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Blackwidow 
"Teagan you are very sweet" she batted her lashes at him, in a friendly way, it was really ticklish when someone said something sweet about her, or to her. "I'm sure there is something there" she pointed at her head but she meant Margret, otherwise she wouldn't be in Ravenclaw would she?
"Oh" she ignored Margret all together at the prospect of an interesting conversation, "there is a virus in the school!" she poked fun and pointed towards the strange students down the table. "They look french but, there are others that are really rough looking and much more harsher than the french, more like anglo-saxons" she raised her brows. "Right, back to topic, anywho i don't know what they are maybe exchange students because" she pointed at the staff table, "there are two teachers that walked in with them" she missed that part because Margret was being Margret.
Teagan rewarded her a fine smile in return for her compliment. She liked this girl's unorthodox ways; she had spirit. And she definitely seemed to see something inside Margaret that he did too. And that Margaret was probably trying hard to repress. Something worth putting up with her acrid moods.
He listened to Louvain with interest as she talked about the exchange students.
"That's fascinating! Wonder if they'll be allowed to go to classes with the rest of us? That would make things more interesting, no?" He looked a question at both girls.
"Incidentally, I was on exchange last year. Thought I should let you know in case you were beginning to wonder why I wasn't here. You must've noticed, huh?" He gave Margaret a gentle prod with his elbow, though without really touching her.
"I didn't go to Beauxbatons or anything, though. I was somewhere in South America. Best time of my life," he spoke rapidly, beginning to eye the students he assumed were foreign.
"Looks like you're developing a French crush, am I right?" he asked Louvain with a wink.
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Padie "Actually, Teagan," She diverted her eyes to the boy, her stare colder than the coldest of ice. "I was actually quite joyful the lack of your presence. And I am devastated to see that you were not bright enough to remain as far away as possible from me." There. She had said it. Again. Sigh. She would have to paraphrase that quite a few more times, would she not? "Oh and I speak of people which ever way I like. The mouth is mine, not yours."
"You look just fine to me, no more devastated than you are usually," Teagan shot back, though his voice didn't carry one drop of venom in it. He wouldn't have known how to make use of it anyways.
"Not bright enough? Why? Are you going to put me in some kind of danger?" He asked with glittering eyes. He shrugged at her next comment.
"Can't argue on that point, to each his or her own mouth. But the way in which you speak of people affects those people more than you think. Say nice things and nice things will happen to you in return. You should try it some time!" He finished off with an energetic nod.