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z999993 · 12-30-2010, 04:12 AM

I got the next part!

Mr. Smith looked between the teenagers faces. After a moment he sighed, ran his hand over his face and said, “What happened now?”
Jaxon bit his lip, “Well…”
The man changed his gaze from his son to the girl.
“Can you tell me what happened?”
Coralie nodded.
“Go on then.” he said, sitting down on the chair behind the desk. He shifted through some papers then after a moment, he gestured towards one of the two chairs in front of him. “Sit.” he said.
Both Coralie and Jaxon sat down. The two men watched her intently.
“Well… um…” she started, “After I had gotten back to my house I went to my cellar, er, bedroom-”
I’m sorry?” Interrupted Jaxon.
“It’s nothing.” she replied waving a hand dismissively. “One of my brothers locked the door, and then I just went to bed-” Coralie broke off, and her hand wrapped around her mother’s journal in her pocket.
“What happened today?”
“Carson and Christopher did something to my pumpkin juice. They were talking and asking me questions. I’ve heard of the potion before, but I don’t remember the name. I think it starts with a V.”
“Veritaserum.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement.
The squib nodded.
“What did they ask you?” questioned Mr. Smith.
“Um… They wanted to know where I’ve been and what happened at your house.”
“And you told them?”
Hesitantly, the girl nodded.
“Anything else you should tell me?”
“Yeah.” said Coralie, sitting up straighter. “I’ve read the article in the Daily Prophet, and so did my brothers. They seemed really worried about… everything. They’re afraid of people showing up to question them.”
Mr. Smith remained quiet.
“Can I ask you something?” the girl continued.
“Yes, I suppose.”
“Is my father really going to spend a year in Azkaban?”
The man’s eyes flicked towards his son, who leaned forward eagerly.
“Jaxon asked me that earlier today.” he said. “And… yes I think he is.”
“What about Carson… And Christopher. What about me?” she mumbled. “What’s going to happen to me?”

What do you think?

12-30-2010, 04:12 AM	#36 (permalink)
z999993 Imp Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: 12 Grimmauld Place Posts: 419	Matt Lanter/The Dark Side/Anakin Skywalker/ Underland/Hookah Smoking Caterpillar I got the next part! Mr. Smith looked between the teenagers faces. After a moment he sighed, ran his hand over his face and said, “What happened now?” Jaxon bit his lip, “Well…” The man changed his gaze from his son to the girl. “Can you tell me what happened?” Coralie nodded. “Go on then.” he said, sitting down on the chair behind the desk. He shifted through some papers then after a moment, he gestured towards one of the two chairs in front of him. “Sit.” he said. Both Coralie and Jaxon sat down. The two men watched her intently. “Well… um…” she started, “After I had gotten back to my house I went to my cellar, er, bedroom-” I’m sorry?” Interrupted Jaxon. “It’s nothing.” she replied waving a hand dismissively. “One of my brothers locked the door, and then I just went to bed-” Coralie broke off, and her hand wrapped around her mother’s journal in her pocket. “What happened today?” “Carson and Christopher did something to my pumpkin juice. They were talking and asking me questions. I’ve heard of the potion before, but I don’t remember the name. I think it starts with a V.” “Veritaserum.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. The squib nodded. “What did they ask you?” questioned Mr. Smith. “Um… They wanted to know where I’ve been and what happened at your house.” “And you told them?” Hesitantly, the girl nodded. “Anything else you should tell me?” “Yeah.” said Coralie, sitting up straighter. “I’ve read the article in the Daily Prophet, and so did my brothers. They seemed really worried about… everything. They’re afraid of people showing up to question them.” Mr. Smith remained quiet. “Can I ask you something?” the girl continued. “Yes, I suppose.” “Is my father really going to spend a year in Azkaban?” The man’s eyes flicked towards his son, who leaned forward eagerly. “Jaxon asked me that earlier today.” he said. “And… yes I think he is.” “What about Carson… And Christopher. What about me?” she mumbled. “What’s going to happen to me?” What do you think? __________________ ~o0o~ But there you were, standing in your own corner Your eyes were wide, tired, fading just like mine We could be the best of friends I’m sure of it But I’m too shy to cross this crowded room besides Wallflower -------------- I’m not here, no one sees me Wallflower -------------- I’m by myself, please excuse me ~o0o~