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Derf was starting to catch on to why professors always seemed to know what he was up to - like how he had never truly fooled Professor Wayland in sneaking Picketta out of the creature nursery - as he listened to Emmalyn. Who was being anything but breezy right now, for the record. "It's never troubling spending time with you," he chuckled at the second year. Well...save for that whole corridor incident last term thanks to Zita. Crush confessions were things the Hufflepuff never handled all THAT well and he was still sorting through how he even felt about that whole social dynamic. Though he did not allow his thoughts to linger there for much longer because his ears were going to start reddening as his mind wandered to a certain Gryffindor initially.
Cue some epic hair ruffling.
Not a date. Well, that made this less awkward then. Sorta. "Ah, it was sorta lookin' like you two were on a picnic," he confessed as he moved closer and plopped himself down on the floor somewhat near them. "I mean...this place is as good as anywhere. Though I reckon if you are brewing something the aesthetic of being in the potions challenge area would be more fitting." Just to add his two knuts to the conversation. And yes, he had caught the little pun and chocolate frog points to you, Ewan, for the humor. His dad would have liked that one.
Leaning back on his hands. the fifth year tried to ignore how some of his bluebell flames were not perfect circular balls of flame...but wonky lopsided and seemingly half melted blobs. He was working on it, okay? He and that fwooper core were trying to sort out their evolving dynamic.
"Me? Thinking about starting a little project myself in the next chamber or so over," he grinned, using their own words as he patted the cover of his copy of An Anthology of Eighteenth Century Charms. "Hone my charms and transfiguration spellwork. Or, well, hopefully. Got the theory mostly mastered but practical application is yet to be seen."
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