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Miss Marilyn Marilyn hadn't heard Rafe approach them. So when he spoke, it caused her to jump. She was paranoid, in all honesty. As she took him in, something seemed off about her favorite Gryffindor...He wasn't looking at her at all. Marilyn sighed, feeling frustrated and upset that they couldn't finish their conversation earlier. Stupid feast...
She remained silent, simply observing her...whatever they were...address her boyfriend rather than her.
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LilFox06 Carter squeezed her hand. He chuckled a bit. "You and your theories." he said with a smile. "You have an answer for everything." he said continuing to hold her hand. Then Rafe approached. "Hey man. Not too much, we were just talking about the Quidditch World Cup." he replied. "What about you?" he asked.
Rafe could feel Marilyn's gaze, but couldn't quite bring himself to look at her yet.
"Ah, the cup! I hope it's a good one," Rafe said. He loved Quidditch almost as much as breathing and it would be unfortunate that he would miss it.
"I actually plan on traveling," Rafe said with disappointment in his voice. If Marilyn only knew the kind of danger he was putting himself in. But, it wasn't about him, he wouldn't want her to worry. Rafe gave her a side glance and smiled.
"There's some things I kind of have planned on my own," Rafe said confidently as he lept quickly over the table to sit on the other side, hoping a professor didn't notice.
"There's nothing like an adventure!"