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Tomasina Riddle 
She smiled at Beezley. "Good we are well on our way to be friends." Paris told her. It was hard being away from home being away from Tweet. She was all together a different sort of house elf and Paris wished they all could be like her. She even liked to go to the markets in Paris to buy fabric to make her own clothes. Paris loved going on those sorts of trips with her. She loved fashion period. Even if it was polka dot tea cozies.
"Friends? Oh, missus, Beezley does thank you. Beezley does thank you very, very much," she said, blinking her large, bug eyes and then curseying low to the floor. Young mistress began talking to Master then, so Beezley knew it was her cue to back far, far away and them talk matters that Beezley was not meant to talk about...or hear. House elves just didn't engage in such conversations with their mistresses and masters.
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druidflower Cari scooted closer to Ethan, a united front, and it shielded Beezley, who seemed anxious, and hiding. "It'll be alright now Beezley, relax," she assured the little elf.
Blinking her large, bug eyes once again, Beezley nodded to her mistress. Beezley loved Mistress very, very much and would serve her honorably every chance she got. "Yes, mistress...yes," the little house elf said, coming out of her hiding a little. Just then, another young mistress came in and called for Mistress and Master to leave with her, but Beezley heard what was said before they left.
The dungeons were flooding!!! Oh, no, no, nooo! The dungeons were close to the kitchens! But what would come of the studentsies and professors in the dungeons at this very moment?!?!
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NicoT He frowned a little at Jake and Varius... those two Hufflepuffs seemed to be up to no good. "Beezley... don't let these two get up to any mischief." With that he followed Cari and Anna down to the dungeons, his wand already drawn and casting impervius on himself.
With frightful eyes, Beezley nodded to her master, ensuring him she would do as he said. "Beezley wishes for master and mistress to be careful, sir," she said, watching him as he walked out of sight. Ohh, poor master and mistress.
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Originally Posted by Celandine and Leeness
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With Master and Mistress gone, Beezley walked back over to the young ones who were asking about flour. Sure, she'd been told to keep them out of trouble, but were they not Beezley's master and mistress,
too? Beezley had a duty to serve all, and serve she would do! She darted off to the kitchens, coming back moments later with a large bag of flour. "Beezley serve young master and mistress. Young master and mistress are up to no good, but Beezley will serve them and clean any mess they make," she said, curtseying to each.