Week Name/Date/Time: “Duelly Noted” / Friday, December 1st, 2006 / 5:02 PM
Location: The Great Hall
Open To: Sunny
Currently Involving: Li
Li trudged into the Great Hall, keeping her eyes on the floor. She reached up to scratch the back of her head, pondering her thoughts very carefully. Luckily, she didn’t have to look up to know where the Hufflepuff
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Beside her sat another book entitled 'Quidditch'. The school quidditch season brought in half her yearly profit which is why she would often say quidditch was the best game ever even though she had yet to sit through one entire match. Goodness no, she didn't care for all the flying and balls, she cared for her patrons. Or, more accurately, her patron's money. This week Gryffindor were favourites, sitting at 2-1 odds compared to Ravenclaw's 5-1.
Sunny paused only in her work to take a sip of pumpkin juice.
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Victim number one for the evening: Sunny Charles, sixth year Slytherin!
A large grin broke out on Li's face, and she was immediately up from her seat. Ready to pounce at any given time, she began her prowl across the Great Hall, keeping her eyes focused on her target. This was going to be good! Her hand was already ready to whip out a roll of Jolly Ranchers.
"HAH!" Li cried, jumping on top of the Slytherin table, crouching in front of Sunny. She grinned like the goofball she was before retrieving her colorful Muggle candies from her pocket, offering them with shining eyes.
"Nyaaaa... D'ya want some candies?" she asked, hopping a little bit closer to one Miss Charles. "They're YUMMY!"
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Sunny raised her eyebrow and casually closed her books. "Li, you're going to kill me before I graduate. If not by heart attacks or rotten teeth then by a brutal beating from a peer." She took a lolly despite her concern for cavities and popped it in her mouth. That was the thing about sunnt that made you slightly confused. She could ramble on for hours about the effects of smoking and how horribly cancer would kill you, but she had no problem lighting one up after all of the facts. You had to wonder if she had a death wish.
"What's up kiddo? Care to place bet for Saturday? Gryffindor is favoruite to win."
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