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Originally Posted by Kolyander After being dismissed from Muggle Studies, Dahlia waited outside the classroom in the corridor. There was someone she needed to have a quiet word with. Someone who had nearly knocked the bread she had been holding right out of her hand. Thankfully that hadn't happened but they had managed to crumble it all up where it hadn't really been very edible.
Atlas. No where was he. Telling her not to eat the bread and ruining it on her so she couldn't eat it. What was up with that?! People shouldn't mess with other peoples food. That boy was acting all kinds of strange this term and she wanted to know why. And now seemed as good a time as any to find out.
With her bag slung over her shoulder, the second year leaned against the corridor wall and waited until Atlas by. "Atlas? Psssssst.. Atlas. Can I talk to you for a minute?" They could walk and talk if he had to be somewhere. Whatever worked was good with her as long as she got the explanation she needed. Quite ready to head straight down to the barns to check on his familiar, Atlas was not expecting anyone to be waiting for him and nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard the whisper. Skin all covered in goosebumps, the Gryffindor calmed his roll and turned towards his classmate with wide eyes and utter confusion. "Huh?" Which was started Gryffindor for 'why?' but he soon got to that translation on his own. "Uh...I mean...sure? What's...going on?"
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