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Cassirin Dora was oddly comforting in his hour of need, and Mo squeezed her right back without comment. It didn't require comment, 'cause he thought he knew what she meant. Solidarity and 'this place is rubbish', with a healthy dose of thankful feelings that whatever else was wrong, they had each other and weren't Hufflepuffs.
"I'm the best at entertaining. Note it."
It was possible Dora was already missing all the physical affections she'd been receiving over summer, and was attempting to find some comfort in sitting with Mo. Which worked, but still wasn't the same. Still, her attempts at comforting
him was genuine, and if she could read his thoughts she'd tell him how right he was.
"Now, that you'll have to prove with more than just words." She gave him a nudge.
"I think we should do our gift exchange earlier this year." Quote:
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lemon Still, he would TRY to say hi to the girl. But he didn't want to lose his spot, seeing as it was so hard to get one in the first place. It was because of this that Dima attempted to stretch his arm AROUND Prefect #1 and Miss Dora's apparent boyfriend to tap her shoulder.
And ended up falling off his seat. No big deal.
Since he was already on the ground, he just crawled closer and stuck his head in beside Dora on the side of her not occupied by Mo, still on his knees.
"Hi," he whispered, so as not to interrupt her and her boyfriend's cuddle session too much. "I'm Dima! Are you Miss Dora? Your co-Prefect said I should come say hi." Or he IMPLIED it. Same thing. "He said you're dangerous too, but we can still be friends, right?"
Unless she ate people like the Groundskeeper did. THEN they couldn't be friends.
With all the quidditch players surrounding her because of Mo, and with her trying to tune out most of the mindless chatter, Dora almost didn't hear the first year beside her whispering. She had to glance at her side, then down when noticing the seat empty before realizing he was there, then try to recall all that he had said and was still saying.
Miss Dora?
She shot him a confused look, placing a hand on the top of his head so she could carefully tilt it to get a better appraising look.
"Do you call everyone Miss?" What was his name again?
"Kid." Yeah.... that would work for now. Nigel got a raised eyebrow sent his direction before eyes where back on the child.
"If you want a shot at being my friend, you can start by getting off the ground. Ravenclaws don't go around crawling on all fours." It wasn't becoming.