Mar. 25th, 2009

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It was nighttime in the Great Hall, and a number of people were eating the delicious food provided by the house elves. Among them was Dwight, who was sitting at the Slytherin table, methodically folding paper cranes. His paper cranes were not very good, but, hey, Dumbledore had given him very specific instructions. He was completely oblivious to the efforts of Hermione Granger, who was trying to interest people in signing up for the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare. (Membership benefits included the knowledge that you cared about social justice as well as a commemorative S.P.E.W. badge.) For some reason, the only person who'd taken her up on this fabulous offer was Amaranth.

Amaranth, meanwhile, was oblivious to Hermione's general discomfort with her, and did not understand why it was that the bushy-haired woman had looked away with a horrified expression after she'd taken her S.P.E.W. badge and pinned it to her breast. Now she was admiring the way she looked with her new adornment and eating a salad, looking as chipper as she always did.

((Three characters. Not talking to each other. All in need of pestering.))

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