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"Nice to meet you... Pietro." Ethan nodded, pushing aside the plate he'd just cleared and eyeing up the others, trying to decide where to go next.
'Thank you, Beezley. You are a very good elf. I will take you up on that offer Beezley, most certainly I will."
"That isn't quite right, Paris, but you are on the right track." Ethan nodded, "I'm glad to know that you are kind to house elves. Besides there are different degrees of 'good' and Beezley here is most excellent."
"I'll try my best never to faint on your watch, unless you are actually the cause of it of course." Ethan blinked and gently pushed Cari's wrist away, "Pretty sure." It wasn't exactly the pie itself that caused him to take issue, more the connotations of pie and experiences directly relating to the sharing of pie.
He turned his head to look at Pietro and nodded thoughtfully. What was it like to work at Hogwarts?
"It's... eventful."
He helped himself to a cookie and bit into it decisively, still eyeing Cari's forkful of pie with a hint of nerves.
She raised an eyebrow at him as he told her she was
quite right. Hmm, she didn't like being told she was wrong when it came to things about magical creatures.
"I'm kind to all magical creatures and muggles alike. We were all created equally and endowed by that creator with the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness." She told him. her father had taught her that, and growing up with friends who were centaurs and a progressive house elf helped fuel this teachings.
"Wizards can't control their own tongues how presumptuous of us to try and rule over magical creatures." Her brown eyes flashing as she spoke.
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Beezley Beezley continued to bow to the mistress until she became aware that the young lady was speaking to her. Oh, how Beezley loved Hogwarts! Everyone here had always been so very nice to her! How lucky she was to serve such an honorable group of people. Slowly, she pushed herself up off her knobbly, little knees and looked at the young mistress with widened eyes. "Mistress is so kind to Beezley. Beezley thanks you and is honored to serve you and the other studentsies," she said, nodding once in the young mistress' direction.
Beezley was quite fond of this mistress. When she smiled at her, the corners of Beezley's little elfish lips rose up into a smile. She nodded in the direction of this mistress, as well. "Please, Mistress. Let Beezley know if she can be of anymore services to you. Beezley likes Mistress very much," she said, her little mouth still forming a wide, toothless grin.
Ohh, to be so appreciated was a delight to Beezley. "Beezley thanks you for saying she is good elf. Beezley thinks Master is good master, too," she said, giving him the same, wide, toothless grin. She grew quiet when Master addressed young mistress. Elfsies do not speak when Master and Mistresses are speaking. Elfsies stay quiet. The last comment Master made did not escape Beezley, though. Beezley heard him say she was excellent. Beezley made a silent vow to always help Master when she could.
She looked at the elf, and felt a friendship forming. Beezley was so personable. She bowed to her and gave her a big smile.
"Ms. Beezley please call me Paris." She told her gently. She didn't like being called Mistress, it gave her a funny feeling of slavery and that was never a good thing given her families history with slavery under British rule.