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Tomasina Riddle He pulled himself up a little bit at her smile. It was a really nice smile Diggy thought, and then he felt the sudden burn creeping up his cheeks. He took a gulp of his juice to mask it. "Natasha," he said. He didn't want to call her Nattie or Tasha, that's what everyone calls her and he wanted to be special. "So um what year are you," he asked casually as he piled more food onto his plate.
"Okay, sure." She said, picking up a piece of toast and buttering it, still looking at Diggy.
"Fourth year." Natasha replied.
"And you?" She asked curiously. He looked around her age, and she wondered if he was in her year, too.