Ajax saw as the girl he saw yesterday walked past him talking to another girl. His face turned red before looking down on the ground. 'Come on Ajax, deep breaths. You've done it many times before, why are you freaking out now.' In truth, the New Zealander didn't known what made him feel that way. From a distance, this girl (Layla) seemed normal, just an ordinary girl in a magic school.

His jaw dropped. "I have the hots for a witch. Holy crap." A magic witch! Like abracadabra witch! Like shazam witch! Like "I am a fucking real witch" witch!  He could imagine his friends in New Zealand giving the thumbs up and a "go ahead" smile. 

Ajax caught up to the girl, confidence in his eyes. "Hello there." He said politely in his thick New Zealand accent, now next to the girl he saw from yesterday. "I was wondering if any of you girls are from Gryffindor? If so, can I sit next to you guys, I'm a muggleborn so I don't really know anyone." He scratched his head, in his mind hoping for an answer. A positive one. 

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