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"Well, it might not be terribly strange for you," The seventh year added onto her initial statement, "but it is for most." When had Hogwarts students engaging in any sort of competition been cordial to each other? Maybe in the days of the the golden trio of Potter, Weasley, and Granger roamed the corridors and classrooms, but not now... at least, to the Kipling boy. Unfortunately, Amadeus could be a bit competitive for his own good.
It was a welcome relief when Melanie moved onto the subject of classes, something that was nearly always on the tip of every seventh years' tongue throughout their last days at Hogwarts. "Keeping your options open is very well," He commented nonchalantly, scratching his chin before resting his hand back on the armrest. His interest was perked as the badger girl made an inquiry, his eyes rising to meet hers. "Well, no and yes." Deus began, "I'm expected to take over the family business. The paternal side of my family is one of wand-makers and, as I have no siblings, I'll take over when my father relinquishes his position as head of the company." Biting his lip momentarily, he considered the pressure that he was putting on himself in school when he didn't necessarily have to. If he had a job waiting for him, why did he bury himself in classes? It was the a-typical Ravenclaw thirst for knowledge that most likely drove him to jam-pack his schedule with courses.
"But," He quickly changed his tone, "What about you? Do you have any interests besides flying that you could possibly put to use after Hogwarts?" A rather questioning look replaced the unsure expression on his face.
Melanie simply nodded. It wasn't for her and, if it was for most, she'd failed to notice. She found Amadeus' observation rather interesting.
Yes and no? Melanie's eyebrows rose slightly as they met eyes and, stubbornly, she almost opened her mouth to contradict him. As Amadeus continued, though, she shut it again. A family business? And in wand-making too.
"Oh." she answered flatly, considering this for a moment. Her dad owned a business, yes, in the muggle world, but not a successful one, and certainly not one she planned on taking over once she reached the right age. If anything, the little electronics shop would probably be dead by then. What would it be like to be in Amadeus' shoes, with a career already decided for her? A path she didn't need to make herself, already there for her to take...
Well, for one, it would be a hell of a lot easier.
But, there was less decision-making involved. Less choices to make. She liked her options, as Amadues already knew.
"Do you want to take over your dad's company?" It was like the theme of every father-son movie. The father sets unrealistically high expectations and of course, in the end, the son either chooses not to try to live up to them, or makes an attempt, and fails. Real life wasn't typically like movies, but she had to ask. The question had been on the tip of her tongue.
...Melanie supposed if she wanted him to answer her questions, she had better answer his. With a soft sigh at Amadues' inquiry, she glanced up at the ceiling, as if looking for the answer.
"Well," She had interests, right? RIGHT?
"I like... herbology." Did that even count? Probably. She already told him that, though. Hm...
"And movies. Movies are nice. Art too, though I'm not actually good at it. I just like looking at it... and doodling and stuff." Professor Saylen did seem to like her clay manticore last year, but it had turned out way too cute for her liking. She could never get anything to turn out as lovely or intricate as what she imagined, though.
And uhmmm... Amadues, being a fellow seventh year, wouldn't judge her too much for this last one, would he?
"...I also like fairytales."