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Prongs.RJGirl 
Chelle smiled as Edem apologised. `It's perfectly all right. People do tend to forget my name sometimes... or quite often,' she said. Maybe people hate me, they don't wanna talk to me. Maybe they forget my name on purpose.
`Oh sure, the poor owl! Don't make it wait, I can,' Chelle said, as Edem tied the letters to the owl's leg. `I didn't know you had a sister,' she wondered out loud.
"Hey, don't say that. It happens to me too, most of people don't get my name right. Even my head of house wrote my name wrong." he recalled, the image of an hourglass indicating his house points swam through his mind. And then the parchment on which the names of Ravenclaw's top students were written stuck on the wall next to it. 'Raydedem Roumimper', he scoffed.
Rayedem turned to the owl again, holding one of the letters between his lips, hoping it wouldn't get wet with saliva by the time he was done tying his first one. It was DIFFICULT. So the owl's legs were tiny and the thread he was using was also tiny, and his fingers were giants compared to them. He wasn't fat, and he wondered what would become if he was.. Shaking his head, he tried to concentrate even more.
Rayedem paused and turned to Chelle with a frown across his forehead,
"How do you know that I have a sister? Well.. Though yeah, I do." She's my love. He didn't let that sentence out, afraid she would think he was weird.