<strong>Charlize Renard, 4th year Gryffindor<br/>Tagging: Lucian, Nia<br/></strong><br/><br/>She heard Lucian’s voice and for that brief moment their gazes locked, before Nia intervened replying instead of Xavril. There was a sudden, increasing tint of red in Charlize’s cheeks which might have been confusing for someone who didn’t know her well enough to realize it wasn’t because Lucian addressed her.<br/>Charlize had been rash – true. Xavril was the Head Boy – also true. The birds were probably conjured – debatable. She was the only Gryffindor at the Slytherin table, admonishing one of them – ah, here was the problem. Niamh had a point. Several, actually and all valid ones.<br/><br/>“I’m not threatening anyone. I didn’t even raise my voice.”  She said apologetically and realized that once again, the brown haired girl was getting the reaction she probably aimed for. Charlize knew her wicked ways and even approved them most of the time, but it always baffled her how Nia could be so convincing.  This time it was in her interest, Charlize realized, to follow the trail of breadcrumbs to patience and understanding.<br/><br/>“I was just saying there are better ways…” this time she was addressing Xavril once again and this has been so far probably the longest conversation they ever had since meeting eachother.  Charlize’s impression of him was very different from reality, but who could really blame her? Leaving aside the fact that he turned into a wolf, Xavril’s looks shouted “dangerous” to anyone who didn’t knew him well and there were many even from his year that thought the same.<br/><br/>She stuck around long enough to hear about the bet between Nia, Vidya and Sam, which – least to say – caught her attention. Without being overly familiar with the professor in question (meaning she didn’t pay close attention when his introduction was made), Charlize considered this gamble interesting enough to follow.<br/><br/>“I place my bet on Niamh” she said for everyone to hear, “and it’s too bad there’s no galleons involved, I would have made a “pretty penny” as the muggles say. ”<br/>