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Neville Longbottom (whatgenus) wrote in pandorarpg,

He studied her for a moment in silence. This was bothering her, and while her silence only made him more curious about what it was she had seen, he knew better than to pry. Neville chewed on his lip for a moment before he walked to the icebox and pulled a small carton if milk out. He poured it into her tea and dropped two cubes of sugar in it before he stirred it for her. There needed to be a change of subject, he decided, and took a deep breath.

"Wrackspurts," he told her after what felt to him an incredibly long silence. "We must have an infestation. Mutant ones, not regular ones. These don't seem like the regular kind, but it must be some sort of Wrackspurt." He smiled at his friend before he looked down and poured a bit of milk into his own tea.