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Originally Posted by
Mad Eye Touz 
"Plymouth. I think I threw a snotty handkerchief at you and you cried. Sorry about that." Plymouth did owe her a free sweetie or some such for that. Most ungentlemanly of him that had been. He took up her "skating/walking" and followed along happily behind her. "Thanks for the trim.... It's just... NEVER going to stop growing. Trolls. Trolls don't even have this much ear hair!" And thankfully, they were headed for Copernicus. "He's my stepbrother, Copernicus is. "He's a nice know-it-all. Like, literally knows it all, you know?"
"Plymouth." Cela repeated happily, "Ohh I wasn't crying because of the hanky. I had just found out that the best prefect in the history of Hogwarts- who I wish was my brother instead of my real one- wasn't coming back to Hogwarts. I was really sad." Celandine explained.
She skidded to a stop and turned to face Plymouth, still holding his hand quite firmly as if she thought he might disappear in a forest of ear hair and she'd have to pull him out. "I haven't ever seen a troll." she commented somewhat absently, "Your step-brother? Oh I doubt he knows more than I do." Cela waved her free hand absently and turned to skate forward again.