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Originally Posted by Kolyander Dahlia had just barely greeted one blondish haired Gryffindor Flamsteed twin when there was suddenly another coming straight down the path towards them. She had actually heard him running and that was what had caused her to look over in the direction he had been coming from and away from the one who was staring at a tree. "Hey! Lo-" she had seen that root but clearly he hadn't. OUCH! That had to hurt. "Are you okay?!" Reaching out she offered her hand to help him back onto his feet.
If she had to guess which twin this was she would say Atlas, he was the one always getting hurt, right? If memory served her right anyhow. Hadn't he closed his fingers in the compartment door on the Hogwarts express at the start of term? She had been meaning to ask him about that, it still seemed strange to her. He was OKAY. A mouthful of dirt never hurt anyone. And he would know from personal experience. Even if said mouthful contained a few ants and a worm. Mum had made Aries and him those cups of dirt treats eventually to get them to stop making their own out in the yard. Crumbled up Oreo cookies and chocolate pudding obviously did date loads better than actual dirt. Go figure.
He could use one of those sweets right now. Extra gummy worms.
Spitting out the dirt and scraping his tongue with his fingers, though it was not doing enough to get ALL of it out of his mouth and he would need some water for that, Atlas rolled a bit into a sitting position and tried not to look down and see the state of his pristine whites that were most CERTAINLY streaked with dirt and moss right now. Not looking....not looking.....he looked...and it was...well...not worse than he expected so there was that.
Ears twitching, he turned to look at the source of the voice and felt his face flush a bit when he saw Dahlia.
"Who? Me?" he said while clearing his throat and brushing some of the dirt off his chest. Which was a bad move because all that did was push the dirt more into the material and smear it around some more. And he knew that. "Totally. Yeah."
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