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LilFox06 
Anya looked down at him with a slight frown. She rested an arm on top of him. She then propped her other elbow on the arm of the couch and leaned her head casually against her hand.
She looked over at him. "...really?" she asked in a quiet concerned voice.
She watched him for a few seconds. Was he having trouble with the light? She took of her tie and offered it to him. Maybe that would help?
She was quiet for a few seconds. "I don't want you to play in your match..."
Milton sighed quietly, feeling her rest an arm on him. This was comfortable. He nodded a little bit.
"Really." He had been getting headaches for quite some time now, and it was driving him insane. He couldn't concentrate, he couldn't sleep, he couldn't even be outside for very long because the sun was just too damn bright.
Why in the world was she holding out her tie to him?
"I have a tie..." he mumbled, obviously confused.
Okay... what...? Milton blinked a few times.
"Ha-ha," he said sarcastically.
"Not funny." He had already missed the last quidditch game, and he wasn't about to do it again.