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Norah snuck another finger full of frosting and swallowed it before grinning at Brady so he'd SEE how happy she was to talk to him. "'Course I want to talk to you!" DUH. She wanted to talk to EVERYBODY, whether or not they had a rude side sometimes. Everybody had something, it wasn't his fault. "You seem like a lovely little bean." She wasn't entirely sure if calling somebody a little bean was something she was supposed to do, but it was too late now. Something about firsties just brought it out of her. If she didn't think it was the most obnoxious thing in the entire world, she might even be tempted to pat one of their heads. But she wouldn't. 'Cause if anybody patted HER head, they'd be immediately erased out of ALL her good books (there were a lot of good people, okay?), and she sure didn't want to be erased just yet. She opened her mouth again to continue the conversation, but all of a sudden his HEAD was in the CHOCOLATE, and Norah had to cover her mouth with her hand so nobody could see the absolute explosion of giggles that burst out of her. Well, they could probably hear it or something, but it was a valiant effort. Luckily Henric took over the scolding 'cause she was having a great deal of trouble getting herself together, but as soon as he put his hands on the younger boy's shoulders, she softly laid a hand on HIS shoulder. "Hey, Henric. It's okay." That was calm code for UNHAND HIM BEFORE SOMEBODY GETS HURT, but they probably didn't need a second prefect yelling.
With that disaster hopefully averted, Norah turned her attention to some pot painting, dipping a brush in purple paint as she smiled at the firstie who was looking awfully cute with her mouth all surprised like that. "Y'don't have to call me miss, Kat." MISS. That sounded so grown up. Heh. "It's nice to meet you, though! This awesome house will be even awesomer, now that you're here." She could feel it in her bones. Same went for Esme--or was it Juno?--when she arrived with her twin in tow. Another Puff (Lucy) got a grin and a wave before the sixth year looked down at her pot again and attempted to paint a flower, which ended up looking more like an eggplant, but it was good enough. She'd go talk to that firstie later, but in the mean time it was PAINT FIGHT TIME. With a loud whoop, Norah set her pot down and scooped up a handful of purple paint, which she promptly chucked at Noel and his pretty hair, and then another, which she sent flying in Henric's direction. AW YES.
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