "Well I prefer not be called the ickle kid" as she put it, that made him sound like some 3 year old. 3year old he was not "But yes I did have an adventure climbing the train" he wanted to laugh here but he stopped himself, he knew that it would go wrong if he laughed right this minute "Ok you can call me Dylan while I call you Selina" there it was settled they would call each other by these names.
He saw her look at him again.. and he looked down at his uniform.. did he have something on it? Nope he didn't.. he looked back at her as she asked him a question. He nodded slowly "Yeah I am" oh gosh she was going to go hard on him wasnt she? He could just tell right now she was going to work him so hard that he was going to be so tired at the end of the tryouts.
Maybe she could train this little one. After all, he had just told her that he would not sneak up on people anymore, which meant that he was learning. And if he was a quick learner she would seriously consider making him one of her little Gryffindor boys. Besides, those boys always were looking for a new ickle lion to join the ranks, so it would be really nice to throw him into the lot. After all, this boy was going to need lion brothers if he was a Gryffindor. All of the little lions were sweet though, so he would fit just in. But that was only a possibility if she saw that she could, in fact, train him. And not the sort of train that he had climbed. The redhead still was not so happy about that.
"Good," she chuckled,
"It's just a safety thing. People at this school have been known to attack when they are snuck up on." Not shockingly, Selina Arden Skylar was one of those people. She just didn't like being snuck up on. It was not that she had anything against surprises because she loved those kind. Just not the type that involved scaring her and/or making her jump out of her skin.
The sorry at the tag end of his sentence was a sweet gesture, so she pet the little boy on his head,
"Its okay. Don't worry about it, really." The sixth year was seriously not as scary as she always first came off. It was just, usually, when people first met Selina it was at try outs, where she was a loon, or in the Great Hall, where she was even more of a nutter. Beneath all of the crazy... WAAAYYYY deep down, Selina was actually really, really nice. There was a reason why people sort of liked hanging around with her. That and her best friend carried around cookies.
She couldn't help but smirk when he defended himself about not being ickle. The redhead hated to break it to him, but he was ickle- he was eleven. It seemed that his Napoleon complex was worse than her own. For her age, the Quidditch captain was very short, but hey she was FUN SIZED. However, Dylan was eleven so of course he was ickle. And even if he wasn't short, he was still and ICKLE FIRST YEAR... with cute pinchable cheeks.
Oh goodie. He was trying out for the team. Selina had tried out for the team her first year and it had been the best decision of her life. Even to this day she really enjoyed hearing that younger students were trying out. It never hurt to try and she always liked seeing them get the better of older students. THAT never got old.
"You are," she mused,
"That's great. What position you trying out for?" She was curious. Quidditch was sort of her thing.