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Ellieeenator · 12-30-2010, 05:13 AM

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Originally Posted by Cedric

Essays and reports. Woo-hoo. No, not really. Though he grinned at her clear dislike of the schoolwork. That's one thing he wasn't anticipating about Hogwarts, but it's not like it could be avoided. "Same. I really don't want to think about it." He'd much rather focus on.. this feast that was such a big deal? "So, I've heard the house elves at Hogwarts are quite skilled with their cooking abilities. That's a plus." One hand slid into the pocket of his dark jeans and his fingers swept over a coin or two.

Seuss? Elliott wracked his brain, trying to recall the name. He was well-read, as dorky as that was, so he knew a decent amount of authors, but he just couldn't say he knew him. "I don't think I'm familiar with Seuss' work.." He gave a sheepish smile.

His sight landed upon her trunk. "Not at all," he answered, standing back up again. He grabbed the luggage by the bottom and the top handle and lifted it up to the storage area just above her head. "A few perks to being tall," he admitted while he resumed his seat once again.

She nodded. He seemed the type who would like school work so that clearly surprised her in a way. Guess she should stop assuming things about people. She knew it was rather rude, yet she couldn't help but act so annoying about it. The house elves? Well she was quite familiar with house elves seeing as her grandparent's owned 4 and her's owned 1. "My brother says it's amazing. Of course when he says 'amazing' I'm still not that assured," she smiled. He had way too many things to define that word. "I'm a picky eater so I hope it's good," Lucie added with a sigh.

She giggled and didn't expect him to be. "It's a muggle author. He wrote children books. Here..." the girl opened up her periwinkle colored backpack with floral designs all over it and pulled out the book that was her favorite growing up. "Here's my favorite. Horton Hears a Who," she explained, holding up the book for him.

The girl watched as he set her trunk up above her. "Thanks. I obviously am not tall and don't have much muscle in these arms." She flexed her arm and giggled again, looking to see the small muscle appear. She was athletic despite her small muscles. More in her legs. Lucie was a runner.

12-30-2010, 05:13 AM	#42 (permalink)
Ellieeenator Formerly: DracikinsLuver4321 Mooncalf Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,971	JALIA♥\|\| Pat&Vanessa♥ \|\|DAN CER\|\| [The future Mrs. Efron] \|\| Miss OCD chick Quote: Originally Posted by Cedric Essays and reports. Woo-hoo. No, not really. Though he grinned at her clear dislike of the schoolwork. That's one thing he wasn't anticipating about Hogwarts, but it's not like it could be avoided. "Same. I really don't want to think about it." He'd much rather focus on.. this feast that was such a big deal? "So, I've heard the house elves at Hogwarts are quite skilled with their cooking abilities. That's a plus." One hand slid into the pocket of his dark jeans and his fingers swept over a coin or two. Seuss? Elliott wracked his brain, trying to recall the name. He was well-read, as dorky as that was, so he knew a decent amount of authors, but he just couldn't say he knew him. "I don't think I'm familiar with Seuss' work.." He gave a sheepish smile. His sight landed upon her trunk. "Not at all," he answered, standing back up again. He grabbed the luggage by the bottom and the top handle and lifted it up to the storage area just above her head. "A few perks to being tall," he admitted while he resumed his seat once again. She nodded. He seemed the type who would like school work so that clearly surprised her in a way. Guess she should stop assuming things about people. She knew it was rather rude, yet she couldn't help but act so annoying about it. The house elves? Well she was quite familiar with house elves seeing as her grandparent's owned 4 and her's owned 1. "My brother says it's amazing. Of course when he says 'amazing' I'm still not that assured," she smiled. He had way too many things to define that word. "I'm a picky eater so I hope it's good," Lucie added with a sigh. She giggled and didn't expect him to be. "It's a muggle author. He wrote children books. Here..." the girl opened up her periwinkle colored backpack with floral designs all over it and pulled out the book that was her favorite growing up. "Here's my favorite. Horton Hears a Who," she explained, holding up the book for him. The girl watched as he set her trunk up above her. "Thanks. I obviously am not tall and don't have much muscle in these arms." She flexed her arm and giggled again, looking to see the small muscle appear. She was athletic despite her small muscles. More in her legs. Lucie was a runner.