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Snape'sGirlThru&Thru
Harry couldn't really comment on Malfoy's "prettiness," as Tariana called it, because, as a guy, he didn't really pay attention to the outer appearance of people, unless they were very pretty girls. So he instead responded to her last couple statements. "Maybe you can tryout next year," he suggested.
Tariana shrugged.
"Perhaps. Not sure if I will though." Thinking about it, she
couldn't. No one could see how fast she
really could fly, or how she could keep her balance. She couldn't expose herself to the students, Dumbledore had told her. Playing Quidditch and being the best in the school [and possibly the world] was not exactly an ideal option for 'laying low'.
Looking at Harry closely, Tariana examined him, almost as if he were some type of science experiment. Her vision lingered on his scar. She wondered what he was
really doing in the library; from what she had heard, Potter hadn't been one for reading like his pal Hermione. Tariana wondered what he was thinking; she wished she could read minds like the Cullen vampire she had met could. She wanted to know what Harry Potter was up to.