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The sound of tiny pebbles hitting a window drew Yuna's attention.
Opening it, Davy threw another from below and she quickly moved to the side avoiding it. "You did that on purpose!" She whisper yelled staring down at them from the angle.
He shrugged acting innocently. "Are you ready?" They whispered back.
"Catch!" The girl threw a brown bag at him then leaped from the window. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Every time you do that I still worry and wonder how you don't stumble or break something." She took her bag from him, "In block heels? Never, may Aphrodite punish me." Yuna gave a small laugh rolling her eyes before fixing herself.
"I'm joking, I don't care."
Heading off, Davy only gave a silent look of pity at her back and followed.
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As the two finally made it to the ladder, the more impulsive one climbed up first and Yuna climbed up afterwards. The rooftop of some old unused building was now two students break site.
Both looked up at the blue sky, the stars were bright and a small telescope often helped them examine the constellations when coming up here.
Davy looked back at Yuna, about to propose their studying routine before he noticed something. "You're not wearing a bow. That's unusual." He commented and she looked down at him. Her mind must've still been on the sky.
"It was taken out."
"Thought so," he sat down on a towel. "What was the real reason for the owl, also it got into a fight with a third year Slytherin's cat earlier. So, you might want to apologize to her later." He tried to add a little humor into their conversation knowing where it was about to go.
"You're joking? What does she look like?" Yuna asked tired like this had happened before. "Short, brown hair on top, blonde hair on the bottom. Russian accent." They listed out her details. "Yeah, no. Not her." She inquired quickly.
"Uh oh, what happened?" Davy asked with a mocking but playful tone.
"We ended up arguing in the kitchens. In short, she called me a 'walking arsenal can' and 'there's not enough flame repellent in the world to put out the hazardous fire I call my life' in Russian." The girl looked back up.
"And you said...?" He waited for her to continue.
"Nothing, I just shoved a burnt cookie in her mouth and left." There was a pause. "It was very awkward."
Davy started pity laughing while putting his hands up to his face like he was praying. "Okay," he tried getting back on topic. "I know what you're doing, answer my question." She bit her cheek looking like a child pouting. "I asked you to help me study, not to hear about my awful family." Yuna pulled out a book opening to a page with a blue feather in it and sat down next to him.
"You're using a quill as a bookmark?" He questioned.
"No, it's from a bird I used to have." She responded sliding the book between the two. "You actually managed to take care of a living thing?" The question was sarcastic, but Yuna didn't bother keeping the same tone.
"No, my father killed it shortly after because he got tired of its singing." The girl flipped a page as she spoke so casually. Davy's humorous state was quickly replaced with concerned silence. "Wh- that's not okay... I'm so sorry I said anything-" Yuna looked up at him confused.
"Stop acting like that, I'm sorry for bringing it up."
He didn't know what to say, making it easier for her to go back into why she invited him here.