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 "Shut up, Malfoy!" Potter roared at me at the top of his lungs. He actually looked severely angry. Maybe I'd gone too far this time, insulting his dead parents. Nah. I just put on a smirk and acted as if he didn't scare me, because he didn't. I was about to do the exact opposite of his wish, and antagonize him some more, when a cool, thick voice interrupted me. "Potter! Malfoy! What do you think you're doing?" Professor Snape walked over, cornering us in the hall. There was no way out of this one, except maybe some smooth talk. "Nothing Professor," I said as innocently as I could manage. I could tell he was not convinced. "Draco, the day

"What… are they…?" L asked, amazed. Light blinked, pausing with his leg up, still holding one foot. "Um… do I have to answer that, L?" The raven-haired detective continued to stare, one finger in his mouth. Light sighed. Being attached to the person who was supposed to be the world's greatest mind was getting really annoying. Especially when said person couldn't even identify a pair of such everyday objects. "L… everyone has them." L gawked, and Light rolled his eyes. "I suppose I shouldn't expect you to know…" he sighed. He let his foot fall back to the floor. "They're called 'socks,' Ryuzaki, SOCKS!!"