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kayquilz 
Heehee. See? He didn't respond. Which meant Elliot had won! Won what? Who cares! But she had! HA!
"I didn't crush anyone's bones with my skull, though. If I wanted to hurt you I would have used words instead. Or my wand. Violence is for muggles," she nodded, knowingly.
She would possibly never hit/punch/bite ANYONE. Because hey, that just wasn't classy. Especially when you had a wand to attack with! "But if you were just liquid we wouldn't have this problem." Nodnodnod.
She felt better. A lot better. his sarcasm seemed to be like medicine or something. "Oh, I'm Elliot, by the way. Elliot Morganzo. Fourth year Ravenclaw..." Future Empress of the world...yeah, the introductions...blah blah blah.
Edric shrugged as the angry mystery girl explained that violence was for muggles. Well, he doubted she could say anything that could offend him, the boy had grown an amazing ability to keep his care level at 0. Wandwork did sound threatening, but what could this little girl do that he hadn't learned in the past seven years?
Anyway.
The girl wanted him liquid once again. "I can't make any promises on that." Or anything, really.
And then the girl was introducing herself. Elliot? Edric raised an eyebrow. Interesting. Wasn't that a boy's name? He wasn't about to tease the girl on that, though, as he knew all about getting teased for his name. "I'm Edric Barlow. Seventh year Gryffindor."
The boy glanced back at his book but, unable to get back in the mood of reading after this not-so-lovely interruption, he turned back to the girl, "What are you so angry about, anyway?"