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Oooooooh!

Peyton 'ooh'ed' at the vial of Felix Felicis. She wanted it. She wanted to be as lucky as a golden star. Glancing up at her dad, she poked his arm playfully. "I want it, daddy. It'd be sooo cool to be lucky!" And do stuff with it. She hoped that didn't show in her expression or he wouldn't get it for her.

"Pleeeeease?" she added to sugarcoat it.

Xavier knew that look. His daughter was planning something, but...look at that cuteness. Peyton was his Achilles heel. He'd try and get it for her now and decide what to do with it later. There was no way he was going to let a thirteen year old who didn't like rules keep a potion with such power.

"105 Galleons," he announced, raising paddle 5 into the air.