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Old 09-27-2013, 07:57 PM   #18 (permalink)
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Fern Quimbley
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Taking a couple steps back as Cuthbert yelled at her, Fern planted her hands on her hips. "Of course I understand." Glancing down at his bulging bag, the Hufflepuff sniffed with disdain. How long had he been keeping those candies in there? What if some of them had melted? Fern didn't know how warm the Slytherin Common room was, but they had to have a fireplace, and if he'd left them by it for just a second... And regardless of their physical condition, they probably had HIS smell all over them. Which was to say, they reeked something incredibly awful - kind-of...pickle-y. Fern knew this; she'd gotten a good whiff of it earlier when he was all in her face.

About to say something about this, the 11-year-old was caught off guard when he said her name. CORRECTLY.

Eyebrows lifted, Fern stared open-mouthed, realizing just how emotionally crushed he had been by her rejection. Then she giggled. What a power rush.

"WAIT!" she cried after Charlie announced his order, holding up a hand. "Don't you want to know the prices first?!" Because with Cuthbert selling, they were probably astronomically inflated. But that was why Fern was here: to protect Charlie, and that included watching over his pocketbook.
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