The meeting honestly hadn't gone as badly as Andy had expected. It hadn't gone particularly well, but there hadn't been any actual bloodshed, no jinxes thrown, none of that. Still, it didn't mean she wasn't in a foul mood.
Well aware that she was breaking at least a few rules, Andy, hands shoved into her jacket pockets, kept her head down as she made her way quickly and quietly out of the school. Once in the grounds, she stayed in the deeper shadows of the castle wall, following it all the way to where it branched off to the smaller one that would, eventually, lead her to Patch. As she walked she tried diffusing her temper as much as possible, but with limited success - by the time she reached her best friend, she was no longer itching to whack Ted with her copy of Hogwarts, a History. She still fancied giving him a swift kick in the shin, though
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Looking sideways at Andy as she approached, Patch nodded at her.
"Don't worry about it. It's a bit intense upstairs, I wasn't planning on going in anytime soon," Patch replied. He patted the wall next to him and smiled, knowing better than to ask about the meeting.
When it became clear that Patch didn't intend to bring up the meeting, some of the tension left Andy's shoulders, and she flashed him a slight smile in thanks as she hopped up beside him.
"About the girl?" she asked, turning to him and letting her heel kick lightly back against the wall - one of several old habits her mother had tried and failed to break her of.
"Yeah, people are worried. I mean, they're working each other up. I couldn't take much more of it, so I came out here," he turned and grinned at the innocent-looking tree in front of them.
"Never thought I'd say the Whomping Willow was peaceful, but here I am."
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Well aware that she was breaking at least a few rules, Andy, hands shoved into her jacket pockets, kept her head down as she made her way quickly and quietly out of the school. Once in the grounds, she stayed in the deeper shadows of the castle wall, following it all the way to where it branched off to the smaller one that would, eventually, lead her to Patch. As she walked she tried diffusing her temper as much as possible, but with limited success - by the time she reached her best friend, she was no longer itching to whack Ted with her copy of Hogwarts, a History. She still fancied giving him a swift kick in the shin, though ( ... )
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"Don't worry about it. It's a bit intense upstairs, I wasn't planning on going in anytime soon," Patch replied. He patted the wall next to him and smiled, knowing better than to ask about the meeting.
"Take a seat."
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"About the girl?" she asked, turning to him and letting her heel kick lightly back against the wall - one of several old habits her mother had tried and failed to break her of.
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"Never thought I'd say the Whomping Willow was peaceful, but here I am."
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