Elphias and Dedalus
"Name one."
"All right. Emmeline."
"No."
"What? Don't shake your head like that. She's pretty."
"No. Well, I mean--Yeah, she's pretty, but--Oh, just keep going."
"Ellie."
"No."
"Anneliese."
"Uh-uh."
"Juliet."
"No."
"Lucy."
"Who?"
"Martin. Lucy Martin."
"Who?"
"Come on. You can't not know who--Okay, okay. You don't know who she is. Uhhh--What about...Phoebe?"
Elphias stopped dead in the middle of the corridor. Dedalus walked a couple more steps before realized his friend was no longer beside him. He pivoted around and approached Elphias with one quizzical brow raised.
"Phoebe Smethwyck. You know who she is, right? She's in our house. A year younger, but--"
"I know who she is," Elphias interrupted. He adverted his gaze to shoes to keep from looking directly at Dedalus.
In turn, Dedalus's eyes widened in realization. "You like Phoebe Smethwyck?" There was little mixture of shock and glee in his voice at having found a correct answer. "See. There is someone you're attracted to at Hogwarts."
Elphias continued quickly down the corridor towards the Charms classroom.
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