Little boy had murmured something that Daphne's ears did not catch. Her eyes though, had caught the movement of his lips and although she was no lip reader from his expression alone, the blond could tell he wasn't feeling particularly happy at the moment. He wasn't the only one, it seemed, as another older boy arrived and--didn't bother greeting anyone.
Sigh. Boys were so grumpy this year for some reason.
"Oh, well, sometimes it happens," said Daphne disregarding the manner with a wave of her hand. "My Father was a Ravenclaw," she informed with a sudden tensing of her jaw. That didn't help him be any less---er. Whatever. It wasn't worth thinking over. "Mother was a Hufflepuff."
And that pretty much settled it. Seeing as LouAnn and Jack had both asked her virtually the same question, she pressed her lips into a sort of self-satisfied smirk. Of course they were interested. Of course.
"Oh, Summer was
wonderful," cooed Daphne, cheeks suddenly splashing with color as she fiddled with the hem of her skirt. "Celandine and I had a good time."
Giggle. Giggle. As she tried to quiet her secretive mirth behind a hand, Hopton turned her hazel eyes once more on the as of yet nameless boy. "Hello," she greeted pulling down her hand. "Daphne Hopton," announced the blond and held out a hand in his direction.
Hover. Hover.
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''Quidditch Captain?'' Josh looked up when the two words were pronounced. He looked around curiously ''That's cool! Who's the Quidditch captain?'' he asked whole the table with his loud and clear voice. He could not wait to meet the captain since he'd been dreaming of being on a Quidditch team for years. He was good at sports in general especially Muggle Football one and he was sure he could manage playing Quidditch, as well. At least he was going to try his chance. The next year if uncessfull in one going on till his very last year at this school.
Her attention was caught by--some loud one. Blinking at him, Daphne smiled awkwardly. "Jack is, the Quidditch Captain. Jack."
He....had said that, hadn't he?