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[i "I don't think those two are going to be friends,"] Hagrid crossed his arms over his chest as Bennett chased the niffler in a circle when it managed to slip from his gasp again. [i "Five points to Gryffindor if you manage to catch it, Bennett!"]
The rest of the students gathered around laughing, clearly amused by the turn of events.
She rolled her eyes and gave the niffler a galleon.
The Niffler began chattering at them, clearly scolding them for having stolen his prize. [b “Keep it up and I’ll smack you with it!”] the Scot waved the shovel at him.
She giggled and went over helping him. "There we go."
Bennett stomped over to the niffler, snatching the handle of the shovel and hoisting it up. Unfortunately, the spade was already halfway in the creature's pouch, and he was holding tight. [b "Let it go, you little thief!"] he gave it a shake to no avail.
She shook her head and looked over at hagrid. "You might want to try getting that shovel from him."
[b "Might I suggest another round? Best two out of three?"] he tried to charm her with a smile.
She smiled and kissed his cheek. "Don't be such a sore loser."
[b "You've disappointed me, you fat little thing,"] Bennett scowled at his Niffler, who looked entirely unapologetic as it continued its theft of the shovel.
Keeva giggled as the small one found the rest of the coins and came back over to her.
Bennett frowned when his creature wobbled to a halt. [b "Hey! What are you doing?"]
The Niffler had grown distracted by the shiny silver of a gardening spade, and was attempting to shove it into his stomach pouch. [b "Go find the coins, you little chunker!"]
she smirked and cooed at her niffler sweetly watching him continue on his search getting more and more than his sibling.
Bennett scrunched his face at her. [b "The battle isn't over yet!"] he turned to his Niffler. [b "Come on, you little marshmallow, get moving!"]
Keeva's niffler took his time and found more than his sibling by squeezing into tight spaces. "You were saying babe?"
Bennett's Niffler was a greedy little thing, ripping weeds from the ground and overturning flower pots in an attempt to find his prize. [b "I don't know, love. His chunk may be his advantage. More room to store things."]
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