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So far, Davie had managed his vow of silence like a monk. He'd said NOT A WORD as they had been forced to walk side-by-side at a relatively similar pace. He'd said NOT A WORD the entire ride up with the stupid trick staircases. He'd even ALLOWED Blaise to tug his wrist as though he didn't know where the Room of Requirement was.
Davie wasn't stupid, FYI Blaise Bellaire. He was a Ravenclaw, okay. And now, in spite of it all, the sight of the two beds and all their stuff and just... just everything... now it was becoming too much. David's wrist was starting to chafe from all the tugging and rubbing of his handcuff, and he was the one who had his dominant hand tied up. So he was the one who was going to be in charge now.
The Ravenclaw started by STOMPING over to the bed, deliberating trying to walk in the path of Blaise's ever-present, ever-annoying QUILL, and swatting the thing out of his way as he went. He bent down and jerked his hand sharply to his feet, honestly hoping that the sudden decrease in height would cause Blaise to trip.
Then, because he COULD, Davie began untying his shoes. HE HOPED BLAISE TRIPPED AND FELL ON HIS NOSE RIGHT BESIDE his smelly feet. Because that's where he belonged. Bully.
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