Room 328, Saturday Afternoon

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Sam had decided that the best use of his time today would be to work on training Scout. After a few hours, he was certain about two things: one, Scout was very good at laying on the floor and playing dead, and two, he had Sam even more well-trained than Sam had him.

[The door is closed but the post is open!]

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Peter had heard radio last night, so he decided to go check on Sam.

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Sam snickered when, at the sound of someone outside the room, Scout made no sign of moving from his comfortable spot at the end of the bed, and he grinned when he opened the door and found Peter. "Hey."

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"Hey," Peter said. Noticing the dog, he said, "Good protection you got there."

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"He's going to be a very good watchdog someday. Right now, he's good at keeping the bed warm for me," Sam replied, opening the door so Peter could come in.

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Peter did, in fact, come in. "Nothing wrong with that. Especially when we get winter again. So how's it going?"

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"It's going okay," he said. "How are you doing?"

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"Okay, I guess," Peter said. He went to let Scout sniff his fingers if Scout wanted to. "Heard you had a run in with everyone's favorite principal. What'd she hit you with?"

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Sam gave Peter a short laugh and sat back down on his bed. "Honestly, I'm not sure what it was she hit me with. I think she was more interested in getting me to use her stupid quill. Did she do anything to you when you got called in?" he asked, hoping that somehow the answer would be no.

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"Leeks," Peter said. "In my ears."

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"Dude, seriously? That's disgusting."

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"Felt as good as it sounds," Peter said. "Finally got rid of them in the shower with... well, I'll spare you the details."

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"I'm sorry," Sam said sympathetically. "At least she didn't seriously hurt you. I think she's getting worse." He pulled the bandage on his hand away and showed Peter the cuts.

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Peter gave a low whistle. "Jesus. Are you okay?"

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"Yeah, Dawn's got some kind of ointment that's been helping," Sam replied. "If you get summoned to Umbridge's office again, and she asks you to write with her quill, just get the hell out of there because it's possessed or something."

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Peter looked stunned. "What's it do? Write with your blood?"

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"Close. The words you write with it carve themselves into your hand. That's where the cuts came from."

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"Okay, now I want to know how she's still alive," Peter said. "'cause I've met Dawn and Dean and neither one of them would stand for this."

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"Dawn promised Rikku that she wouldn't kill Umbridge, and I don't want Umbridge to hurt her, so she hasn't done anything yet. And Dean's still a wolf, so he...was easy to kind of lie to," he admitted.

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"Yeah, I'd probably do the same thing," Peter admitted, thinking of Nathan. "Well, secret's safe with me if you want."

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Sam shook his head. "Nah, don't worry about it. Dawn's probably going to make me tell him as soon as he's human again. But I appreciate the offer."

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"Anytime," Peter said. "Hey, speaking of secrets, mind if I run something by you?"

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"Not at all," Sam replied. "What's up?"

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"Know anything about that new girl, Claire?" Peter asked.

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"Uh, she's blonde and pretty and one of the new cheerleaders. That's about it."

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"I told her about me, and Nathan," Peter said.