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Originally Posted by
Luna Laufghudd 
Her attention was brought to someone infront of her. A student.
"Oh," what a surprise, "Hello." She said shortly and smiled a little - all the while keeping scrutinizing eyes on the boy. Why was he here and what did he want?
Huffifuff? Prefect? Okay, that she understood. "Hello there, Cedric Nicholas Leone..." something, "...Prefect." Nod.
She clasped her hands together and rested them on the table, waiting for the young man to... do something.
Or maybe she should. "Enjoying the...festivities?" She would be, if the food would ever arrive. Ay. There better be some tortillas around here. "I believe the food will be arriving soon." Hehe.
Hehe. She seemed... surprise. When you're in Hogwarts, expect plenty of complaisant students striding towards you just to say hi. Yeah, they were that awesome.
"You can call me Cedric if you please, Professor," he remarked, and smiled genuinely.
"And oh, yes, the feast is really good. I hope you're enjoying yourself, professor. But..." He trailed off, purposely. Things that he was about to say shouldn't be heard
by anyone but the person he was intending to pass his message on. Cedric moved closer to the professor and muttered in almost hoarse whisperings,
"If not, unfortunately. Why not talk to the guy I just talked to and let him make your day, Ma'am?" She wouldn't regret it. Ced was sure. He always was.
But...
Please. Don't. Give. Him. A. Detention. Pweeeze.
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Originally Posted by
Tailzerr
Constantine raised an eyebrow as he regarded his new prefect with curiosity. Deciding not to answer any of those questions, he leaned forward. "Please return to the Hufflepuff table, Mr. Leone. I believe there are some new students at your table that need to feel welcome." He then added a look that said 'Go. Now.'
Cedric turned to Professor Masterson, and readied himself to be glared at. And wahh, he hadn't expect the unexpected! The man was shunning him off, and was giving him that menacing stare.
"I think you're alright, sir... I mean you are right, yep." He best be going now. Really.
"Bye professors. Have fun," he ventured in a very neutral tone. He then turned and paved his way to their house table.
Better to tease a drunkard than the man who lives in the hut.