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Cassandra returned to the table from the Hufflepuff table shaking her head. Her eyes glanced to the hourglasses... She sighed.
She listened to him as she sat down. "Indeed. I'm a Pureblood." She clarified. Wizard born could be misinterpreted... She looked at the assistant again... There is no way she was underestimating him... she pretended not to hear Rey when he spoke of Myers.
"You recall incorrectly, Mr. Assistant." She said not looking at the prat! "And I AM playing nice..." she said under her breath. Ms. Intern... REALLY!
"You know what you need?" She said to Myers loud enough Masterson would hear... "Cookies. Stop by the medical ward, I'll bake you some special, then you will know just how nice I play."
Oh great! She was back. Caleum rolled his eyes to her pureblood statement. "Pure something, but pureblood was not what I was thinking," he mumbled under his breath with his hands covering his mouth. And then she just felt the need to speak to him.
Obviously the girl's ears needed a bit of cleaning out. The Headmistress spoke to not only himself but to her as well. He clearly remembered her eyes floating back and forth between the two of them, first landing on Cassandra,
the intern, and then to himself, but back to
her. YES! She got the evil eye twice, he was only once. His sinister smile formed once again as his eyes faced forward, lost in his thoughts of victory for the moment. He didn't recall anything incorrectly. It was Ms. Trelawney that was incorrect. Oh how he loved being right, but had to play nicely.
Indeed. I know what you need, his thoughts ran away with him as a forced grin now played on his lips. His blue eyes turned in the direction of the little newly graduated witch. "Cookies?
You want to bake me...cookies?" His brow turned upwards with a confused look. "How thoughtful." His words were dry and almost cold as there was not a hint of excitement anywhere. Sad thing was, he was trying his best to play nicely but with her around, it just wasn't going to work. Oh how he wish Bob was back. At least he could deal with that man a little better than this...thing.
Sad thing was that Caleum knew nothing of the incident that Cassandra brought last term as he was never informed of the situation. His mysterious friend never told secrets, which was one lesson that Caleum might have to learn on his own.
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Biochemkris Oh. She left. He shrugged it off and finished off his pumpkin juice before turning to Meyers. "So, how have you been, Meyers? Staying out of trouble?" he asked, remembering the man from Meyer' brief stint with the Ministry of Magic early in Meyer's career.
"I like cookies. Chocolate with white chocolate and macademia nuts," he obliviously replied. Bontecou wasn't aware of the fiasco last term, though he was familiar with Sophie Melita.
His eyes then turned to Rey and his real smile returned. "Well," he began as he ran a hand through his hair. His lips turned up on the corners a little more as this time both eyebrows raised. "Trying my best. Although at the moment it looks as though new troubles arise every now and then."
He thought for a moment back to Max's invite of a nice card game. "I say. You will join us in a great game of cards won't you? Share a few secrets of course and have a little fun." So far Rey seemed to be a pretty nice lad, funny indeed.
"Maybe if she bakes you and I cookies, I can trust that they will not be poisoned," his eyes fell back to Cassandra with an evil smile this time. "Especially since the Headmistress said that she was...giving you a second chance. A second chance at what, Cassandra?" Oh he wondered just what in the world the little pureblood had done that she was being given a second chance on. It obviously had something to do with...hmmm...Constantine?