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Originally Posted by
Mad Eye Touz 
THANK MERLIN.
Maybe she hadn't even noticed his break down in sanity.
OH MERLIN. Don't tell Anna, he mentally told her. Osmosis or telekinesis or whatever. Plymouth reaaaaally needed to get to Copernicus have someone in their right mind tell him what to do.
"Um... well... I didn't even DO anything. He said that I looked like a boy that wanted points taken away - and clearly he's going blind in his old man age - and I told him that in fact, I looked like a boy that really WANTED points."
Plymouth scrubbed his knuckles against his ears and did not admit again of losing points. "He probably just likes you cause you're a girl and you're cute and have a full body brain. Reason why everyone likes you, I'm sure, me included. Why you get away with things and I don't."
Celandine had to ease her eyes up gradually to meet Plymouth's; sort of like climbing a ladder except her sight latched on to his feet, then his knees and sort of off to one side where the ear hair was dangling... somewhat absently Cela cast Diffindo again and watched as the hair spiraled to the ground. Huh. If someone went around collecting the off cuts of Plymouth's ear hair, they could knit a Gryffindor a sweater!
"Probably, you should just not talk around him." Cela advised helpfully, "though that might be hard because... well you seem to talk
almost as much as
I do. It's so hard having heaps to say all the time." Celandine mused for a moment before her eyes shot up to meet Plymouth's, "You might be right about all of that... but you won't tell anyone about...
things will you?" Cela bit her lip hopefully.