"Miss your book so much?"<br/>Leaning his face to the book in his hand as if he was trying to listen to it. After a few nods, he continued.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry to tell you that this book right here doesn't feel the same way. Well, I obviously have lots of people talk to me and I don't need this as mcch as you do."<br/><br/>With a luagh in the group, he threw the book back at her. He then raised his left hand to stop it so that he could throw a last word. He walked closer to her and put his hand on her left shoulder.<br/><br/>"Hey, just think about what I said earlier, about your friendship issue, ok? Your parents would be sad to know their daughter is talking with a book."<br/><br/>His fellows bursted into laughs and he joined them with a satisfied smile on his fame. And then he noodded to them to lead his fellows to the Gryfundor table.<br/><br/>Lion had seen her family once. At the Platform last year to be exact. Lion's mother was away due to her job, he was with his father on the very first day of his Hogwarts life to start, which was ended with his self-consindered-as-a-cheer-up vociferation for quidditch. On the other hand, Annabella had parents with her, who had sweet smiles and the hugs they shared showed how much they loved her. He could never forget that. Being in thoughts of the past, he had a glance at Annabella as he sat at the table. The girl who was blessed and the letter his father gave flashed in his mind. Unfiarness and jealousy disturbed his heart which was finally setteled by teasing Annabella. So he wasn't feeling bad for bullying her, she deserved it, he thought.