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Closing his eyes and letting himself float away into the peacefulness of the common room, Aaron wondered if it was always like this or if everyone else was just at class or studying or something. That was until his barely entered thoughts were broken by a shriek, which caused him to abruptly sit up and open his eyes wide. Squinting at the figure that was now on the floor, it took the young boy a second to realize that she was familiar. She was, without a doubt, the captain. At least he thought she was the same one bellowing at them earlier today.
"You're the Hufflepuff Captain!" Aaron exclaimed, excitability coming back to him. Oh yes, his exhaustion doesn't last long
. . . "And ... why are you on the floor? Is it comfortable? Do you not like the sofas? Are they unclean?" Before another question could be asked, because he already spat out a mouthful, Aaron hopped up off the comfortable couch and plopped down on the floor next to her. "Ahhhhhh...... Not bad" "Ouch..." Miranda was grimacing, and slightly pouting, on the floor at the bleh fall. She sensed something looking at her and her eyes found the target. The little boy was...looking at her...like...like -
She was just about to say sorry, when the boy suddenly erupted like popped popcorn and started to ask her questions.
"I, uh..." Miranda tried getting a word in but the boy seemed unstoppable, and he even hopped off the couch and plonked down on the floor. The Captain felt a smile coming on and she merely watched the boy.
Feeling it was safe to talk, Miranda took a breath.
"Hi." She said and bit her lower lip.
"Sorry about that, I wasn't watching where I was going..." And then she was the one to squint now.
"You're...Rose...Aaron Rose, right?" She asked, remembering the little boy from the tryout session. The one who almost fell from his broom. Well, not
fell from the broom...but almost.