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His unreasonable imagination was nearly validated when Natalie made her appearance next and while his heart drummed wildly in his chest, he wished it would have settled on a different sort of fear. An inferius, perhaps?
Only it soon became clear that the scene before him was no boggart, though he did rub his eyes briefly when the one boy looked as though he wanted to strangle him? Uuuuuuuh...seeing as he had never seen this bloke before, Derf really didn't know what to make of that other than maybe he was perturbed that the Hufflepuff had stumbled upon this gathering of...whatever it was.
"Hey...Natalie," he said a bit warily, noting the way that the two blokes were being particularly affectionate with waist holding and such. It made him miss...Abey a little.
Ash. So that was the angry eyes bloke's name then. And two of the girls, though he did not know which was which, were Norah and Aretha. Mum rather fancied a vintage muggle singer by that name.
And then something that properly confused him happened: the bloke named Ash said good bye to them both. By name. Now, Derf knew as well as anyone that Hogwarts was a pretty big place and Hogsmeade even bigger since it was, you know, a wizarding village and part of the wizarding world at large...so it wasn't toooooootally impossible not to recognize faces and such. Plus, he was a prefect and therefore pretty recognizable himself. But...there was a familiarity to that bloke's tone. An unrequited one.
"Reckon those two have gone off to snog," he whispered to Natalie with a small shrug before looking back at the remaining girls in the alley. "Uh...hey there. Um. Derfarl but...seems like you already know that..." he greeted properly with another nervous ruffle to his hair. "Do...uh...either of you two know why that bloke, Ash was it? Yeah, why he gave me that look? Was like a bowtruckle protecting its Home Tree."
Which was a look he was VERY familiar with.
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