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Mad Eye Touz
Plymouth stooped down to be on Daphne eye-level. He reached out and touched the tip of her nose. "I'm glad, Daph. I'm really, really glad." Even if she was going TOTALLY weird again on him here at the end. "You okay?" Plymouth eased a hand towards her, without touching her, in case she fell over or something.
Almost immediately as his finger touched his nose, Daphne crinkled her nose at him. Her lips parted to talk but the sound of footsteps stopped her. Instinctively, she took a step away from Plymouth Morgan, hands flying behind her back. Cheeks tinted with embarrassment she nodded in acknowledgment at the Slytherin. "Hello," greeted Daphne awkwardly, tugging at her hair.
Then nudged Plymouth as discreetly as possible. He wasn't about to be rude was he? No, of course not! Plymouth Morgan liked everyone. He had just said so minutes ago. "I like the color of your dress."