 Wowza!
Greer tried to keep. Honestly, she really did. But the truth was that the Part-Goblin seemed too grumpy (or was his brain not developed enough?) for her to care, and Legend said wayyyy too much.
So her attention was soon given to a passing butterfly, to which Greer gave a small giggle and a tiny wiggly of her skinny fingers. But soon her attention was required by a half-breed and a tall blonde boy, and the girl placed her unfocused gaze on the latter. And then on the former. "Oh."
....
"I don't really like your tone, Jude Second Year Ravenclaw." All the same, she smiled a tiny smile at the short boy, "But it's nice to meet you all the same! I'm Greer McKensie, but you can call me Greer. Everyone does!" Well, no. A lot of people called her by different names, but that was beyond the point.
Greer blinked a few times at him, and then looked back at Legend. "Ravenclaw." Hmmmm. Maybe because his brain was part-goblin his brain was more developed than the average woman. Weren't goblins really smart? after all, they worked t Gringotts, and that involved a lot of mathematic and all that boring rubbish she did not care for.
"Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure," stated the Gryffindor, quite blandly.
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