|Chapter thirty six : Thinking Things Through|

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"Wait! I don't understand!"






"How not? It's simple"







"But it's too much information and understanding for my brain!"







"Pansy, all I'm telling you is that I'm Scottish"







"So you were born in Scotland?"







"Yes"







"But I don't get it-!"








"How?!"








"Because you have an English accent!"







".... I what?" I asked quietly as I looked at her with my eyebrows raised and she turned away






"Nothing-"







"Never say that. I do not have an English accent. I am Scottish! Not English! I dinnae hae an English accent because I'm Scottish so dinnae say that tae me because I swear tae Merlins saggy arse I'll whack you from here tae next week" I told her, eyebrows raised as her eyes widened and she held her hands up





"Bloody hell I was only stating. No need to go all Scottish on me"






"I'm Scottish I cant help it-"







"I think you can"







"Where the hell did you come from?" I asked loudly as I stared at Blaise wide eyed while he shifted on the seat next to me






"Heaven-"







"Bull shit you could get up there-"







"Exactly what I was thinking-"







"I love the faith you have in me, thank you"







"No problem but you haven't answered my question"







"I came down here like a minute ago while you shouted at Pansy with a Scottish accent" he shrugged as I looked away confused, glancing at Pansy as she shrugged

"You should also think things through before telling Lia she sounds English"





"But she does!"







"I don't!"






"Shut up! And Blaise, I am the type of person that thinks things through-"







"Bull fucking shit you think things through. If any of us thinks things through it's me-"






"I seen you eat a marshmallow yesterday while it was still on fire"






"Shut up... I thought that through-"







"Did you?! Did you really?!"







"Yes!"






"I don't believe you"







"I'm not surprised" I said back to Blaise as I crossed my arms defiantly, leaning back on the couch as we both glanced at each other after a moment and started laughing as I shook my head amused

"I'm getting bullied"







"At least you're noticing"







"Wow, thank you"






"No problem- Oh, here, I forgot to give you this" Blaise told me as he dug into his pocket with a grin before giving me a wrapper, looking like there was a gobstopper inside as I looked at him

"Eat it"





"What is it?"





"It's a sweet"






"What does it taste like? Is it going to be disgusting?" I asked as I started unwrapping it and held it in my hand as I glanced at him and he raised his eyebrows at me with a grin






"Suck it and see" he told me as me and Pansy instantly burst out laughing, our laughter loud as I felt tears prick my eyes and I turned to him






"That sounds highly fucking sexual" I told him as he nodded laughing and I pushed the sweet into my mouth, it instantly dissolving as I sat there confused before an intense sour taste filled my mouth and I swallowed as I started spluttering, my face turning red as I was clapped on the back and I gripped at the edge of the couch as I rubbed my chest. Sitting up properly a minute or so later with the occasional light cough I turned to Blaise and stared at him

"What the fuck did you give me?!"






"I already said: a sweet"







"That wasn't a sweet! Were you trying to fucking murder me?!"






"No, not yet anyway-"







"Good answer-"







"Pansy, shut up. I can manage acid pops! How could I not take that?!" I asked myself annoyed as he continued laughing and I looked at Pansy who was sitting with a grin as a door opened behind us and I shook my head at myself






"Lia?! What does 'etc' mean?"






"End of thinking capacity" I called to Daphne over my shoulder as I watched her nod before disappearing down to the dorm as I sat there confused






"Why was she wanting to know that?"







"Do you think she'll finish her essay half way through and just scribble that?"







"I hope so. That would be funny"







"Wait, is that what it actually means?"







".... oh my bloody god"

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