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FoxFire
Chucklechucklechuckle. Garret trying to hide his ears under a blanket...he might set the blanket AFLAME. Daphne killing innocent moths in lovesick anger. She was getting better at recognizing these things. Mum would be proud.
SUBJECT CHANGE.
"Do you know they expect us to SLEEP in the sleeping bags...on the ground?" Winnie offered. "Why not just tents? If there weren't sweets involved I wouldn't understand at all."
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Nabs
Nodding his head under his blanket at Winnie's suggestion, Garret chewed on a wriggling chocolate frog, "Yeh," he said, "S'not like we don't have magic tents that we could conjure up, right?" he popped the whole chocolate frog in his mouth and swallowed before going on, "I don't mind sleepin' on the ground, but for the prissy people like Daff 'ere, well, the tents would've made more sense."
He shot her a look that said YES I JUST CALLED YOU PRISSY!
Scourgify! Scourgify! Scourgify!
That will have to do, she thought as she sighed with her hands on her hips. Walking over to Garret she reached over his shoulder for a roll of blankets. "That's why I'm not sleeping at all," she commented towards Winnie before Garret's words registered with her.
Blushing, she swung the roll of blankets enough to knock him on the side of the head before turning around and sprawling them out evenly. Then, she stood up and observed them critically before adjusting them once more. They had to be
even. Even enough for her to pretend there wasn't grass and dirt underneath them. "Besides, I'm not a little
girl. I don't need to sleep through the entire night."
Pointedly, she stared at Garret. Little boy.