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[feralmoon]

Oh, hell, it's just a bruise. Everyone can stop staring now, thanks. And no, no one bloody punched me, I tripped on a tree root outside yesterday and my face had an unfortunate encounter with a rather thick fallen branch. I know, I should have seen Pomfrey about it then, but I wasn't bleeding and I had better things to do than have her fuss over

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[druisire]

Why does Zabini think you've been hit?

[feralmoon]

Why do you care?

[druisire]

Call it natural curiosity, kitty cat.

[feralmoon]

Don't call me that.

[druisire]

It's better than Moony, isn't it? You don't seem like the flasher type.

[feralmoon]

Just shut it, Finnigan.

[druisire]

Or what?

[feralmoon]

Or you won't want to know what.

[druisire]

I'm a fountain of curiosity! Come on, be creative.

[feralmoon]

Shut. Up.

[druisire]

No, really, I want to know. Also, where d'you think 'shut up' comes from? I mean, it doesn't really follow from 'shut your mouth', does it?

[feralmoon]

You're bloody hopeless. I don't even know why I'm trying to reason with one of your kind.

[druisire]

What kind of person is one of my kind?

[feralmoon]

Yank your head out of your arse and I'm sure you'll have a better shot at figuring it out.

[druisire]

But it's so nice and warm in here!

[feralmoon]

Merlin, you're disgusting.