Nearby The Whomping Willow

Arthur stopped the blade on the bark of the plain tree. Sighing, he took a look over at the WW. He'd love to carve something in that tree, the trouble was just ever getting that close to do the deed. In the meantime, he'd just settle for safe willows and non-violent birch trees.

Arthur an- he read from the tree in his head, grinning.

Tonio would be around these parts soon. It wasn't knowledge that he'd be here as such, Arthur knew. It was more that they were always bound to find each other in the day. The badger and the snake had a way of doing that, they did.

Telepathy was at its work, leading him towards the Whomping Willow, knowing for sure that was where he was heading towards. And there he stood. It was telepathy - that was how they always found each other.

"Oi badger, how come you're alone today? Usually there's a mob of girls always running after you".

"You know how it is. Had to double back to the dorms and find my invisibility cloak, didn't I. You little rascal!" he said, pulling Antonio into a headlock so he could rag on his hair. "If you're talking about Morgy- or even Peyt- I mean Galleons, then you're going to be leaving the grounds with less hair and more of a chance of a toupee than from when you started. Got it?"
He grinned smugly.

"So, Mr Slyther. How're the dorms this week? I might have heard that your house had been up to a little somethin' somethin' at the last week of term..." he said, grinning, thinking of the outrageous nerve of his friend in the fourth year Slytherin dorms. Writing a list of the girls...
Arthur shook his head once again.

"Peyt-" he repeated, raising his brow, "Seriously Willet, you like her don't you? Since when did Galleons become Peyt-?"

Antonio watched his best friend closely, "Well you can say that I was behind the little somethin' somethin' last week of term," he winked.

"Shup," he said briskly, holding his palm flat up against to Tonio. "Don't even go there. There isn't even a there to go. Nu-uh. Nope. Not gonna happen, not in a million years. Just- no."

He kept his eyes down and narrowed at Antonio. He and him had been through practical wars together. How could he be so wrong!?

"I knew! I knew it!" he said, visibly brightening. "I knew you'd be behind it. So. Who was in your list?"

Against what he had said only a few short seconds ago, Arthur had a feeling he'd be pretty pissed if he saw one Hufflepuff girl's name in particular on that list.