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Oh Merlin. She had barely started and her eyelids were already threatening to close. Thankfully, a voice had blown her out of her drowsy reverie. One that belonged to Dora. Not even fighting a yawn, she lifted her head up and straightened on her seat as the younger 'Claw took a seat across her.
*sleepy!blinks*
"Are you still that mad at me that you don't even bother say a greeting?" She asked in a low, calm voice. Not that she was acting like she was any better, but she was definitely trying to instill good manners on her chickadees. She deemed it part of her responsibility as a Prefect. Besides, she didn't want any of her Ravenclaws acting rude like those ones from other houses. Just no.
"But I guess you're right. I should teach it something more....complex." But she was too exhausted to actually make her mind work. Instead, she mumbled out the first kind of movement that fizzed into her brain. "....Gliiiiide." Or...slide from side to side. Whatever. She was sleepy. The gargoyle, however, heeded her command and slid from left to right, back and forth. It was amusing at first because the stoned toy moved without being stuck or something of the sort, it glided across the table as if it were on ice. But it made her dizzy eventually so she made it stop which it promptly followed.
She turned back to Dora after. "What dance are you teaching your gargoyle?"
"Maybe I know you well enough that a greeting's not needed," She slide her glasses back on her face and drew her wand, watching Beezus for a moment.
"I'm not mad anymore." Dora had too many other things on her mind to stay mad at the other girl. She was also trying to get stuff off her mind, and feelings like irritation did her no good to keep around.
Nodding her head, she leaned forward and concentrated on both her gargoyles. After a moment, she waved her wand.
"Piertotum Locomotor." The gargoyle instantly sprung to life and Dora stared thoughtfully.
"Stand up, and fold those wings." They weren't needed. The gargoyle did as told and seemed to her to be watching for more commands.
"I don't know yet. Maybe his own type of dance." She mused, still watching her gargoyle.