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the fastest seeker
Looking at the boy's face, Cassia thought if this kid was really a spy. He sure sucked. No offense intended. And to be honest, he didn't really struck her as the spy-ish kind of person. So thinking it'd be better if she dropped the accusations, Cassia smiled at the boy and said. "Well, you don't look like a spy," Not a professional one anyway. "What were you doing here then?" She asked conversationally. She wasn't trying to interrogate him or anything. Just wanted to lighten the mood or something.
Was it working?
And trying to help doing that, she uncrossed her arms and brought them to her sides. Casually standing and all. "I'm Cassia by the way," Why not introduce herself as well.
It'd show that she only had good intentions. Mhhm.
Forrest blinked. With the fear that she could attack him like Sonea did, his brain was working much slower than usual. He still had that very scared look and he looked very pale, and now confusion accompanied them.
He remained silent even after she had finished speaking. He had to speak. Really. Or else she'd think he was an idiot or something. He blinked again and leaned forward to a normal posture. She didn't look like she meant harm. Ahem.
"I'm Forrest." His voice still tried to hide. Some more
ahems.
"I--I just--wanted to--" He went scarlet. When he had first planned it, it hadn't sounded silly at all; but now he realised it was the silliest thing in the world.
Who was he to lie on a whim? That was Slytherins' job. So... silence and avoiding eye-contact and trying to get paler again.
Why wasn't he running away?