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Sonea 
With her hands deep buried inside her pockets she stood in the middle of the courtyard. She had left Little princess in the common room, she didn’t liked it to leave her rat behind but she was not sure what she would do that day so she had left her rat behind. She also didn’t liked it to be here, she had a detention from professor Botros and she hated it! But… Luckily someone wanted to help her, she had no idea how, but West wanted to help her, so she waited for the older boy to meet her here.
West whistled to himself as he came into the courtyard, carrying broomsticks. A lot of broomsticks. It wasn't EASY to carry so many broomsticks either by the way, but he had a big armful, carrying them like a stack of firewood though they were obviously more valuable than that. He'd stashed the rest of what they'd need over by a sheltered part of the wall too.
Carefully he set them down in front of one of the benches, and only then did he see that Sonea was there waiting.
... and what was wrong with her face exactly? Mud? Well, okay.
"Sonea. Hi." Paaause.
"So, you're gonna help me out with something. And in return I might say good things to Botros, right?" Paaaause.
"And we can talk about stuff." Nod. Because Sonea had to LEARN a thing or two.
Helpfully the majority of the Quidditch team had been all FOR helping out with this too. So. West was ready to get started. He sat down on the bench, lounging comfortably.
"Come over here and sit." The fifteen year old suggested cheerfully enough. It wouldn't be that bad. Might even be fun.