Yeah. He definitely shouldn't have asked why. He should have just left it at 'no, not really' and been done with it. Then, Dedalus wouldn't have been spurred to actually tell him this shit, and he in turn wouldn't have found out, and therefore not feel like he wanted to rip his chest out and hurl it so hard it smacked Bagman in the face and suffocated him. So basically, never ask why again. It's much less painful that way.
Ralph sunk lower in his seat, bringing his hands up to his head and pushing them back through his hair. Really--- really? Miranda and Ludo? Since when! They bloody hated each other! Miranda had never--- no, it couldn't actually be true because that made no sense. Granted him and Miranda weren't--- but that didn't mean that the whole flipping world needed to turn upside down. Ralph felt his chest give a painful twitch, knowing that Dedalus wouldn't lie about this, or even say anything at all if it wasn't remotely true.
"Hypothetically, yeah," Ralph murmured, shaking his head sadly and pushing his hands through his hair again. The entire school? He took a dry gulp, unable to look at Dedalus just yet. How---how could something so--- so stupid as-- but it wasn't stupid, he just didn't want to talk about it. It was, it was... well not like it mattered now, it had totally broken up--- everything.
Bagman and Miranda?
"Are you sure?"
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