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Cassandra Cain ([personal profile] volving) wrote in [community profile] three_broomsticks 2017-01-22 02:49 am (UTC)

[ Cassandra starts when he sits down with such an audible display, and shoots a chagrined look at Madame Pince - despite the fact that she hadn't made a sound. She's not used to people sitting with her intentionally, other than Brown, and never so pointedly.

She shoots a quick sideways glance at the Ravenclaws, now with their noses in their books, pretending they hadn't even noticed Cassandra or the Hufflepuff firstie that had sat down with her. (She knows who he is, of course, but she tries not to listen to gossip and rumors. Even though she hears pretty much all of them.)

She looks back at him and gives him a small, tight smile. It's pretty clear, in that split second before she turns her attention back to her teacup, that she's more bothered by the Ravenclaws than she was letting on.

It's hard, to be 13 and (nearly) friendless and strange, even among wizards.

She gestures with her wand, and the teacup rattles slightly on the tabletop, turning a nice shade of bronze but otherwise not changing, and certainly not changing into the brass inkwell they're to be tested on at the end of the week. She lets out a little huff of a sigh and droops a bit. ]

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