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Fynley didn’t often do unfriendly, not unless the other really deserved it and knew how to push all the right buttons. Yes he might’ve been judging Mitsuki ever so slightly on her odd behaviour but that didn’t mean he didn’t like her. The question was more of a curiosity rather than an accusation. Her lack of a smile during the greeting was met by a grin from the sixteen year old.
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately if Mitsuki was feeling particularly sociable today, Fynley wasn’t the type to accept the simple explanation. Or rather he just enjoyed engaging in conversation and therefore would automatically pry further. “Gratitude for the fish in the pond or..”. He glanced around quickly trying to take in where exactly he had been led to. A memorial of some kind? A tribute to those that had sacrificed their lives for Wizarding kind. “I didn’t realise that spirits loved cucumbers so much, more of a pickle guy myself” he chuckled not caring that the joke was likely to go completely over Mitsuki’s head. She took everything he said to her literally but that didn’t mean he was going to stop the attempt anyway.
The Slytherin plopped himself down on the bench donated by Hogwarts and briefly glanced up at the Phoenix sculpture. It was eerily quiet here, peaceful but not the sort of place that Fynley would find himself hanging out. “How is your summer going so far?”
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