Anything for you pv Logan and Elsian Closed

Blinking at the other boy Elsian was extremely quiet before breaking into peal like laughter. Body shaking, he hid his face into his bag muffling the giggles as if he’d just heard the funniest joke in the world. “Me?” he giggled, lifting his face to half point at himself whilst he gave the other boy a mixed look of amusement and disbelief, “that's a good one. I’m like, the least Gryffindory Gryffindor you could find.”

Shaking his head he dropped his head back onto the pile, “I’d be the first to go,” he sighed dramatically, “joining you both would mean moving and running. Running for our lives I bet, in which case…”

He looked at Logan, giving her a hopeful look, “you’d carry me right Logan?” he cooed, “obviously you would. You’re such an amazing friend, obviously taking care of the delicate flower of the group would fall to you~”



At her next question Logan was faced with a slightly blank, slightly serious stare whilst Elsian shook his head at her question. “Eat the cake? Logan that's ridiculous, it's obviously too pretty to be eaten.” Hearing the other boy speak he continued, stare turning into a sweet smile that was obviously a barely concealed shit eating grin, “don’t worry Logan, we can take pictures of you staring at it longingly,” he cooed, arms stretching out to flop off the edge of his stump so he could wiggle his fingers at her dramatically.

It lasted only a second though as Henry went back on his words. It earned him a whiplash of a head turn and an indignant look of betrayal, “Henry don’t say that! You’ll confuse her, next she’ll think that she gets to open the gifts-”

Words cut off with the sound of fabric smacking into him he squawked loudly, straightening to drag the jacket from over his head to glower at her.

“Abuse!” he accused, “betrayal! I thought we agreed I was the delicate flower of this friendship,” he whined.

At Henry's laughter he gave a boy a withering glare to match the one he’d given the Hufflepuff. Yet the effect was ruined with how he sat up to drop the items on the table in front of his stump just so he could sit up to wave the jacket at Logan's face from where she stood, “this is mine now,” he declared, flopping down onto the bag and newly acquired jacket like a grumpy dragon protecting its hoard.

For a moment there was a brief moment of respite from Elsi's whining and overall antagonizing but it was instantly ruined the second Henry handed Logan the knife. Eyes squinting up at them and arms stretching across the table obnoxiously towards Logan he gave them a petulant look, "great now she has a knife. As if she needed more power."