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sarahlooo 
Just as Milton relaxed further into his chair, he heard someone else greet him from behind the chair. But since Milton was sideways, all he had to do was turn his neck to see his fellow sixth year. "Hutchinson," he said with a nod.
His eyebrow raised again and he looked at Spike for a moment before responding. "Thank you... I'm rather enjoying it." It was nice and CUSHY. Indeed.
Hutchinson? What was wrong with just 'Spike'? He might not be super close to the new Quidditch Captain, but they had played together last year. Enough to be on friendly first name terms, surely?
Heh, whatever.
"Well, enjoy it while you can,
Shacklebolt," he said with a smirk. Because that was SPIKE'S usual chair.
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Eriin DID THEY NOT KNOW THIS WAS ADDY'S CHAIR?!?!
The male prefect got the stink eye for a moment and then she spoke. "It's a lovely chair, is it not. That is why it's mine." Get it? STAY AWAY FROM MY CHAIR!!
When he pursed his glorious lips did he expect girls to swoon? Addy tilted her head to one side and watched him for a few moments. "But that one is mine. I spent the vast majority of last term in THAT chair. Reading and studying." Really how could anyone have missed her there? Flaming red hair, book attached to hand, lots of blushing when people spoke to her.
"And yes, I was kidding about the visitation schedule. It was a joke. HAR HAR. Are all of you Brits so serious all the time?" GAWD. She would tickle him if he didn't lighten up. Heh.
"It is," Spike said with a nod to the girl. Very lovely indeed. Except it's not yours..." He shook his head, curls bouncing. "Technically it's the Common Room's." And preferably, it was Spike's. Prefects needed to be comfortable to focus on their very important job, afterall. "Plus I know exactly how to jump into it just right from behind." And if they sat there, it was their risk if they suddenly found themselves with a lump of a Prefect in their lap.
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Cassirin "Making friends, Jacks?" Vivi paused on her way down the staircase from the dorms and took in the conundrum. There was plenty of seating in the common room. Surely that chair wasn't the one.
Unless it was.
In which case, she wanted to sit in it too.
She finished descending and paused a few feet away, hands clasped behind her back and head cocked to the side. Badges. These were respectable sorts that Jacks was tormenting. Didn't she know better?
"I know a duplication spell. We could make copies of the chair."
Jacks? Spike made a note of the name, and nodded at the girl with a smile. "Nice to make your acquaintance, Jacks," he said, holding out a hand. "Spike Hutchinson, Ravenclaw Prefect," he added. "And you are?" he asked to the newcomer.
Copies of the chair?
Spike shook his head. "I'm sure there's no need." He'd just raced Milton back after Quidditch practice, that was all. Because as
Captain, Shacklebolt would have to return the equipment. Hehe.