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Yefrem was curious about the owl he'd recieved earlier. He was walking very fast compared to other times, where he liked being purposefully late. He spotted Anya easily, wondering what was so urgent.

Yefrem sat down next to her. "Hi," he said gently.

Yefrem raised his eyebrows at the small talk. "Pretty good, actually. What about you?"

"Good or bad?" he said, not having any idea what she meant by it.

He tilted his head, waiting.

"Oh," Yefrem said dumbly. "I-I what?" He wasn't sure about how to react, and looked to see if she was joking.

Clearly, she wasn't.

"All right," he said, trying not to say anything too bad. "I think that's a good thing. For me at least. You've kind of been the only thing I've thought about lately. Screw trees, I haven't been able to climb because I've been too confused. I didn't know what to do."

He mentally facepalmed. That sounded stupid.

Yefrem nodded. "Thinking. Right."

He was an idiot. Stupid. He felt like hitting his head against something hard.

Yefrem couldn't help but laugh. "Sort of. You are special." He smiled, feeling a lot more confident than a few minuites ago.

When Anya told him about transferring, Yefrem felt a horrible sinking feeling for a moment. He then broke into a huge grin.

"That's brilliant," he smiled. "You should go. But remember to tell me all about it, OK?"

Yefrem sighed, and took both her hands. "It's fine, really. It'll be like an adventure. It's good for you. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Hogwarts. Wow."

He didn't really want Anya to go, but understood that she had to. He was happy for her.

"Something special? Me?" Yefrem half laughed. "I don't think so. You're so much more special than me. You're so normal that it's refreshing from everyone else I've ever met. You underestimate yourself whilst a lot of people are opposite to you. I should be the one that's a tree stick."

"We should," he agreed. He gave Anya's hands a squeeze, but couldn't help looking forward to when she'd come back. It seemed like so long untli.

"Why are you scared?" Yefrem asked her. "Well, we don't have house elves, so I don't know. Let's just hope it didn't follow you here."

"I hadn't thought about it," he sighed. "I wish I had now."

He smiled, thinking back. Summer had been better than he'd expected. A load betted.

"Went to the beach someplace for five days," Yefrem told her. "It was quite fun. I had to be babysat by my sister. We did all kinds of beachy things, swimming, I got buried in the sand."

He snorted. "But when we had to leave the beach in the evenings, Valentina got bored so I had my hair done lots of times. She also put mum's lipstick on my face. I looked like a clown with pink bobbles in my hair. I didn't really climb much, so my sister wanted to show me how. She's very good."

Yefrem shook his head. "I meant that lots of people think they're someting special. You don't. Therefore, that makes you special. I can talk, but it always depends on what it's about. Well, I'm glad you did, anyway."

"Good," he agreed. "You'd better do that."

"I'm sure someone will go," he said. "Maybe not those you wanted, but someone at least."

"I get the impression you don't like the new house elf very much," Yefrem said jokingly.

"You've never been to the beach?" he said, slightly shocked. "You have to go sometime! And why make me a merman? I got buried in a big sandcastle with my head sticking out."

He laughed. "I did! She took pictures all right. It didn't really look very good."

"Are you kidding?" Yefrem said unseriously. "She idolizes me! I hope she doesn't fall too much, though. How's it with your sister?"

Yefrem laughed. "You caught on!"

"I will," he joked. "It's going to be sooooo boring when you're gone. I don't know if I'll survive in that place."

"I hope for your sake they got in," he sighed. "You're doing it again, by the way."

"Oh yes," Yefrem snorted. "Let's teach him how to climb." He laughed before leaning in to Anya and whispering. "And hope he'll brake his neck when he falls."

"You will go someday," he told her. "I'll make sure of it. And in that case I'd sooner be a merman. Horses don't belong on the beach. Not ever"

Yefrem burst out laughing at the next thing she said.

"Sorry," he laughed. "I just didn't expect that coming from you. But yes, I suppose it was."

"Don't ask me," he said, raising his hands. "Valentina's hidden them from me! And I wouldn't lie to you, anyway!"

"Ah," Yefrem said. "That's not the idea."

He knew Anya's relationship with her parents wasn't good. "That's not all right," he said gently. "You're right, she shouldn't be saying that. She shouldn't be saying that, even if she was much older than ten."

"Listen to me now, you are not a disgrace to anything!" he said firmly. "You are the most wonderful person I've ever met. You don't deserve to be treated like that at all! You seem like the nicest person in your family. Do you understand?" Yefrem thought for a moment, before saying. "It's okay."

"Yeah, it will be," Yefrem smiled, and dramatically confirmed. "There is no point of Durmstrang without you."

He frowned and tutted jokingly. "You need to stop being so mean to that poor little house elf," he whispered.

"Maybe I am," Yefrem laughed. "And no, I haven't really."

"Fine," he chuckled. "I'll stop. But it was funny, very." He couldn't stop laughing, though.

"Im sure you will, someday," he said. "I'd have a ceremonial burning of them, if I ever found those pictures."

When Anya kissed him, Yefrem didn't have a chance to react before she pulled away.

"Don't be," he said, feeling very insecure now. "You haven't screwed anything up at all."

He didn't know what to do at all, and just sat there awkwardly.

((ooc: it was fun.))

"That, you are," Yefrem agreed, laughing.

"Very mean," he smiled jokingly. "I don't think I got that memo."

"You're very welcome," he sighed. "If you say so, I suppose it's true."

"You are!" Yefrem laughed. He was almost choking by that time. "I-I'll stop n-now."

He sighed. "Because I don't want them pestering me for the rest of my life. And I wouldn't laugh at myself. Not ever."

He felt like a complete idiot for being so awkward. Why did he have to be like that? It was just very stupid, really.

"No," Yefrem said. "Don't leave yet."

"Got it," he said. "I'll be careful then."

"A-alright," Yefrem said, officially stopping. "I'm calm now."

"Lots!" he exclaimed. "Swimming, sandcastles, burying people, and something called surfing. South Africa? That sounds nice. I don't think they have penguins there, though. Penguins are nice."

"I can ride a bike," Yefrem smiled. "I may be a pureblood, but my family loves muggle stuff, so I can, yeah." He laughed. "Sure, I suppose that's doable."

He laughed to himself. In his world everyone should know how to ride a bike.

"Um, it's some kind of sport where you stand on a board and ride on waves," Yefrem said. "Poor explanation, I know."

"South African penguins?" he mused. "Wow, penguins are everywhere. Really everywhere. I believe you."

"Rolling skaters?" he said. "I think it was rolling... Something or other. I don't know." Yefrem laughed at her expression.

"Um, I don't know," Yefrem said truthfully. "Didn't really follow." He shook his head.

"Disguised penguins?" he laughed. "Will there ever be an end to your clever comments?" He smiled at the reference.

Yefrem smiled. "If you're mean, I'm mean. That's how it works." He shook his head, laughing. "It's a very pretty thinking face, don't worry."

"Darn," Yefrem joked lightly, laughing.

"Not really," he said thoughtfully, before dramatically adding. "Oh no! Then you should stay away from her! Not that you will though. You hang around her far too much."

He smiled at her. "That's good," His smiled widened. "Fantastic! I'll be here, waiting for you. Until you come back."

Yefrem looked at their hands for a while, before leaning in and kissing her gently on the cheek. He pulled back, smirking.