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A Nicole and Lizzie production

“You’ve been doing Muggle drugs, haven’t you? All happy suddenly, planting, attacking people with water and mud. I’ve heard of marijuana you know. Is that what you were planting?”
She continues laughing, and when he realizes that he’s not getting through to her, he rolls and drops down next to her to catch his breath. She calms after a few minutes, her cheeks hurting, and lolls her head to look at him.
“That was… so childish. But I swear that was the most fun I’ve had in so long.”
“I’m scarred, I think.”
She grins and shakes her head, watching him look at the ceiling. “I never thought you could be like that.”
He looks at her now, rolling his head to face her, and she thinks his eyebrows are raised but can’t tell with how dirty his face is. “Like what?”
“Joking around. Acting like an idiot — well, wait…” He glares at her, and she laughs. “You know what I mean. Just act… like that.”
“Self-defense.”
“Sure.” She lets him have it, knowing it won’t do for him to seem like a normal person who acts like a fool once in a while. “I’m freezing.”
“You’re the one who decided to use the hose at the end of Fall.”
“Self-defense.”
He grins, turning his head away and looking back at the ceiling. “Sure.”

- The Fallout by Sage

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