It had been a long week and, for Terry, one with little sleep. He hadn't been able to find out what killed Winky yet and the only good news was that it hadn't killed again. It was only a matter of time, though, and he hoped that he would find it before time ran out. Part of him said that he shouldn't be sitting, poking at what little food they
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Lisa headed instantly for the old Ravenclaw table, a habit she hadn't yet been able to break, and found herself sitting in front of Terry as he picked at his food before she could list the many reasons for why she shouldn't. Maybe she was already insane.
"Feeling antisocial today, or is company alright?"
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"Company is fine," he told her, trying to put a name to a face. There weren't a lot of people here, he knew, so names shouldn't have been a problem. Still, he was relatively bad at it.
He dropped his eyes back down to his plate, trying to think of her name. "How are you?" he asked. Conversation would be good no matter if he knew her or not.
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