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Sonea 
“W- What?” The young girl stared at the prefect and wondered if she had heard him correctly, had he just called her… SONNYYYYYYY! No way, nobody would call her that way! The young girl removed her hand from Daichi’s arm and folded her arms. She looked annoyed at the older boy and decided that she HATED that name! Her REAL name, S.O.N.E.A was perfect and she refused to listen to a stupid nickname! “I’m sorry, but how did you call me? I hope that it was not a stupid nickname, because if you’re calling me again with that name, I WILL NOT TALK TO YOU AGAIN!” The second year old pouted and looked away from Daichi, showing him that she really refused to look AND talk to him if he would use that name again!
But… was he listening to her or not? Was he REALLY talking about ice-cream!? In the middle of the winter! Was he insane? “Daichi, are you alright? Have you been bitten by a dangerous duck who was sick and are you now sick as well? Of did you have eaten some bad food here at Hogwarts? Please tell it me if it was the food or I will not eat here anymore!” The young girl stared at the food that was placed on the table before her and was not really surprised if the food had made Daichi sick, it was really bad!
“AND NO! I will NOT eat ice-cream with you! It is cold and I don’t like it to eat ice-cream in the winter! I want to eat something warm and delicious, like… like… Pizza or a warm soup!”
“Eugh” sighed Sonea and rolled her eyes. “I need your help, but I can’t tell you what it is before you have promised me to help me, and I DON’T want to talk about ice anymore!”
Blink blink staaaaare!
Daichi heard angry words coming from Sonea's mouth but ...oh come on! it sounded HILARIOUS?! Why? Because a twelve year old was angry at him for using a nickname he so clevery had invented! Seriously, he should be getting a medal. A golden medal made of ice cream~
"Iiiit was just a jooooke" he answered cheerfully as he shrugged his shoulders. Chill down kid. Why were children always so... mad about the smallest things? First Forest and now Sonea.
Shifting his body a bit to the side so his elbow was resting on the surface of the table and with his fingers he tapped on it. A rhythm followed and soon the rather cheerful Slytherin began to hum as well. A song he had just made up in his mind. 'Cause he was awesome like that.
"Bitten by a duck? noooo! ducks don't bite me! i'm their family and family never bites each other"
Those were WISE words , kid. Learn them.
"I'm fine, actually i've never been better! I mean, yes. The school is having financial problems... guys in my own house don't like me as their Prefect and i am sure i'll never be able to find a job BUT have you seen how BEAUTIFUL life is?!" His eyes glazed over for a second as he looked in the distance, a goofy grin stretched on to his face. Before he was brought back to earth by the voice of Sonea.
She was really serious with that *help* wasn't she? The Slytherin eyed her curiously. He'd known in the past that he should help anyone just like that. Merlin it nearly costed him his life, literally back then. But...she was a friend , right? Plus, he was a Prefect and Prefects should do their duties helping their fellow students.
"Alright, but i'm not making your homework" Cause that was low.