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Callie 
Quinn watched him as he talked, the corners of her mouth curling ever-so-gently upwards as he caught before reveal the crush he surely had on Annabeth Chase...the character, not Quinn's best friend...although, Beth had told her about their encounters over summer... It gave her face an impression of a smirk without actually smirking. And then that vague impression of a smile dropped. "Yes, they're worth it." Her voice was sharp, but not harsh.
Honestly, she didn't care if he read them or not. If he wanted to miss out, that was on him alone.
"Nothing," she answered. The shrug she gave, like that smile a moment again, was closer to an impression than a true shrug, yet somehow still managed to convey itself. "Not important." And again she watched him as he answered her, tilting her head in thought slightly as she did. He wanted quests? "Be careful of the wishes you make. There's always something happening at Hogwarts." Always.
"Snap my wand for Wonderland?" She looked off into the stacks, silent and thoughtful. "No. Not for Wonderland. I'm not sure I'd want to be there permanently and I'm not going to snap my wand for anything less than permanent. Now, Neverland..." This time she did smile, dreamily. "If I could be Pan, as a girl of course...yes." But only if she could be a girl Pan.
She glanced back, catching his gaze, hiding in the corner of his eye. Quinn returned to studying him in that intensely curious and mildly probing way of hers.
Paying attention to her expressions just as much as her words as she talked, he made mental notes. There was a brief flicker of something in her face when he’d mentioned Annabeth Chase...
Could she possibly... Did she... No. Better to forget before a bigger blush appeared on his lightly freckled face. Still listening intently now, Ewan had come to the conclusion that He’d eventually have to give Peter Pan a read, just to see what the fuss was about. I mean for her to snap her wand to go to neverland, permanently! That was a big deal. He wasn’t sure he’d give up his wand for anything. Although, having only just found out about this world, there was nothing he would give it up for. Not even a quest or an adventure wonderland of any kind.
“Neverland must be amazing for you to give up all of this!”. As he said this, he gestured to the school around him, a slight look of wonder on his face as his eyes met the wall to wall books shelves.
Dropping all pretences now, he looked up at her from his rucksack, a slight wrinkle in his forehead now. She was looking back at him. Probing him almost, just as he was to her, except she had been a lot more open about it.
Tick, tock, tick, tock.....
“Did you find what you’re looking for?” He asked finally, after a few seconds. He felt almost, strange. He didn’t feel awkward in the silence. He could tell that she was just... studying him. His question had been a sarcastic one, but now, he was genuinely curious. What was she looing for? For a first year, she radiated the mind of an older student. She really is a puzzle.
*Sigh* Ewan always had trouble sleeping after he’d start a puzzle. Sleeping was for the weak. Those who couldn’t solve it. Those who couldn’t decipher the hidden meanings and make no mistake. Quinn was a puzzle.