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She was laughing. And he honestly couldn't blame her.
Daehyun couldn't help but smile meekly in return, but he sobered up at the speed of light when she reminded him of their upcoming flying lessons. "I was thinking if I could just-you know-pretend I'm ill during the flying lessons, and possibly get away with it?" He could be a convincing actor if he had to, and this called for desperate measures.
Wear her House colours? He thought about it for a second, before laughing at the image he had in mind. "If we're in different Houses and you play against mine-you want me to be murdered by my House mates?" He'll have to think about that situation, but otherwise he would totally wear her House colours. "But yeah, I'll wear your House colours." Maybe it was for the best. He would then embarrass her House instead of his with his ridiculous chants and cheers.
Shera was horrified at his idea of skipping their flying classes, and it was probably obvious.
"But..." she needed to get a grip on her brain so that she could actually argue the benefits of being able to fly on a broomstick.
"Don't you want to be able to fly properly? It's one of the most amazing and exciting things in the world," that was literally as far as her brain was working.
"Besides, our flying classes will be supervised by a professor. They wouldn't let anything bad happen to you."
The last one was an assumption and hope. At very least if he was injured, he'd receive immediate medical attention.
Head tilted to the side as she through, she slowly shook her head.
"Maybe not if I play against your house, but if it's the others then they shouldn't want to murder you? And anyways, murder would be an overreaction."
Daehyun had agreed anyway though, and Shera felt the overwhelming urge to hug him again which she stomped down immediately. The toothy grin she was giving probably said enough.