Text Cut: Lissy Longbottom
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Lissy Longbottom 
Caleb had just closed his eyes to try and doze off a bit, when he heard a familiar voice. He sat up and blinked. It was his sister, back from the dead! "Where were YOU at the feast?" he asked her, sounding more concerned than accusatory. He'd have hated to try and explain to his parents that she had died or something, or that he'd lost her.
Plus, she'd left him alone with CUTTY and some other people that he wasn't too concerned about. It hadn't been the most thrilling feast, that was for sure. He chuckled when she brought up the fight and nodded, looking very pleased with himself. "Yup. In fact, people are STILL talking about it. Brought it up at the feast, they did," he said with a cheeky grin. That fight would live in infamy, wouldn't it? Wasn't the worst thing to get remembered for!
And Cutty? He raised an eyebrow and glanced back at their fellow third year. What WAS he doing? He shrugged and leaned back again, hands behind his head. "Who knows. Don't care," he said. If Sophie wanted to investigate she could, but he was on Cutty!overload right now after the feast and the train station.
Well, now he didn't waste much time cutting right to the chase in asking her where she'd been at the feast.
"I was there," she said.
"Ask Cutty. He talked to right there at the house table." Well, he HAD, even thought it had been the last ten minutes of the feast. Sophie was still annoyed at the fact she'd had to scarf down all that good food in ten minutes time.
People were still talking about that common room fight?
"Really?!" she asked.
"COOL!" ...
"I mean...oh. What'd they say about it?" The Newell twins were going down in HISTORY. Sophie followed Caleb's gaze back to Cutty, shrugged, and then looked away again.
She was just about to say something else when...
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Fira "You know...you didn't need to fart here. Care to find yourself a bathroom the next time."
"Ew." Boys could be so disgusting at times.