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“It is harder to obtain, but it would definitely be worth it,” Nerissa replied after taking a seat on the long bench that sat in front of the Ravenclaw table. The hungry young Ravenclaw grabbed her fork and began shoveling eggs, sausage, jell-o, and potatoes onto the clean plate before her. She tucked her red hair behind her ear before grabbing her goblet and filling it with water and taking a long drink from it. Nerissa set the glass down at looked around her to see who else was in the great hall. Not many were awake yet; Nerissa only spotted a few grumpy looking students who clearly weren’t happy to be up so early in the morning- none of which were Ravenclaws. Nerissa had found that the other Ravenclaw girls in her dorm liked to sleep in as long as possible, and had been quite disappointed on learning so; Nerissa had always been a morning person, and found it quite boring when she was the only Ravenclaw girl awake before noon.

The redhead scooped a few potatoes into her mouth with her spoon, watching the group at the next table all the while; she wondered if what the young man was selling was actually what he said it was. She didn’t have the money on her even if she had wanted to purchase any, but it was still something that made her think. What if she had brought her money with her, would she have purchased phoenix tears, or dish water? Nerissa figured it would be a very difficult task for the boy to get his hands on any of the precious substance that was phoenix tears, and therefore, assumed the latter.

"What makes you think I don't accept muggle money?" Selwyn demanded. "Though, phoenix tears are very rare, certainly far more rare than gillyweed, so there's a fifteen percent surcharge because of the exchange rate. With rounding, that'll make it fifty pence."

He put his hand out for the Gryffindor's payment.

"And you stay out of this!" his other hand pointed at the Ravenclaw who'd decided to stick her nose in.

Who'd she think she was, trying to foul up his con enterprise? Couldn't she see there was a teacher right there endorsing his shenanigans?

"Why on earth would i buy that? I'm not an idiot that aint pheonix tears." She smiled slightly. She took an apple from her pocket, rubbed it on her t-shirt, and took a bite out of it. The middle of the apple was full of liquid sour candy. with her other hand she pulled out 10 sickels and layed them on the table "here have that... thats all wizard money i got.... i dont want any of ur murchandise though." She smiled an odd half smile and got ready to leave.

Nerissa frowned when the boy gave her orders, setting her fork down on her plate slowly, “It was advice, but I suppose you don’t need it then,” she retorted, not realizing how very weak that comeback was until the words left her mouth. She rolled her eyes- mostly at her own stupidity- and rested her chin on her knuckles. “You’re a wise girl,” Nerissa spoke to the Gryffindor who looked only a few years younger than herself, sparing a smile; she was getting rather annoyed by the girl’s constant pranks and her attention-seeking attitude, but if she had brains, that was something Nerissa respected. If she was smart enough not to purchases some murky liquid in a vial labeled ‘phoenix tears’, then she was intelligent enough in Nerissa’s opinion.

With confusion on her face, the creases at her eyes wrinkled slightly, Nerissa wondered why exactly this boy was so desperate to earn money. Was there a hogsmeade fieldtrip coming up? Or perhaps he was saving for something pointless such as alcohol which he would kill his brain with. She didn’t ask, however, for she had found after four years at the school that it was best if she stayed out of others’ business- or, at least, when she could refrain from sticking her nose in places it didn’t belong.