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"Well I think you deserve the award for the best entrance into a compartment, seeing as you attracted a lot of attention." Amanda said, laughing. "So how are you?" She asked curiously, sitting back down beside her guitar case.
Camira snorted at that. "True. Though, it's not exactly how I like attracting attention." Really, who would like embarrassing themselves for the sake of attention? Okay, so she could think of a few people, but they were practically brainless so they didn't really count. "I'm alright. Glad to be going back." It was true. She had enjoyed her summer, well, after the whole dead father auror interrogation thing, but Hogwarts was like a second home. She had missed it. "Ready to get the cup back from those undeserving Gryffies", she said with a smirk. And then she realized that the boy she'd crashed into was one of those Gryffies. Yet another oops. "How about you?"
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Zeke Weasley "You ok?" Zeke asked nicely. He was about to extend his hand to help the girl up, but Amanda beat him to it. "I'm Zeke," he added after she was safely back on her feet. He totally understood - he had clumsy moments all the time.
Camira then turned to the Gryffie boy. Zeke, as he introduced himself. It seemed as though he was a gentleman. Good. The other houses weren't completely deteriorating into a jumble of mannerless waste. That was always a relief to know. "I'm alright. Thank you for asking", she said, giving him a charming smile. It never hurt to be charming, after all. "Zeke, eh? Interesting name. It's said that interesting names lead to interesting people", she said smoothly, eyebrow raised. Okay, enough. She didn't want to over do it. "I'm Camira. Camira Yaxley."
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HG_forever Out of nowhere Whitney heard someone,or something, crash through the compartment door. "What in the w-" She then heard that familiar Slytherin voice and saw that curly hair. "Hello Camira." Was all she could say without laughing. It was a wonderful entrance,that much was true. "Um,are you okay?" That was when a small laugh sneaked from her mouth and she tried hard to cover it up.
And Whitney was laughing at her. Excellent. She gave the girl a playful glare and spoke with mock hurt. "What? You don't approve of my grand entrance? How rude." After a dramatic sigh and a wry smile, she addressed her again. "How are you?" Okay, so she really wanted to ask if she and Amanda had resolved their weird tension thing, but that was just rude...and improper.