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"Lawson isn't my best friend," Tino replied patiently, sidling up to Daphne and beaming. "I wanted you as partners! Two pretty girls. See? Now we all get to be together!" He flashed a grin at Cela and swung his arm playfully. She was just so perky! And she liked him! Tino had never been in such close proximity to the opposite sex, much less two. What a great idea of Lawson's this was! He would have to go thank his professor later for the opportunity to bond closer with Daphne and Cela. For some reason, most girls always seemed to disappear when he was around.
Tino swung his arms back and forth and sang, "La, la! Friends forever! I'll be yours and you'll be mine! La, la, skip to my lou!" Oh, if only there was a way to make this last forever.
Hmmm. Tino looked down at the bonds on his wrists.
Don't do it, she attempted to warn Constantino Kolytiris with her blazing honey eyes. The message clearly didn't embed itself deep enough into Tino's cranium as he breached the distance set between them, not that the handcuffs provided much. "Don't flatter me," advised Daphne. She had had it with the flattery today. It wouldn't save him from imminent death--as soon as she could get these ruddy handcuffs off!
Shaking her arms, Daphne wondered if she willed it enough the would just--come off. Except, she didn't get to will enough as one of her arms kept swinging back and forth thanks to Tino. "You-You--Do you even know what tune is?"
Tone deaf.
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Celandine "Is Professor Lawson anyone's best friend?" Celandine asked in a concerned voice. Everyone needed at least one. Or more if possible. Like Cela who had .... too many probably.
"Right. Jelly fingers..." Celandine blinked and tried to... well she couldn't cast anything with her hand swinging around like it was. "I... Tino! I can't cast!" At least they were dry and sheltered. She kept a tight grip on her wand so that Tino's arm swinginging wouldn't dislodge it from her hand.
Teehee.
It felt so weird, Celandine ended up giggling to herself over it.
"I think he's quite lucky, to be honest," remarked Daphne quickly to Celandine's obvious rhetorical question. At least he wasn't attached to Tino, Victim of Mystical Panda. "Tino--I suggest you stop swinging before..."
She had a feeling he wouldn't listen, so, inconspicuously Daphne stepped one the Ravenclaw's foot.