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Originally Posted by
lemon 
Oh. So she could give people thinks other than concussions with silverware? Huh, good to know. Dima cautiously took the book from her, eyes on her the whole time. She already knew his NAME? Was he supposed to know hers? Because the only thing he knew about this girl was that- "You're the girl who was throwing spit napkins."
Yup. She had a rep now.
Waiting for some sort of response, he directed his attention back to the book. Male basilisks had a scarlet plume? Cool!!
Eden nodded. She was. She would be the FIRST to admit it.
"I...well...yeah. And Gabe was a big baby about it." She snorted and rolled her eyes. Merlin. Spit napkins weren't that bad. Not at all. Just a bit GROSS and that was it. GOSH.
Did Dima not know her name?
"Um." Awkward. Eden knew she wasn't, like, popular or something, but..
"I'm...Eden. Yeah? In your house--sixth year--transfer from Durmstrang?" she asked, wondering if the kid paid any attention to ANYTHING whatsoEVER?
Hmph.