Vincent was sitting on the sofa of the Slytherin Common Room, he was stretched out, relaxed, smiling lightly, looking up at the ceiling. He'd give life alot of thought, and pretty much saw he was being an ass.
Well, atleast he was only 16, he could make up for it.
The cage next to his foot was closer to large then small decorated with white patterns
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"New toy?"
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"Oh this little one? He's not mine, he's a gift"
With that, he handed her over, "I didn't know what else I could do to thank you...so I thought perhaps a baby owl would be nice."
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"She's a bit, er, fluffy. Ain't she?"
Noreen quirked her brow at the small creature as it nipped at her finger. A small smirk came out her face.
"Thank you, Vincent."
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"It's alright, I didn't know what else to get you...and well, she suits you, in a strange kind of way"
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