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"Uhm... It's a little stale," he said slowly, breaking some off, "some people in my common room didn't exactly want to eat it, and I haven't had a chance to bring it down until today. But I suppose that's not a problem, if you enjoy being a duck." He watched Harland, raising his eyebrows in an amused manner. The boy was crazy, weird, but friendly enough, even if he did want old bread. "There's fresh bread in school, though..." He reminded him, passing him a piece. "Which I doubt the poor ducks ever get."
Harrison shifted about on the grass a little, watching the ducks carefully, in hope he hadn't scared them all away totally. He liked them, really. The duck boy was just a little... odd. "Are you in my year?" He asked politely, thinking he couldn't just share bread with a stranger and leave it at that. "Sixth Year, that is." Harland was a face he recognised from around school, but had never really spoken to, for lack of a need to. And he certainly wasn't in Hufflepuff.
Stale bread...
"Nah, that's fine, I don't care. Bread is bread, after all!" Harland nodded, taking the bread and beginning to nibble it. Hearing the other's comment about his duck impersonation, he chuckled.
"I don't often impersonate ducks, I just thought it was a good way to attempt to get bread. I do before I think." That was definitely true. No doubts about that.
"Of course, but I would have to walk all the way to the castle, then come back down again. I didn't really see much point in doing that when there's some here!" He explained, ceasing his nibbling in favour of throwing it out to the ducks in the hopes they would come back. He felt slightly bad now, apparently this guy had been enjoying their company.
Harland nodded, grinning once more.
"Yeah! I'm a sixth year, too! Just came here, actually, got homeschooled. The common room is a complete mess... Is it the same in the-" He stopped for a moment, quickly looking at the colour of Harrison's tie.
"Hufflepuff common room? And are there Dementors in your common room?" He asked, shuddering at the memory. That had been creepy; he had never expected to find Dementors at Hogwarts... He hadn't expected to find Dementors at all, actually. He rather hoped he wouldn't run into them again, though.