 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
Well. That was interesting. Noelle was being very tight lipped about the staff but that smile and the tone of her voice spoke volumes. Daisy raised one eyebrow quizzically in the Prefect's direction; she had never realised Noelle had any issue with the staff. Not that it should be surprising, really. With the exception of, maybe, a handful of them, they were grossly incompetent most of the time. Finally, she laughed amusedly. "Maybe we should discuss how wonderful they are one of these days.. It wasn't a real suggestion but sometimes ranting could be helpful.
As a Prefect, Noelle probably had a lot of rant about.
And since the Gryffindor was a Prefect, Daisy eyed the peculiar smile on her friend's lips and found her cheeks warming up. Especially when she noticed the glance her bracelet received. "I'm not sure." Which, to be honest, was the truth but the way she looked at the floor for a beat too long probably made it look otherwise. "I was wearing it the last time I was up here." More blushing, this time completely unrelated to Noelle's smile. Time to divert the attention, then. "That's a nice necklace. I thought you weren't that into Quidditch."
Turns out, teasing a friend over their significant other was harder when said friend was teasing you, too.
Uhm.
She really was hilarious, even if Noelle didn't believe it; playfully, she rolled her eyes at her friend and moved away from the telescope. If this sweater was here, she better start searching the room. "Good. Busy. NEWT classes are ... intense." And even if her choice of career didn't necessarily depend on academia, it didn't mean she wanted to fail her examinations -- or get an A at some of them. But the competition made her stand straight to look at Noelle. She grimaced. "I'm fine, they have it worse. But.." Another eye roll, this time not so playful. "Dementors. Fight the willow. Those challenges are insane."
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