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Like getting something for nothing. SMIRK. No really, did Cutty know how good that sounded? Because man alive, it made Grayson want to stage something. "It's very satisfying, especially if it goes according to plan. Or better than planned."
If Grayson wasn't so interested in any stories that Cutty had, he would have taken note of the fact that there was surprise in the boy's voice. Alas. There was a story. Once that made the fourth year smirk a little. "Didn't know you were good at healing people." Or that he was the caring and heroic sort but, then again, this was their second meeting. "Good thing you were there, then. I was told to watch out for the trick steps."
Same as him. Man, if this was his third year at the school and he still didn't know all the secrets of the castle, there was very little hope for Grayson. He didn't like that. "Man, I was hoping to figure out as much about the castle as I could." Because he was nosy. And it seemed like a good idea. "Are you a third year, then?"
How was it that this talk had turned to Beauxbatons? His blue eyes turned to look over at the tapestry and he shrugged. "It wasn't that interesting. Only four floors, which means not a lot of secrets to try and find," he said, stealing a glance over at the fellow Slytherin, "And no trick stairs, either." Which was a shame. He might have enjoyed it more if he had gotten the chance to see some annoying people getting their foot stuck in one of those.
Cutty's eyes widened a bit and he said, "
Yeah!"
This Whitlock person knew a lot about how the system worked. And Cutty found that a tremendous relief. If more Slytherins were more careful, it meant that they were less likely to land themselves in trouble. And, for Cutty, they were just easier to understand. Whitlock was perfect prefect material.
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I've healed quite a few people at the school already." And by quite a few, he meant exactly two. Bartholomew Maroon, the Gryffindor boy of whom he'd just told a story and his fellow Slytherin third year, Caleb Newell, who Cutty also considered a good contender for the male prefect. "
But you pick up a few things when your Head of House is the school's Healer."
Cutty was tempted to tell Grayson about the girl he'd met from Beauxbatons a year or so back when they had to compete for their school funds. But what would be the point of Grayson would know that he'd be lying about having snogged her. Or worse yet, what if he knew her? Actually, what if he knew her? Cutty thought he'd made a good enough impression on Mlle Maltisse that it wouldn't have hurt. "
I met someone from your school a year ago. Her name was Léa Maltisse. I think she liked the fact that we could have our conversations in French. I wanted her to teach me bad words, but she was gone before I knew it." He said sounding a little forlorn.
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Well, I'll tell you what, Whitty. You just keep hanging about me and I'll show you everything I know about the castle. Mmmaybe in exchange, you could help me improve my French. If you know what I mean?" Reciprocity. The strongest foundation for any snake!friendship.