A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
Daniel gave a light chuckle. He remembered the bubbles coming out of her mouth while she spoke last year, and he was grateful that Peeves had given him actual useful powers. "I'm sure you're relieved to be free of those bubbles" he said. "But I miss my powers though"
The Hufflepuff nodded his head in agreement with Yumeki. "He's right, you look good with blonde hair. You should keep it for a while before changing it." he said casually and shifted his legs so that they were stretched out in front of him. "I don't think the professors will approve of her having pink hair during classes though" he said as he looked from Yumeki to Lisa. " But you can definitely have pink" not shocking pink but a soft pastel pink.
Daniel listened to his friend as she attempted to explain what a hug was. He was a bit annoyed that Yumeki chirped in as well though. When a kiss was mentioned, Daniel averted his gaze and pretended to be interested in the faded rug in front of the large fireplace. When she asked if he had felt strange, he rolled his eyes and scoffed. But if she were a true friend, she would see right through it. Because, yes, he had felt strange.
Daniel "tsked" when Yumeki asked if the feathers he had made were abnormal. They were near perfect thank you very much! "There's nothing wrong with them; I just made too many of them and need to get rid of them" He had another bag in his dorm room. And did he appear to be in need of money? How dare he suggest that! "We had a free period at Noon but a potions class after that" he said judgingly.
He took a wax feather and turned to face Lisa, who complimented his work. His entire demeanor shifted, and he even smiled. "Do you think so? I don't need the money or anything" He just wanted to be rid of them.
The Hufflepuff took his wand from his wrist holster, ready to cast a nonverbal spell, but he stopped before pointing it at the wax feather. He felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. Someone was staring him down. He cast a glance at Lisa, but it wasn't her. That meant.... he frowned as he turned his gaze to Yumeki. "What?" he demanded. "Bathroom's that way" he said as he pointed towards the door.
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