Post by cenizobelle on Mar 31, 2009 21:32:18 GMT
Zada and Morfin, tired of all the bitching and shrieking in the Slytherin common room, had retreated to the only place that was quiet - an empty year three common room - and were sitting in a comfortable silence after having finished a conversation on why the ministry want so many new teachers at Hogwarts.
"Nina is friends with Cenizo... You could get her to ask him what'ss going on." Morfin suggested, somewhat suddenly.
Zada shruged and leant back on the sand coloured sofa they were sitting on. "...Have- did you work out why I introduced her to you?"
"I have an idea."
Zada raised an eyebrow, indicating for him to tell her more.
Morfin rolled his eyes. "You know, and I know, can we leave it there?"
Zada shook her head. "D'you rekon she knows though?"
"What? Of course she knows! No-one can be a parsletongue without knowing."
"...You're 100% about that?"
Morfin shuffled on the chair, then finally rested his left ankle on his right knee and joined Zada in leaning back on the sofa. "Yup. Purdy sure."
This time it was Zada's turn to roll her eyes. "So it would be okay if we talked to her about it?"
Morfin shrugged. "Whatever you want Zada."
"Coolcool. We've all got flying tomorrow, so get ready for a memerable conversation Morfie."
Morfin sneered at the nickname, but otherwise made no indication that he'd heard what had just been said.
Zada turned to face Morfin. "Y'know, it wouldn't hurt to talk to me a little bit more..." she said, grinning.
"HaHa(!)"
"Nina is friends with Cenizo... You could get her to ask him what'ss going on." Morfin suggested, somewhat suddenly.
Zada shruged and leant back on the sand coloured sofa they were sitting on. "...Have- did you work out why I introduced her to you?"
"I have an idea."
Zada raised an eyebrow, indicating for him to tell her more.
Morfin rolled his eyes. "You know, and I know, can we leave it there?"
Zada shook her head. "D'you rekon she knows though?"
"What? Of course she knows! No-one can be a parsletongue without knowing."
"...You're 100% about that?"
Morfin shuffled on the chair, then finally rested his left ankle on his right knee and joined Zada in leaning back on the sofa. "Yup. Purdy sure."
This time it was Zada's turn to roll her eyes. "So it would be okay if we talked to her about it?"
Morfin shrugged. "Whatever you want Zada."
"Coolcool. We've all got flying tomorrow, so get ready for a memerable conversation Morfie."
Morfin sneered at the nickname, but otherwise made no indication that he'd heard what had just been said.
Zada turned to face Morfin. "Y'know, it wouldn't hurt to talk to me a little bit more..." she said, grinning.
"HaHa(!)"
