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Ama 
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."
She hadn't expected to be greeted by anyone let alone Daphne. So the look of surprise on her face was evident.
"Hi," she answered back. Daphne had rendered her speechless. Which in itself should be written down somewhere.
She found herself actually smiling,
"Oh thank you. Its a new dress" she told her honestly. She didn't know what else to say. The few times her and Daphne had spoken they weren't very nice to each other. And now they were talking like they had the potential to be friends.
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Mad Eye Touz Plymouth blinked, all confused. One second he had gotten that little nose crinkling that he liked so so so much - and the next she was gone. Of course. Of course. Plymouth took a step towards her automatically.
Ah. "Because of Paris, huh?" Plymouth didn't really mean to say that out loud, but sometimes Plymouth.. just talked too much. Just like Daphne said he did.
"Hey Paris." Was that a dress?? It looked like a ... sheet or something. Pretty sheet. "Toga!" Plymouth put his arm around Daphne's shoulders in a comforting sort of way. She was OKAY. It was okay. Everything was OKAY.
She turned to take in Plymouth who always managed to upstage her with just his mere presence.
"Hi Plymouth and no its not a toga. Though I have wore one before." she giggled.