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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:13:24 GMT -6
Theo laughed. "Glad to know I am bringing joy to those in the house. Have you named him?"
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 16, 2010 23:20:54 GMT -6
"Feu. I wanted something simple and it seemed fitting." Draco shrugged and then whistled while calling out to the fireplace. The feisty, transfigured fire salamander slithered out of the hearth and hissed while flicking its tail.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:25:19 GMT -6
Theo laughed again. "Nice. As long as you don't train it to attack me."
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 16, 2010 23:27:44 GMT -6
"Although he could be trained to do that with ample time, I don't think I'll do such a thing. You're the one who gifted him to me in the first place, mate." Draco whistled again and called to Feu, the little Chinese Fireball look-a-like skittering across the floor and crawling up the couch. It stopped when it was near Draco and on the back of sofa, growling and probably ready for some food.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:30:17 GMT -6
Theo chuckled. "I'm so happy the two of you are close. When is the wedding?" He thought of something suddenly. "I'm glad you're sitting. Granger offered to help me with the tournament the other day... in the library."
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 16, 2010 23:32:16 GMT -6
"He's just warmed up to me is all, I think the food had something to do with that." Draco quirked his brow and gave Feu a look, "It's upstairs like always." Feu made sound and crawled back down the couch, skittering up to the dorms excitedly while Draco's jaw slackened and he stared at Theo. "She- the beaver, what? She what?"
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:35:53 GMT -6
Theo watched Feu run off and turned his attention back to Draco. "Did I stutter?"
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 16, 2010 23:38:07 GMT -6
"No but I did and in shock I assure you. What does the mudblood want? She has to want something if she's offering a Slytherin help." Draco sneered, disgusted with the idea of giving her anything.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:39:50 GMT -6
Theo looked thoughtful. "You know mate, I don't think she did. She almost forced me into a seat so she could help me and then told me she was smarter than my girlfriend."
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 16, 2010 23:42:39 GMT -6
This earned a snort from Draco, one followed by laughter that sprung tears in his eyes, "Smarter? Ha! I may not know Ms. Evans personally but I've been around enough to know she is a very capable and well-mannered woman. Are you certain the mudblood wasn't flirting with you? Forcing you into a seat, working against her own house, she very well may be enchanted with you for all we know."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:47:32 GMT -6
Theo's face whitened. "Are you attempting to make me ill. I may tolerate the mudblood better than some but that notion is sickening."
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 16, 2010 23:49:12 GMT -6
"I find the notion hilarious! Oh Merlin," Draco wiped the tears from his eyes and sighed. "I don't think she could compete in the slightest with Ms. Evans."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:53:05 GMT -6
"I am glad to have entertained you so thoroughly." He drawled sarcastically. "No one can compete."
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 16, 2010 23:55:14 GMT -6
Draco grinned and put his arms behind his back lazily, "Whipped."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 16, 2010 23:59:04 GMT -6
Theo shrugged. "It has it's benefits which I tend to enjoy. And also it's downsides." He sided and frowned.
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"You’ll soon find out that some wizarding families are much better than others. You don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."