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Chapter 2: Spills, Bees & Confusing Letters
Later that day, during dinner, the Maurauders saw Lynnie again. She was sitting at the Ravenclaw table, desperately sponging up her spilt pumpkin juice. As said, she's a total klutz. Her friend, Ally Letta of Hufflepuff, was helping her mop up the water from a broken vase (which she had toppled over earlier). Remus was nervous, he hoped she wouldn't tell his dark secret. The other boys were more concerned about how many of their secrets she knew.
The Maurauders decided to talk to her about these issues the first chance they had, which would be in a joint History of Magic lesson they had with Ravenclaw the following morning. The next day, they noticed that for someone so well-known, she seemed to be quite alone. She didn't talk to many people besides Ally Letta & Reene Letterman (Hufflepuff). Many people wanted to sit with her but she chose to sit alone at the very back of the class.
Though Sirius knew it was completely irrelevant, he couldn't help noticing that she was quite, well, cute. The few freckles she had made her look innocent and despite the fact she was wearing glasses, which were in very poor condition, her eyes were always bright and sparkling. She seemed to be very athletic as her body was well toned. Sirius found himself starring at her, unable to concentrate on anything else.
About 15 minutes into the lesson (Lynnie was actually taking notes), the boys pelted her with paper wads to get her attention. Surprisingly, she caught most of the wads & threw them back at the boys very acurately. She flashed a big grin and nodded at them, indicating she was asking what they wanted.
James hastily scrawled a note. This is what it read:
you wont tell about remus' secret will you? how did you find out? how much do you know about us anyway?-james
He folded it into a paper aeroplane and threw it to Lynnie. She caught it rather gracefully, which was VERY unexpected (They were expecting her to fall off her chair in attempt to catch it). She replied even more hastily . This is what it read:
of course wont tell. what think i am? tell rest later.-lynnie
They pondered what this meant for awhile then they understood. They looked up. Lynnie was back to taking notes on the Goblin Rebelion.
"Busy little bee isn't she?" remarked Peter.
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