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Presley Black 
Why was he acting so weird? Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Well, now she was practically committed to the idea. She was going to at least make an attempt, and if she failed, she might come out the other end with another friend at least. "Pleasure to meet you too, Milton."
Now what? Now, according to her diplomacy lessons, was when she asked him about his interests and hobbies, right? "You're the quidditch captain, right?" Obviously. But he didn't know that she knew that, right? He didn't know that she followed quidditch obsessively, and as long as he didn't know, it was okay to ask obvious questions like that.
Milton eyed her for a moment. This girl was veeeeery curious to him. Curious indeed... She
wanted something from him, didn't she? Because she was asking a lot of questions
kind of. And she asked if he was the quidditch captain. Pfff. Everyone knew he was the quidditch captain. That was Milton logic, anyway.
"I am indeed," he said with a hint of a smirk before taking a seat on the arm chair next to her. He was intrigued now.