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Originally Posted by
Lissy Longbottom 
"Ehh, it's nothng," Cale said with a shrug. "Just Nico. Can you believe he actually asked Evangeline if he had permission to use his wand against me? The nerve of that slimy, stinking, Slytherin prat," he grumbled. "Hey Liesel! Pardon me and my stomping around," he chuckled. Those stupid Slytherins.
"Paul Kutcher?" he asked, wrinkling his eyebrows. "My dad knew him too...he wasn't a Hufflepuff, he was a Slytherin. My dad was good friends with him." he told her.
"What?! His wand?!" Anna asked, looking at her boyfriend with a horrified look. She glared into the direction of the Slytherin table, and if looks could kill, Hogwarts would be burying Nicholai Toussaint by nightfall. Anna looked back at Cale and continued. "The nerve...and just when I thought I
might be able to be his friend. Slytherins...," Anna said, rolling her eyes. "What's he still so mad at you for anyway?"
"A Slytherin? No way, my dad talks about him all the time, Cale," Anna reported. "Paul Kutcher was
definitely a Hufflepuff. I'm sure it says so right here." Anna started looking closer at the table, hoping to see some sort of mention of what house Paul Kutcher was actually in. She was sure it would say "Hufflepuff."