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[color=orange][b]Location:[/b][/color] Gryffindor Common Room
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[color=orange]"Shut up!"[/color] Fae gasped, voice full of awe. She stepped up from behind Madalyne, her eyes wide and her lips parted in an amazed smile. She made no attempt to hide her envy as she quickly breezed past Skye's attempt at pleasantries, instead focusing on what she had opened with. [color=orange]"Fuckin' A, Parkin, it don't matter what I was doing for summer, 'cause it sure as hell wasn't playing with the fucking Harpies! Fuck's sake, you lucky cunt, you've got to bring me with you next time."[/color] Despite the somewhat aggressive nature of her words themselves, Fae's tone was elated rather than upset. She released her excitement by giving their captain a friendly punch to the shoulder, though, much like her hugs, there was just a enough strength behind it for it to hurt a bit. [color=orange]"In fact, I'll tell you what: you get me on the field with the Harpies, and I'll give you all of the organs I don't need in order to play. And my house! My mum'll need a bit of convincing, but my pops would totally get it!"[/color]

When Bill mentioned the Chudley Cannon, Fae specifically did her best not to react. She knew of the Cannons all too well, though she didn't much care to admit it. Given the financial state of her family, going to a Harpies Quidditch game was something her and her father could do once every couple of years, and only if they pinched their pennies. So often they'd have to settle for the Cannon's, which often resulted in less enjoyment and more stress at the team's ineptitude on the field. Madalyne pulled her attention away from Skye when she mentioned Hogsmeade. Offering to buy Fae anything was usually a chore, as one had to make it seem like they already owed her. If they didn't, she'd insist on somehow paying them back, despite the fact that she often didn't have the money to spare. On the upside, tricking Fae was rarely a particularly difficult task. 

[color=orange]"A Gryffindor prefect wants little old me to accompany her to Hogsmeade? Why, I'm honored,"[/color] she said, holding her hand to her chest in mock admiration. She quickly dropped it, and the sarcasm, replacing them with her normal, more casual grin. [color=orange]"Sounds like a plan,"[/color] she agreed, before Madalyne began walking away. Before she left the room, Fae called back to her saying, [color=orange]"But next time it's on me!"[/color]