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Originally Posted by
Anna Banana
Sierra followed West's random gaze to the Gryffindor captain. When she looked back at him, her eyes were narrowed in a 'what was that all about' look. She shrugged it off, though. West was twelve. Or thirteen. She could remember being that young and having random things interest her, as well.
Maybe he had a thing for the Gryffindor captain. Eww. A Gryffindor?! Really, West? ...and we thought so much more of you.
"Yup," she said, not mentioning the fact that she thought she'd really just taught West something. He didn't mention it either, she noted, but they were both Slytherins. That's just how they rolled.
She listened to the conversation between West and the professor, and then she looked back at West's t-shirt. He liked his t-shirt and really, he'd been one of the first to get the spell. He deserved a little credit, so she guessed she'd go all Puffer and tell him so.
"Hey, West? I think your t-shirt looks awesome," she said, and then she winked. ...but not that weird sort of wink that she'd seen her father give her mother. This was a cool wink, and it gave the message--you're awesome.
...because again, that's just how the Slytherin's rolled.
"Thanks!" Err.... wait. Should he be that enthusiastic about Sierra Greingoth pretty much telling him that HE was awesome? Yes. Yes he should.
He winked back, a nigh perfect imitation. Normally he'd go with a fistbump but you didn't just
fistbump a Greingoth.
He was good with a wink.
And with a plain white tee.
He'd be able to practice his awesome quick folding skills with it, and he didn't mean that dumb charm they had learned the previous term either.