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dansgurl
She didn't like the way the guy was eying her. HUH? Was something on her face now too? Why was she always eyed at by people. She made a conscious shift. And then she knew why she was being eyed. So the song bothered him...and the castle. As much as it had bothered her before.
"OH" she said, with a little smile. "Does it really matter?" she asked the boy, giving him a kind smile. "I too didn't like the school....the dust, work, cleaning...laundry!" And she'd never done laundry before. "But they don't really count.....what counts is the experience and fun" WHOA, that was her in her philosophical self. Since when did that side of her come up? "And I didn't even like being placed in Gryffindor at first" she said, in a low voice. One shouldn't provoke stray lions. And did she look like she regretted it now?
"Would you like to sit down?" she asked as she moved to make space for the guy at the bench. "I'm Amara Kaul" she added with a smile.
It mattered, actually. It mattered
a lot. Forrest opened his mouth to WHINE to the girl and show her just HOW MUCH it mattered, but she kept talking and explained her point of view. He paused for a moment and considered.
...
"Experience is--okay," he said in the end as he was sulking less now.
"But laundry and cleaning and eating bad food aren't fun. At all." Just to get that straight. Maybe, if they paid enough money and all, everything would change next year? Was that being too optimistic? Comparing with HER optimism, probably not.
He sat down automatically as his face stopped being ugly with sulking.
"I know," he said without thinking much--then his eyes grew and he hurried to explain himself better.
"I mean--I remember you from the sorting." So that she knew he wasn't a freak or anything.
"I'm--I'm Forrest, from Hufflepuff." Telling his surname still felt weird.
Adults did that, and he was still twenty years shy of being an adult.
"How come you didn't want to be a Gryffindor?" He
still could give his PlayStation to be one.