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Was she getting significantly more pink in the face, or was it just him? "I don't see any flour around here..." his tone was light, but he still looked around to add some effect. "So I guess you're safe for now." He couldn't help to chuckle a little bit at the thought of getting into another flour fight-- in a train nonetheless! And now his cheeks were starting to burn a little too. Funny how these things always manage to work.
Greece. Of course. She was going to go into her fifth year, so she was allowed. Was there anyone who wasn't going on that field trip?!! Aside from most of his third year friends... Ahem. But still! He wanted to go. If not for Greece, for his friends. He had plenty of friends going. Kace... Grayson... Uh... Mackenzie. Yeah. Mackenzie. See plenty. "Greece should be a lot of fun." Nope. No bitterness in his voice. None at all. Not like he really wanted to go or anything. No. Greece is stupid anyways, nothing special. No bitterness here. Hmph. "I wish I could go," and there it was. The tiniest little pout crossed is face. Sigh. "Why aren't you going to go to Paris anymore? Is it because of the field trip?" Because if it were him, he'd find a way to do BOTH. Actually going anywhere would be nice. Besides Hogwarts, he had never actually gotten out of England his whole entire life. Travel sounded nice.
"Yeah, Diagon Alley would be nice," he agreed, "Maybe my parents will let me stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a bit this year... Since I'm a little older this year." Fourteen was old. He could totally handle a few days alone in the wizarding world. Pft. Not much to it. He had survived the crazy term after all. What was a few nights in comparison? Did she say she was staying in London? "I-I actually live near London.... But the muggle side," Why was it always embarrassing to tell people where he lived? Oh yeah. Because some guys made it a big deal. There was nothing wrong with living in a muggle neighborhood... With a house full of muggles... Being raised by them... Nothing wrong. "Maybe.. Maybe we could hang out sometime?" Flailsteed had said to live it epically. The old third year Zander would have never been so up front, but he was the new and improved almost fourth year Zander. Trying to live life "epically" and be a little bit bolder..?? "Before you leave for the Greece trip, of course." Hmph. Still not bitter. Nope. Not this Gryffindor. Not even a single bit. Hmph. Not like he wanted to go to stupid Greece anyways. It was just a country. A pretty country with good food and-- No. Not bitter.
Mackenzie's eyes widened in shock, had she heard Zander correctly? Was he really threatening her with another flour war?
"Oh, I hope so, it took FOREVER to get all the flour from my scalp." The blonde shook her head at the memory.
Uh oh, it seemed the Gryffindor boy wasn't too thrilled about the Greece trip that the older students were going to be taking this summer and he wasn't allowed.
"We should sneak you on the trip!!" Mack grinned mischeviously, but her face instantly fell
"why did you even mention Paris?! UGHH." "Well..." The blonde struggled.
"I used to spend every summer there with my folks and I haven't been there since they've been... gone." the last word came out in a huff as silently the tears began to fall.
Great here she was crying in front of a cute boy. What could be worse?!
Mackenzie semi-regained composure and nodded
"I'd like if we could hang out some" and her eyes stayed on the floor innerly begging for the tears to stop.